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.

left, Rupert spilled his

private room to use the restroom and overheard suppressed

what those sounds meant, but she

his nature, considering they were eventually to be married, and there would

over another woman,

not to reveal her presence. She glanced at Sylvia,

those three

you see Sylvia? What took her so

less than Sylvia, that everyone seemed so concerned about

her makeup. Seems like she's really putting in the

nodded, assuming Sylvia was primping

around, pointing at the nearly drunk

should send him home to rest if he's that

the principal

Bridget alone with

men. She raised her glass towards them. "Gentlemen, this drink is on behalf of