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Chapter 2593

As a boyfriend, Eugene was truly flawless in his thoughtfulness.

“Last night's thunderstorm was so loud—I almost called you, but then | worried I'd wake you up with my call instead of the

thunder.” Eugene reached across the table to serve her svegetables. “When you toldthis morning you slept well, | was

relieved.”

Sylvia smiled gently. “You don’t have to worry aboutall the time. | can take care of myself. That night was just a fluke.”

A rare fluke—one that only happened once in many years.

Eugene chuckled softly. “Missing someone is just instinct. It's not something you can control.”

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Sylvia arched a brow, then lowered her gaze and continued eating.

Eugene, ever attentive, ladled ssoup into her bowl, his expression warm. “Saturday'sing up—I'm visiting my

grandmother. Would you like toe?”

“Sure, | don’t have anything planned on Saturday, and even if | did, | could reschedule.” Sylvia's smile was gentle. “As long as we

don’t disturb Grandma Winters’ rest, I'm happy to go.”

“We won't. She actually calledyesterday to ask if you'd being. She said if you weren't, then | shouldn't bothering

either. | guess people get a little childish as they get older.” Eugene's tone was fond as he went on, “We'll have lunch with her, and

in the afternoon, there's a concert by a well-known orchestra. The tickets were tough to get, but | pulled sstrings and

managed.”

“Sounds great.” Sylvia had no objections to his plans at all.

Eugene smiled quietly to himself. Sometimes, he almost wished she'd push back a little—say what she really wanted. Her

easygoingpliance, while endearing, made her feel a little distant, as if she were still standing just out of reach.

Sylvia seemed to sense what he was thinking. She looked up and said, “This is my first real relationship, so | might not get

everything right. If there's something | should change, just tell me—Ill try.”

Eugene shook his head. “There's nothing wrong. If anything, | wish you'd voice your opinions more. Like, if you don’t enjoy

concerts, tell me—we can go somewhere else for a date.”

“But | do like concerts,” Sylvia replied earnestly.

Eugene couldn't help but find her seriousness adorable, and his affection for her grew. “That was just an example. | just want you

to tellhow you really feel. We're a couple, not client and consultant. You don’t have to hide your thoughts from me.”

Sylvia nodded. “Okay.”

Her formal response made Eugene shake his head. half exasperated. half amused. In the end. all he could sav was. “Svlvia. vou're

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