Sylvia's POV:

Rufus' hands were very warm, and my feet couldn't help flinching involuntarily. But he didn't allow me to back down and put on the other shoe for me.

The shoes fit in my feet perfectly. I wonder how he knew my size so accurately. And when I remembered that he even knew the size of my clothes, I felt so embarrassed that I bit my lower lip and looked at him shyly.

Rufus didn't say anything. He just stood up after putting on my shoes.

I tidied up my dress nervously and prepared to get out of the car. Rufus stretched out his hand and looked at me with his deep eyes.

When I noticed the scrutiny in the eyes of the crowd, I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether I should take his hand or not. But I couldn't embarrass him in public. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable if I angered him.