I felt a buzzing in my head and couldn’t say a word. I didn’t know that there was another person present that night.
“No, it’s not true…” I tried to speak, but my voice was weak. Just when I was about to argue my case, a man in black appeared.
He held a familiar-looking kraft paper bag. When I realized what it was, I immediately got up from the ground in panic.
“We followed your order to search the staff dormitory. This is what we found in Kyle’s room.” The man in black handed the paper bag to Rufus.
I rushed over and reached out in attempt to grab the bag away, but Rufus snatched it quicker than me. To my horror, he looked at what was inside and brought it out.
Falling to the ground on my knees, I knew I was already doomed.
It was the remaining poison that I had failed to throw away. At this point, no matter what defense I could come up with, it would be no use.
Rufus’ POV
When I opened the paper bag, I saw a bottle of green poison that was half empty. I then handed it to Ferrill who was standing behind me.
Carefully, Ferrill observed its appearance and smelled it. “I am eighty percent sure it’s the same poison in Miss Todd’s body. We still need to test it to be sure.”
“No need to test it.” Kyle shrugged, looking at the bottle of poison. “I was the one who poisoned her.”
“I knew it was you! But you were refusing to admit it!” Flora stomped her feet in anger. “You son of a bitch!”
“I thought I would be able to hide it from everyone. Turned out I was wrong,” Kyle retorted.
While Flora was very aggressive, Kyle looked oddly relaxed.
“Shame on you! Do you not feel guilt at all?” Flora glared at Kyle.
“There’s no use regretting it now that it’s already been done. But I will say that this has nothing to do with Lucy. There was never a love affair between us.” Kyle coldly smiled back at Flora. “Listen, bitch. You might as well just donate your eyes if you’re not going to use them well. Or it was your mother’s fault for not giving you a brain. I am still a virgin. If you don’t believe me, then you can see for yourself.”
Flora’s eyes turned red in rage. “Screw you! Only villains like you would use such dirty tricks. You are such a jerk and a loser. No wonder you ejaculated so quickly!”
“Yeah, yeah. I hurt Sylvia. What are you going to do about it? I just hate her, that’s all. The prestige of the Royal Military School doesn’t deserve to be tainted by a mere slave. And you! What right do you have yelling at me?” Kyle provoked Flora.
I kicked Kyle directly in his face and stepped on him with my foot.
Two lines of blood flowed from both his nostrils. He was dizzy for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, trembling in fear. “Please, I’m telling the truth… All I wanted was to kick Sylvia out of the school. It has nothing to do with anyone else.”
“Say that again!”
Flora also wanted to have a go at him, but I stopped her. “Let him speak.”
I grabbed Kyle’s collar and lifted him up, staring into his eyes. “Just give me the antidote right now.”
Kyle averted my gaze. His thin sunken cheeks slightly trembled. “I…”
“The antidote. Now.” I tightened my grip on his collar, trying very hard to keep my rage at bay. “If you give me the antidote, you might still have a chance at survival.”
“There is no antidote.” Kyle coughed. “I bought that poison at a very high price in the black market. It’s expensive because there is no antidote for it.”
This finally set me off. I adjusted my grip from his collar to his actual neck, lifting him so his feet did not touch the ground. “I’m going to give you one more chance. Where is the antidote?”
Kyle’s feet dangled in the air, veins popping out of his forehead as he struggled. “I… I really don’t have it.”
At this point, I couldn’t hear anything anymore. I was about to go crazy. At the thought of Sylvia dying, all my restraints had come loose.
Kyle held on to my hands and tried to pry them off his neck. “Please, let me go…”
My brain was filled with nothing but thirst for blood. I could feel blood rushing to my hand, begging me to crush the neck I was holding. Sneering, I looked at Kyle who was still struggling in vain. “Oh, I’ll let you go. To hell.”
Rufus’ POV
Just as Kyle was about to be strangled to death, Flora stepped forward to stop me.
“Prince Rufus, please calm down,” she pleaded. “If you kill him, we’ll lose our only lead. I want him dead, too. But we need to find the antidote first. We can start with the black market and look for the person who sold him the poison.”
“Yes, I… I’ll talk…” Kyle struggled to speak.
Finally, I loosened my grip and let him go. He collapsed to the ground and coughed, out of breath.
“Lock him up and interrogate him,” I ordered my men, massaging my wrist.
While they took Kyle away, I also sent for someone to sniff around the black market for clues.
After all, I couldn’t completely trust whatever Kyle said under interrogation. He could just be making excuses to buy time.
By the time I got back to the hospital, it was already dusk. A day had passed, yet there was still no antidote.
Sylvia was getting weaker and weaker by the minute, which made me want to jump off a cliff and into a pool of despair. I sat by her bed in silence, holding her cold hand tightly. I had never felt so useless in my life, being unable to protect the one person I loved.
“Sylvia will be fine,” Flora said softly, trying to comfort me. “The doctors have been studying the poison. I’m sure they’ll develop an antidote soon.”
Without saying a word, I lowered my head and pressed my lips against the back of Sylvia’s cold hand.
“Prince Rufus, stay strong. You’re the only one she can rely on now.” Flora’s voice broke and she burst into tears. “Sylvia wasn’t able to celebrate your birthday with you. She felt guilty about that, so she secretly learned how to bake. She wanted you to enjoy a birthday cake she made every year from now on. She loves you so much. How could she be willing to leave you alone in this world?”
My hands trembled, and a heart-wrenching pain swept over every fiber of my being.
Flora sobbed uncontrollably. In the end, she couldn’t help but run out of the ward in tears.
Now, only the sound of the ECG monitor can be heard in the quiet ward.
Sylvia couldn’t breathe on her own, so she had been hooked onto an oxygen machine. Her pale, sunken face was as white as the pillow underneath her.
I touched her face gently and murmured, “You became my world the first time I saw you. Your name is engraved in my soul. So don’t you dare try to dump me. I’ll let you sleep for a little while, but only for a while.”
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