Thalia might have truly forgotten who Rupert Lysander was, but for Asher ckwood, it was impossible to forget.
Rupert and Thalia were in the same year at university. When Rupert was a first–year undergraduate, Asher was already in his first year of postgraduate studies.
Logically, since Rupert was several years behind Asher and they attended different universities, they shouldn’t have had any connection.
However, one was the most handsome campus heartthrob in Cambridge University’s history, while the other was the most attractive male student at London School of Law in nearly a decade. Both were campus celebrities frequentlypared due to their exceptional good looks.
This alone wouldn’t have bothered Asher, as he had no interest in suchparisons. The reason he remembered Rupert Lysander was because of that confession.
Rupert Lysander’s confession to Thalia Winters.
Asher remembered it clearly. In December of Thalia’s first year at university, on Christmas Day–a holiday perfect for derations of love–Rupert had arranged roses in a heart shape on the Cambridge University sports field with great fanfare<i>. </i>
He was dressed as mboyantly as a peacock disying its feathers, strumming his guitar and singing love songs.
Asher was alsopleting his Master’s degree at Cambridge University and had a habit of running in the evenings. That day, he went to the field for his usual run, and the center of the sports ground was bustling with noise.
“Blimey, have you heard? That fit bloke from London School of Law hase to our uni to confess his love!” The gossiping voice of a female passerby reached Asher’s ears, but he paid no attention.
Such urrences weremon at university, nothing special, and he wasn’t interested.
Asher began his jog.
The surrounding gossip continued to filter through.
“The Law School heartthrob? Is it Rupert Lysander?<b>” </b>
“Yeah, I just spotted him with a guitar in the middle of the field, arranging roses into a heart. I’ve got to say, Rupert truly deserves his reputation–he’s absolutely gorgeous!”
“Wow, even London School of Law’s hottest guy hase to our uni to confess. I absolutely must check this out.”
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Around his secondp. from the crowd of onlookers, he faintly heard someone call out the name Thalia Winters.
Asher gradually slowed his pace, and the gossiping voices came through clearly.
“So Rupert Lysander’s after our campus beauty Thalia Winters. In that case, I’ll just give up–losing to the campus beauty isn’t embarrassing.”
“Honestly, Rupert and Thalia would make a perfect match–the campus heartthrob and the campus beauty. They look absolutely stunning together. This pairing gets my vote!”
“But I really fancy Rupert… sob… Thalia, couldn’t you just turn him down…”
Asher changed direction and walked toward the center of the field.
Rupert Lysander was surrounded by a crowd. He wore a light khaki coat over a white turtleneck sweater, looking refined and elegant. His eyes were full of warmth, exuding a tenderness that was impossible not to be drawn into.
His fingers strummed the guitar strings, ying his own apaniment.
Rupert was singing a popr love song of the time. He sang beautifully, hitting every note perfectly. His voice was gentle, deep, and textured, captivating countless female students.
As the love song ended, someone brought Thalia Winters before Rupert.
Asher stood stone–faced among the spectators, watching this theatrical confession unfold.
Rupert held out the roses to the girl before him, his voice incredibly tender: “Thalia Winters, I like you. Would you go out with me?”
After a burst of cheering from the crowd, the scene fell into utter silence.
Everyone waited for Thalia’s response.
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On that winter night, tiny snowkes drifted through the air, light and graceful, creating a perfectly romantic atmosphere for this confession. It seemed even the heavens were supporting Rupert.
Rupert stood holding the roses, tall and straight, in the center of the crowd–handsome beyondpare and the focus of everyone’s attention.
Not only was Rupert exceptionally good looking and academically aplished, but he also came from a wealthy family. He was the sole heir to the prestigious Lysander family fortune.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman–a match made in heaven.
The answer seemed obvious.
Asher was so tense he forgot to breathe, his fingertips gradually tightening, his heart aching.
However.
Thalia’s answer surprised everyone.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t ept your offer.”
The smile faded from Rupert’s lips.
The night breeze disheveled his ck hair, and the dim lights failed to illuminate the disappointment on his face.
“May I ask why?” His mood seemed to have sunk, his voice even slightly trembling.
The girl pursed her lips, her expression cool andposed, her tone revealing no emotion whatsoever. “Because I’m not interested in dating right now, and I don’t have time for rtionships. So I’m sorry, but I can’t ept.”
The crowd erupted inmotion once more.
Asher raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smile.
He was very satisfied with this response.
Thalia turned and left immediately, never taking the bouquet of roses.
Asher knew that Thalia had many suitors during her university years. She probably rejected over a dozen such confessions annually, so it was normal for her not to remember what each confessor looked like.
But Asher remembered clearly the name and face of every person who confessed to Thalia Winters.
<i>So </i>when he saw Rupert with Thalia at the restaurant on Valentine’s Day, he felt a genuine sense of crisis.
Recalling all this, Asher’s eyes grew dark. “I never expected that after all these years, you still haven’t given up.‘
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Rupert smiled, appearing perfectlyposed. “I should thank you for giving me the opportuary, Ms. Mart
Asher watched him with narrowed, vignt eyes. “Stay away from her?
Rupert’s eyebrow arched slightly. “What right does Mr. ckwood have to say such things to me?
Asher gave a cold snort. “You won’t stand a chance. Lia only has me in her heart.”
Rupert wasn’t angered, maintaining his elegant demeanor. “Then we shall see.*
That night, Thalia had a nightmare.
In her dream, she was running across a vast, deste wastnd.
Behind her were vicious criminals.
She ran forward with all her might, when suddenly the scene changed. Her neck was seized, and Tom Malfoy’s face suddenly loomed before her eyes. The man’s smile was cold and gloomy, like a fierce ghost <b>from </b>helling to im her life.
Breathing became increasingly difficult. Just as she felt she was about to die<b>, </b>the scene changed again. She saw her sister Lucy tied to a chair, with Tom Malfoy smiling as he poured gasoline over Lucy’s body.
“No! No!” Thalia screamed. “Don’t touch her! Stop!”
Suddenly, Tom Malfoy’s face began to contort grotesquely, transforming into that of the bespectacled man.
“Die-” The bespectacled man hurled concentrated sulfuric acid at her with a twisted expression.
“Ah-” Thalia woke with a scream, bolting upright, her body drenched in cold sweat
The night was silent and still.
In the darkness, the woman’s rapid breathing was particrly clear.
After a long while, Thalia finally regained herposure.
Her phone screen lit up.
Thalia picked up the phone and nced at it.
Three–thirty in the morning.
She had received an anonymous text message.
She had received an anonymous text message.
<b>[</b>If you want your sister to live, do exactly as I say.]