Chapter 768


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 768 The Ring Is Missing


    Sylvia’s POV:


    I was stunned. My keen intuition told me that this wasn’t a simple, silly question as it sounded.


    Soon, the corners of Rufus’ mouth curved into a smile. He extended his hand to wipe away the bubbles


    off my face and said, “I was just kidding.”


    I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn’t sure why, but I had a feeling that Rufus was being really serious just


    now. I had the impression that if I had continued nodding, I would be shackled and imprisoned in this


    pce, to be his own doll.


    Rufus washed me clean and carried me to bed, treating me like a fragile piece of ss.


    I felt even more ufortable. I grabbed his hand and wrapped myself in the duvet.


    “Your clothes are w*et, Rufus. You should take a shower too. I’ll get dressed on my own.”


    Thankfully, Rufus refrained from insisting. He set my nightgown down and walked to the bathroom.


    I threw away the duvet, put on the nightgown and dried my hair.


    The buzzing sound of the blow dryer ruffled my thoughts. I said to Yana, “Don’t you think Rufus is


    strange today?”


    Yana gr0@ned and hinted at me to continue. She had been in a bad mood recently and would always


    ignore me. And now that I was speaking to her, she just gave me azy, fumbling response.


    I knew what she was upset about. When I was still contemting how to coax Yana, the blow dryer


    was suddenly snatched from my hand.


    Startled, I turned around to see Rufus, shrouded in mist with his damped hair dangling on his forehead.


    I quickly crept up on my tiptoes and rubbed a towel through his hair. “It has been only five minutes


    since you walked into the bathroom. You shower so quickly.”


    Rufus grasped my hand and appeared a little worried. “I don’t know what’s wrong with metely, but I


    feel flustered the moment I can’t see you. The full moon curse might be back again. Maybe I haven’t


    fully recovered yet!”


    I stared at him angrily and said, “Don’t be silly. If you haven’t fully recovered, howe I got


    pregnant?”


    Then I straightened my back, touched my belly, and feigned a cry. “Baby, your daddy is crazy. What


    should we do?”


    Suddenly, an idea urred to me. I swiftly raised my head as I quickly considered a possibility. “Rufus,


    perhaps you’re having a daddy syndrome out of your excitement to be a father! I discovered online that


    many who have recently be fathers for the first time can experience intense anxiety for a period of


    time, which is simr to your current symptoms.”


    When Rufus heard me, his face went back to normal. He then held my hand and repeatedly kissed it.


    His face seemed calm but I still sensed something unusual, as if he had something to say to me.


    However, in the end, he said nothing.


    I also appeared a bit nervous since I wanted to ask him why he had been acting weird, but I didn’t know


    where to begin.


    “Come on, let me dry your hair.” Rufus remained silent throughout. He let me sit on a chair while he


    delicately dried my hair.


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    I was no longer in the mood to enjoy his tenderness. I only wanted to inquire about what was wrong


    with him. Although he looked fine on the surface, judging from his behavior and words, I could tell that


    something was weighing on his mind.


    I turned around as soon as my hair was dry. When I took his hands and was about to ask him


    something…


    Rufus asked first, “Sylvia, where is your ring?”


    What? I blinked my eyes and saw Rufus staring down at my hand with a gloomy face. I was flustered.


    My ring finger, which was supposed to have the ring, had nothing on it!