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?”

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

paper under her b*ttocks and said, “Well, take a

a drawing of

I was amazed by her design. Sylvia always

my words, Sylvia snorted smugly and said, “Of 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

so cute when she complained like a child. I couldn’t resist my urge to kiss her. Immediately, I dropped the design drawing and held her tightly in my arms before

time, Sylvia pushed me away and said, “Hey, I haven’t finished talking yet!” She looked so beautiful with her rosy

that way, I couldn’t help but kiss her on her lips

hair and sat down to

surprise, Sylvia frowned and said in a sad voice, “But I don’t know if Leonard will like this walking stick or

and reassured, “No, he won’t. I’m sure he will like it very

at me suspiciously and asked, “Why are you

acted as if I was jealous. “If he doesn’t like it, you can give it to me. I mean you haven’t given me any hand-made gift

smirk appeared on Sylvia’s face as she promised confidently, “When you become an old man, I will definitely make a

it or not, even if

much older than me. Don’t you want me to