“This is a gift from my grandmother,” Eugene insisted. “A token of her affection. It's meant for you.”
“Her affection is for her granddaughter-in-law,” Sylvia replied gently. “For someone in the Winters family. So | can’t accept it. You
should keep it. Keep it for your future wife.”
“Sylvia...” Eugene tried to persuade her again.
“You said you understood me,” Sylvia interrupted. “So please, don’t try to convince me.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEugene sighed in resignation. “Sylvia, you don’t have to draw such a clear line with everyone. Even if we're not lovers, sometimes
friends owing each other a little something is what brings them closer.”
Sylvia considered his words. “I'll try to be better about that in the future.”
Her earnest expression made him smile, and the fondness he felt for her only grew, deepening his sense of loss. “Sylvia, will we
still be friends?”
“Of course, we're friends,” she said with a smile. “Unless you're going to hold a grudge and cutoff?”
“Never,” Eugene said immediately. “I will only ever be grateful to you.”
And full of regret.
“Then it's settled,” Sylvia said.
A waiter arrived with their food, putting a temporary end to their conversation.
Sylvia picked up her silver spoon. “Let's eat. I've been so busy catching up on work, | haven't had a proper meal in days.”
Eugene frowned. “Why are you working so hard? You can’t earn all the money in the world.”
“Working hard isn’t always about the money,” Sylvia said, taking a sip of seafood soup, her expression soft. “It’s just... once | get
busy, | don’t want to stop.”
“You still need to take care of your health,” he reminded her. “You know what the doctor said.”
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