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Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

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Chapter 243

He spoke with a rising tone, his mood exceptionally good.

As if he himself were a piece of art meticulously crafted by the sound of the Sylvia.

And his gaze seemed to say, “Look! This is done by my wife. Isn't it impressive?”

“Cough, beautiful!” Eric cleared his throat and nodded sincerely, praising, “Miss Sylvia, truly formidable!”

Eder satisfactorily buttoned up his clothes, concealing the strawberry imprints that carried an ambiguous

sweetness.

Seeing his good mood, Eric quickly tried to take credit, “Boss, since you can enjoy the rewards, shouldn't | get

scredit too? Your passionate performance last night really moved Miss Sylvia, can | make up for my past

mistakes with this?”

He had his salary deducted for two years and one month before!

“Very well.” Eder curved his lips, his dark eyes exuding utmost dignity and arrogance. “I'll return your two years

and one month of deducted salary, plus a six-month bonus.”

Eric’s heart rejoiced and roared inside.

Wow, the boss is the best! He's the most understanding leader in the world!

However, Eric was still concerned about his health.

“But Boss, don’t use this kind of trick again! Although you knew you weren't shot in the heart, losing too much

blood can still be life-threatening.”

Eder’s gaze turned cold, and he glared at him fiercely. “Is there going to be a next time? It seems you want me

to argue with Sylvia?”

Eric's face turned pale in fear.

“Ah! | was just talking nonsense. Boss, please don’t deduct my salary. | haven't even warmed up ye'

“Damn it!” He wanted to take back the words about the boss being understanding!

Clearly, he was capricious, unpredictable, and unreasonably troublesome!

Eder couldn’t hear his inner frustration and sarcasm. His face returned to its usual severity. “Let's talk

business.”

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Eric quickly put on a serious expression. “Tonight, Miss Sylvia tooksecretly to the Grant family and helped

Upon learning that Sylvia hadn't left, Eder’s gaze softened. “What did she do?”

“She..."Eric pondered for a moment, organizing his words. “She stabbed Xian in the chest, tied him up, and

sprinkled itching powder all over his body, not sparing even that place. Her move was really

malicious!”

Eder frowned, his tone icy. “She personally sprinkled it on that place?”

“No, no, no! | did it on her behalf!”

Eric hastily waved his hands and felt the need to flatter a bit. “Boss, with your great figure, Miss Sylvia wouldn't

want to see Xian’s skinny and withered bones!”

Only then did Eder’s complexion return to normal.

Eric continued, “But this matter is not small. Jaden’s family won't tolerate it. | estimate they will cause a scene

early tomorrow morning!”

“What's there to fear? Let them make a scene, but they can only do it in the Grant family’s ancestral hall. Have

someone guard it, and don’t let them disturb the Smith family.”

“Yes, Boss.”

“Well, handle it. I'm going back to be with Sylvia.”

Without waiting for Eric's response, he waved his hand and swiftly returned to the ward.

Eric watched his departing figure and clicked his tongue twice.

It was quite challenging to have sfun, but seeing Eder walk away felt particularly satisfying.

The next morning.

Eder didn’t like to have the nurses administer the IV drip, so a male nurse cinto the ward holding a tray with

medical tools.

However, as soon as he pushed open the door, he was stunned by the scene before him.

Eder, dressed in a patient gown, was sitting by the bedside, considerately feeding breakfast to Sylvia, who had

just woken up.

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The young man was in disarray.

“Who the hell is the patient?” He stood still for a long time, watching Eder’s tall and noble figure, silently

expressing admiration.

This is the highest realm of spoiling one’s wife!

Eder didn’t care at all if anyone saw him. He only knew that Sylvia was tired last night and needed to rest

well.

Moreover, he had worked so hard to coax his wife back, so he had to dote on her.

Spoil her to the extreme! Spoil her so much that she could never leave him, otherwise, she would be incapable

of taking care of herself!

But Sylvia couldn't help but care. She noticed the nurse's dazed gaze and refused to let Eder continue feeding

her. “Is it tfor an injection? Bring it over.”

The nurse walked over with the tray, and Eder instinctively extended his left hand for him to administer the

injection.

Sylvia prepared to get out of bed and leave the bed for Eder to receive the IV drip.

Just as she was about to get up, Eder held her shoulder and gently pushed her back onto the bed. His tone was

doting, “You worked hard last night. Lie down a bit longer. Does your waist still hurt? I'll massage it for you later.”

Sylvia's face instantly turned red.

There are still people around!

How could he say such shameless and suggestive words!

“Get lost!” Sylvia lightly pushed his shoulder, her small face growing even redder. She buried her face in the

blanket like an ostrich.

Eder couldn’t contain his fondness for her cuteness. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

However, that overly intrusive “third wheel” was a bit annoying.

Eder’s tone turned cold, and he gave the nurse a sinister glare. “Hurry up.”

“Yes, yes, Mr. Storm.”

As the nurse quickly finished administering the IV drip and left, Eder looked at the person still hiding under the

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blanket. His idle right hand couldn't stay still and reached into the bedding, lightly rubbing the

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slender waist that he held in his palm.

“Does it feel better when | rub it? Now you finally understand that being a man is not that easy.”

His deep voice was full of magnetism.

Sylvia remained silent beneath the blanket, but she wholeheartedly agreed with Eder’s statement. Her petite

waist was sore and fatigued from the hours of intense activity the previous night, and her legs were still

trembling. However, she refused to admit defeat!

She uncovered the blanket, sat up in one go, pouted in dissatisfaction like a little goldfish, and retorted, “You're

talking nonsense! Wait until you recover from your illness and see what happens! Moreover, | was amazing last

night!”

Eder’s smile grew wider on his face. He extended his arm and pulled her into his embrace, rubbing his nose

against her upturned one, playfully saying, “Then.... how about having breakfast now and later enjoying some

dessert? What else would you like...”

Sylvia pushed his face, which was uncomfortably close, away. “Don’t you have any shame? Any sense of

decency? No shwhatsoever!”

Eder didn’t mind. He boldly buried his head in her arms, gently rubbing against her.

If he had any sense of shame, how could he catch his wife?

His ashes would have been scattered a long tago!

Sylvia looked at how he was taking advantage of the situation, and in a fit of anger, she messed up his soft,

short hair, forming a little nest, and then meticulously smoothed it out strand by strand, enjoying it.

The two of them were playing around when suddenly someone knocked on the door of the hospital room.

The person who entered was Ji Er Ye's bodyguard, Liam. He spoke with a serious tone, “Mr. Storm, Xian was

injured last night. He accused Miss Sylvia of being involved in the matter. Miss Sylvia is your fiancee, so

naturally, you are also implicated. Please return to the ancestral hall as soon as possible.”

Eder didn’t respond, as if he hadn't heard anything, and his head remained nestled in Sylvia's embrace.

However, Sylvia had a cold expression on her face and glared at Liam with a frosty gaze. “Don’t yo eyes? Can't

you see that Eder is the one who got seriously injured? Does Xian have the audacity: lackey to invite someone?

Is he tired of living? And who is in charge of the Grant family now? Is this how you speak to the person in

power?”

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