Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 96

In the emergency room.

Other than a bit of a scare, Bridget was fine.

Wrapped in Rupert's jacket, Freya stood at the foot of the bed, tears streaming down her face. She looked even more pitiful than Bridget, who had actually been in the water. Propped up by pillows, Bridget didn't wait for Freya to explain before she quietly started to cry.

"Rupert, it's my fault. I misunderstood Freya's intentions towards you, which is why I took your jacket. I... I accidentally hit her.

I just didn't expect her to suddenly go nuts and push me into the pond. Thankfully, you arrived just in time; otherwise, I can't even begin to imagine what might have happened." Unlike Freya, who seemed to wear her vulnerability on her sleeve, Bridget wiped away her tears with elegance, embodying the grace of a wealthy heiress to the fullest.

Both were crying, but it was clear who did it more beautifully. A man like Rupert would never settle for someone who only played the victim.

Bridget glanced at Freya with a hint of superiority, as if saying, "Your time to beg for mercy will come!"

However, to Bridget's surprise, Freya didn't beg for mercy. Instead, she dramatically fell to her knees at Rupert's feet.

"I swear it wasn't on purpose! I'm just an ordinary girl. How could I possibly offend your fiancée? It was just... Ms. Simpson hit me so hard. I just wanted to explain that there was nothing going on between us, but somehow, she ended up in the pond. Mr. Garcia, if you don't believe me, just look at my face."

to admit her mistake, but in reality, she was playing the victim. Kneeling, she looked up at Rupert, adopting the most pitiable posture imaginable. It was a scene designed to fulfill every man's fantasy of being the protector, especially with her face

cried, and as she cried, she wiped away

in the bed, was so angry she wished she could march over and confront

she was hoping Rupert would spare her an extra glance and remember her. Just as

carry on. Let me know when

words, Rupert turned and left without

up straight and called out softly,

behind him. She immediately turned and

you can turn against your master? You've had your share

was slapped so hard

her head away,

swollen and asymmetrical, making her look somewhat grotesque. She clenched her fists inside the oversized sleeves, yet still

Simpson, I was actually trying to help

harbor inappropriate thoughts. And you dare say you were helping me?" Bridget leaned against the pillows, her face devoid of its usual elegance, laughing

hung her head

of your way to get me into

me to deal with Sylvia

got out, Eloise would never keep me around. So, I had no choice but