Chapter 1047


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 1047 The Same Habit


    Crystal’s POV:


    My heart sank. I made this wooden whistle by copying the one Rufus had made for me in the past.


    Rufus now scrutinized the whistle carefully. Did it shake loose some memory of his?


    Laura and I nced at each other at the same time and guessed each other’s thoughts. She was also


    afraid that Rufus would remember something.


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    After studying the whistle for a long time, Rufus turned to me and asked, “Did you make this yourself?”


    “Of course,” I replied firmly.


    I was a little flustered and didn’t know what was running through his mind.


    My own mind was thoroughly muddled up. But whatever.


    Even if Rufus felt that the wooden whistle looked familiar, he wouldn’t remember anything if I continued


    to insist that I made it myself.


    Unless he had made another whistle for himself back then too. However, it was a slim possibility.


    Rufus’ original intention for carving this whistle was to make it convenient for me tomunicate with


    Rin.


    He didn’t really share a good rtionship with her, so he had no use for a wooden whistle himself.


    As this thought crossed my mind, relief coursed through my veins and I could face Rufus’ questions


    more confidently.


    He shot me a pointed look andmented with a faint smile, “I didn’t expect you to have the same


    habit as me.”


    I was puzzled. I didn’t understand the meaning behind his words. But judging from the expression on


    his face, it didn’t look like he had remembered anything from the past. From the corner of my eye, I


    spotted Laura winking at me anxiously. This left me even more perplexed.


    Rufus handed the whistle to me. He pointed to a small cross on its inner side and said, “When I was a


    child, I attended a woodwork cl@ssfor a while. I liked to leave a subtle mark on all my creations. The


    position and shape of my chosen mark are exactly the same as the one you have made.”


    I was stunned. Judging from Laura’s helpless expression, I knew Rufus had spoken the truth. “So is


    this just a coincidence?” Rufus gazed at me with sharp eyes.


    Cold sweat instantly trickled down my spine, and my stomach plunged to the ground. I had just copied


    his work and had assumed this tiny mark was also a necessary part of the whistle, so I kept it. How


    would I know it was actually Rufus’ signature? How could I possibly exin this to him without telling


    him the truth?


    “Why don’t you answer me?” Rufus didn’t let this matter go.


    Faced with his pointed questions, my brain seemed toe to a grinding halt and I couldn’t cook up


    any sensible reason. I couldn’t im that this was just a coincidence. No one would believe that. My


    copy was so urate that even the position and shape of his signature were perfectly identical. There


    was no such coincidence in the world.


    Fortunately, my mask obscured my face and Rufus couldn’t see my panicked expression.


    As soon as I opened my mouth to reply, Laura interjected, “I showed her your creations from your


    childhood.”


    Rufus didn’tment. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and said, “This is the first time I’ve heard that


    you’ve saved the things I’d made as a child. I would love to see them one day.”


    “I only have photos. I have even saved the pictures of you dressed in a girl’s clothes when you were


    two years old. Would you like to see them too?” Laura immediately shot back, directly dissipating Rufus


    ‘ aggressive tone.


    “No need for that. I’m just curious that you have such a close rtionship with Crystal that you’re even


    sharing my childhood photos with her already.” Rufus scoffed and sat on one side of the sofa, looking


    dignified and lofty.


    I interrupted their conversation, “Okay, stop it.” I turned my attention to Rufus and said, “The thing is,


    Arron has recently be interested in woodwork.


    When Laura heard this, she mentioned that you were quite skilled at it as a child and then showed me


    your creations. While looking through the photos, I noticed that the small mark you left was very


    unique, so I copied it. I didn’t know it was your signature.”


    “I see,” Rufus replied softly. He didn’t pursue this matter anymore. I wasn’t sure if he believed my


    exnation or not. I had always found him to be unreadable, and felt that he had already seen


    thorough everything but just enjoyed toying me like a clueless mouse in a maze.


    Otherwise, why did he bring me back only after I had reached the airport? And every time he asked me


    something, he always stopped at the right moment, waiting to see how I would exin myself. Although


    he appeared to believe what I said, no one knew what was really on his mind. I was scared that he


    would secretly hatch a n, or he had already had something on me and was waiting for me to fall into


    his trap.