Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 690 Made A Walking Stick

Rufus’ POV:

After I parted ways with Leonard, Sylvia and I went back to shopping. I bought her a lot of things. Sylvia had to stop me from buying more in the end. Then, we went home with satisfaction.

After having dinner in the evening, Sylvia went into her room. I had no idea what she was doing. I went to the study because I had a video conference to attend.

It was already nine o’clock at night when I came out of the study. I poured a glassof milk and headed to our room. At that time, I found that Sylvia was sitting on the carpet and cutting a piece of wood.

I put the glassof milk on the table and kissed her on her cheek. “What are you doing?”

Sylvia gave me a sly smile and said, “You can take a guess!”

As she talked, she waved the wood in her hand naughtily. I rubbed my chin as if I was really thinking and guessed, “Are you making a broom?”

burst into laughter and said, “You are wrong! You aren’t going to have

under her b*ttocks and

there was a drawing of

in surprise. I was amazed by her design. Sylvia always surprised me with her

course, I drew it and I’m going to carve it. Leonard said that holding a crutch makes him look stupid. So, I am going to make a beautiful walking stick for him. Let’s see

to kiss her. Immediately, I dropped the design drawing and

“Hey, I haven’t finished talking yet!” She looked so beautiful with her rosy

help but kiss her

I smoothed her messy hair

voice, “But I don’t know if Leonard will like this walking stick or not. What if he thinks I

shook my head and reassured, “No, he won’t. I’m sure he will

at me suspiciously and asked, “Why are you so sure? Do you know him

moment, I didn’t know what to say. I coughed slightly and acted as if I was jealous. “If he doesn’t like it, you can give it to me. I mean you haven’t

promised confidently, “When you become an old man, I will definitely make a wheelchair

forehead gently and scolded her with a smile, “Believe it or not, even if I am old, I

are much older than me. Don’t you want me to wheel you around every day when