Chapter 7

Under Rupert's icy stare, Sylvia pressed her lips together, trying to keep her cool.

But the pain of the past eight years was too much, and despite her efforts, her fingers trembled, and she turned her face away forcefully.

Rupert looked away, his voice laced with disdain, "Thinking of getting pregnant behind my back?"

Sylvia frowned deeply, her gaze inadvertently catching Naomi.

The pills were bought by Naomi. Could it be she still harbored hopes of Sylvia marrying Rupert?

But under Rupert's cold glare, Naomi was shaking like a leaf.

Compared to Tristan, Naomi was more terrified of Rupert. She wouldn't dare pull any stunts under Rupert's watchful eyes.

What in the world was going on?

Sylvia lifted her eyes, surrounded by gazes from all around. Among these, one gaze was particularly striking. Bridget.

in a semi-smile, reminding Sylvia of unpleasant past

hand, and said in earnest, "Sylvia, I'm sorry, I

take fertility treatments. If I hadn't gone to comfort you and overheard your plan, wouldn't you have succeeded? If you really got pregnant, what would happen to me and Mr. Rupert?" After speaking, Bridget's tears fell

outraged, taking

did get pregnant, with the child as her leverage, Rupert would have no choice but to

such despicable tactics in my life. It's a good thing Bridget was considerate and didn't fall into

what other trouble she'll stir up in the

like daggers, piercing Sylvia's heart. Just like in her past life, everyone protected Bridget, making Sylvia out to be

had heard it so often that

eyes meeting Bridget's, who, despite her fragile appearance, had a calculating glint

tears, and while doing so, she turned and flashed Sylvia a smirk. It was a mixture

were

voice as gentle as

If it helps the Garcia family and you recover from this loss, I'm willing to

not seen Bridget's triumphant expression, just hearing her voice would make anyone believe

realized she had

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