Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 79

It felt like an eternity before Rupert finally released Sylvia. She slumped against the wall, her breaths short and rapid. Her lips, flushed and slightly parted, tested Rupert's self-control, pushing it to the very edge of reason. He made to move closer again, but Sylvia sharply

turned her face away.

"What are you playing at? One moment cold, the next sweet?"

"What do you mean?" Rupert casually wiped the trace of blood from his lips, a testament to how hard she had bitten him in her anger.

Listening to his nonchalant tone, Sylvia glared at him. "Can you seriously stand there and play dumb? All the things you've done for Bridget, do I really need to spell them out for you? If you love her that much, why do you treat me this way? Am I really that worthless to you, to be used and trampled on at will? Can your love drama not involve me? I'm not interested in the slightest!

Thanks for the hangover cure. I'm fine now."

With those words, Sylvia brushed past him, not looking back as she left.

...

In the private room.

Sylvia left, Rupert spilled his drink and headed

left the private room to

sounds meant, but she never imagined they would

boundaries. She had thought it was just his nature, considering they were eventually to be married, and there

visibly losing control over another woman, like a

presence. She glanced at Sylvia, scoffed quietly to herself,

entering, Bridget saw those three lecherous men

so long? She

she any less than Sylvia, that everyone seemed so concerned

thought, she forced a smile. "No, just touching up her makeup. Seems like she's

impress. The men nodded, assuming Sylvia

pointing at

we should send him home to rest if

care of him." The others stood up to assist the principal out of the room, eager to escape the

Bridget alone

glass towards them. "Gentlemen, this drink is on behalf of Sylvia. Please, take good care of