diymy 052. Encounter
052. Encounter
Xinlai stood by the bed, slowly tidying her clothes.
The bed sheet, disheveled and mostly soaked with water, had been carelessly tossed on the floor, with a faint trace of crimson visible on it.
Sylvie lay on the newly made bed and fell into a deep sleep, or more accurately, fainted.
Sinley made the most of every minute of those two hours, giving Sylvie all that she had saved up over the years.
He glanced at the woman who probably wouldn't wake up anytime soon, took out twenty gold coins from his pocket, and leisurely stacked them on the bedside table.
During the ceasefire, while Sylvie was in a daze, Sinley asked her several questions, including how much money Skechers usually gave her.
Since Skechers is so stingy that he only gives 20 silver coins each time, he will give 20 gold coins.
It wasn't because Xinlai was rich, but because Xinlai thought Xiwei's service was quite good, solving both her immediate problem and her urgent need for chicken, which is why she gave so much.
Stepping over the white dress and lace undergarments scattered on the floor, Xin Lai opened the door with satisfaction and strode away.
I got the information I wanted, and I even got to try something new – it was definitely worth the trip…
Where did that little Eve go? We haven't heard from her in two hours!
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About fifteen minutes after the door closed, Sylvia cautiously opened her eyes.
She glanced at the 20 gold coins neatly stacked on the bedside table and fell silent.
Her face was still flushed, and the shameful memories of the five times they had made love just now were churning in her mind...
Xinlai was so skilled that he had her sit at the piano and play a piece, while he did everything else himself.
Those postures she had never imagined, and the scene of being forced to walk to open the door and talk to young master Skechers, made her feel so ashamed and angry that she wished she could jump out of the window.
She tried to turn her nearly broken body, but suddenly let out a low groan as her legs were too painful to move.
That bastard Xinlai showed no mercy whatsoever; she suspected that the area was probably already swollen and red.
Lying in bed, Sylvie stared at the bright red hickeys on her neck in the mirror, feeling utterly lost and helpless.
How will she face Mr. Skechers? How will she explain what happened between her and Sinley?
Should he tell Skechers that Sinley was going to make a move at the banquet? And what would become of him—living or dying…?
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Two hours ago.
Eve crouched outside the door, quietly waiting for Xinlai to extract information. But before long, a woman's pleading moans came from inside the house.
Eve pouted and snorted, then casually added soundproofing magic to the door.
Although she knew Xinlai's methods and had personally experienced them, and believed that Xinlai wouldn't do anything immoral to Xiwei, she still felt inexplicably awkward upon hearing those voices.
"Luckily, he was chosen to be Sylvie... otherwise, given his personality, if it were any other woman, she would probably have been severely abused..."
Eve had heard about Sylvie and Skechers when she was still with the Tansten family.
The two pursued a Platonic spiritual love and treated each other with sincerity. However, the head of the Fesari clan, Kobok, firmly opposed his son marrying a prostitute and refused to give his consent.
Later, I heard that Skechers, in order to rebel against his father, would rather undergo a vasectomy than marry any woman other than Sylvie.
That's why Eve had Sylvie choose Sylvie. After all, Sylvie and Skechers had a deep relationship, and Sylvie even dared to defy societal norms for love. A few questions would likely yield the information she wanted.
Eve squatted on the ground and pondered for a long time. Seeing that Xinlai had not come out yet, and feeling a little dizzy from the faint fragrance in the corridor, and also feeling bored, she got up and left Peach Heart Garden, intending to go out for a walk.
Xinlai still trusts her to some extent and allows her to move around freely in the vicinity. She won't run around, after all, Xinlai promised to help her get back everything that belongs to her.
So she put on her glasses and walked slowly down the bustling street, silently reminiscing about the wonderful times she had spent living in Kuna.
Suddenly, a figure brushed past her.
The man suddenly stopped and turned to look at Eve in confusion.
Although her hair had turned ice blue, she wore eye patches that covered her eyes, and her clothes resembled those of a purchased elven slave, that familiar aura still lingered...
Lorenz's pupils suddenly dilated:
No mistake! Absolutely no mistake! That's Eve!
It turns out that the super-level magic had teleported her to the city of Guna...
Lorenz was overjoyed.
When he teleported to the wilderness and found Eve wasn't by his side, his heart sank.
He searched the area around the teleportation anchor point more than a dozen times, but couldn't find a trace of it, and his heart ached.
Thinking of Eve's plight, he hurriedly returned to the capital, only to hear the news that Eve had been beheaded...
Lorenz assumed that the person executed was a dummy he had created, and that Eve was still somewhere in the royal city, imprisoned by some power.
Several days and half a month passed, but there was no news. Not only was there no sign of her, but even the slightest trace of Eve's aura or magical fluctuations could not be detected.
Lorenz, having searched in vain, finally gave up, assuming that Eve had been captured and beheaded in the street.
That night, he was in agony and drank all night in the tavern.
A few days later, perhaps reminiscing about the adventures he had shared with Eve, or perhaps wanting to see the place where Eve had lived in the past, he inexplicably came to the city of Guna and slowly walked through the streets and alleys where they had once walked side by side.
But to my utter surprise, I actually met Eve here!
He had no time to think about why Eve had been teleported to the city of Guna, or what she had been through these past few days. All he wanted to do was rush forward and give her a long-awaited hug.
Seeing Eve about to disappear into the bustling crowd, Lorenz turned around without hesitation, pushed through the flow of people, and chased after her with a resolute expression.
"Eve! Eve—"
The shouts traveled through the noisy street and reached Eve's small ears.
Eve's ears twitched slightly; she vaguely sensed that the voice was calling her, and alarm bells rang instantly in her mind.
Oh no! Someone I know has recognized me!
Her former identity was already "dead." If she were recognized as still alive in the city of Guna, which was under the control of the Fesalie clan, all her plans would be in vain...
The thought flashed through Eve's mind, and she immediately activated her magic and fled.
Lorenz rushed to where Eve was about to turn around, reached out and pulled her, but inexplicably grabbed a man instead.
The man paused, turned around, and glared at him: "What are you doing?"
Lorenz froze, watching helplessly as the man, both angry and frightened, shook off his hand and stomped away, cursing and swearing, as if afraid Lorenz would chase after him again.
"Eve...Eve?!"
Lorenz stood there, stunned, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
Yes, you read that right! That girl with the ice-blue hair was clearly standing right here!
That's clearly Eve...
Lorenz stood still, lost in thought.
That's Eve. He's been with her for over a year, and he would never mistake her for someone else.
Her immediate escape and refusal to acknowledge the relationship must stem from her own difficulties.
That's right... Logically speaking, she's already "dead." If she were recognized in public, everything she's done before would probably be for nothing.
Moreover, she didn't go anywhere else, but instead appeared in the city of Guna, where she was born and raised. This proves that Eve must be planning something...
Lorenz glanced one last time in the direction Eve had disappeared, then turned and left without lingering.
He had already guessed Eve's next move: if she wanted to reclaim everything that belonged to her, she would definitely attend the masquerade ball that Skechers would be holding at Tansington Castle the day after tomorrow.
After all, anyone with a little money can sneak into a masquerade ball, making it a good opportunity for Eve to blur her vision and return to her territory.
All you need to do is attend the costume party, and you're guaranteed to reunite with Eve!