Chapter 14

He must have been stayed at Bridget's place.

In her past life, it was also this day that Rupert stayed over at Bridget's, which eventually led to the birth of their son, Rufus.

Sylvia tightened her grip on the blanket, thinking that without her in the picture, this family of three should finally find happiness. If only her Stella...

She caressed her belly, slowly drifting into sleep. In her dream, Stella was lying on her lap, pestering her for stories. How wonderful.

...

When she woke up again, it was already late morning.

The house was empty; as expected, Rupert hadn't come back.

Sylvia sat on the couch, her expression blank, not feeling sad because her heart had turned numb in her past life.

Anyway, she was going to witness Rupert splurging at auctions for Bridget. She'd see their son's birthday bash that would be the talk of Kingstoria. And even see Rupert snatch away all her designs for Bridget's career. Just as she was pondering, the sudden ring of her phone startled her. Seeing the caller ID, Sylvia quickly answered.

"Professor White."

on this golden opportunity. With your talent, winning the jewelry

Rupert. And it was Bridget who took her place with her designs Rupert gave to Bridget, claiming Sylvia owed her. This time, Sylvia was determined to

in!" she immediately

you'd represent the school to take part in the competition." "You can count on me. I'll give it

and send me the application form,"

"Will do."

hanging up, Sylvia opened the blank application form and quickly filled

send, her

she was determined to take

message, she clenched her

become a great designer, and I will fulfill that promise in this

Sylvia got up, cleaned the guest room, and erased any traces of her stay. Then, she packed her bag

planned to return to school for a few days, taking advantage

...

At the school.

station, Sylvia saw a crowd gathered

hide

It was Rupert's car.

Bridget stepped out in a flowing teal dress, each movement showcasing

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