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."

even though graduation is near, I urge you not to miss out on this golden opportunity. With your talent, winning the jewelry design competition is within reach,"

her place with her designs Rupert gave to Bridget, claiming Sylvia owed her. This time, Sylvia was

in!" she immediately

We all really hoped you'd represent the school to take part in the competition."

the spirit. Now, quickly fill out and send me the application form," urged

"Will do."

up, Sylvia opened the blank

send, her

to take control

confirmation message, she clenched her phone against

become a great designer, and I

room, and erased any traces of her stay. Then, she packed her bag and

return to school for a few days, taking advantage of the time given to graduates to look for

...

At the school.

the subway station, Sylvia saw a

car worth millions couldn't hide its opulence even

It was Rupert's car.

a flowing

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