Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 192

In the car.

Just as Rupert and Bridget settled into their seats, the driver, donning white gloves, awkwardly turned to Rupert.

"Sir, if we're not heading to the office, I'll take Madison Avenue then."

"Sure."

Rupert responded softly, continuing to rest with his eyes closed.

Bridget then realized the driver wasn't the familiar face she was used to and curiously asked, "Why did we suddenly change drivers? He doesn't even know his way around." With his eyes still closed, Rupert's voice was cold, "Not knowing the way can be fixed, not recognizing who pays your salary cannot."

A crack appeared on Bridget's face, her freshly manicured nails digging into the leather seat.

Yet, she maintained a smile, "Understood."

The rest of the ride passed in silence.

Upon reaching the Simpson family estate, Bridget didn't dare to ask Rupert to stay longer, merely said goodbye, and scurried out of the car like she was escaping. Rupert didn't linger either and walked away.

Perhaps it was the overwhelming pressure, but Bridget felt a wave of weakness wash over her, her stomach churning.

She pushed past the butler who came to help with her gown, and rushed into the bathroom to vomit.

"Ugh...ugh..."

moment, Miriam's car also arrived, and a servant

to have eaten something

check on her." Miriam said, while instructing, "Prepare some

had overindulged at

heard the sounds of retching and

going on?" she

on the tap to rinse her

the mirror, Miriam's face was

"Bridget, are you pregnant?"

hands froze, and the color drained from

you're pregnant, Rupert will surely

was dreaming about

face turned pale, raising her voice to interrupt, "Don't be ridiculous! I'm not

saying that,

followed, chirping, "Are you mad? This is great news! Don't you want

wanted to,

But what about Rupert?

I said I'm not pregnant, stop making things up, it's

retreated to her room, lying on the bed, she immediately checked her

showed she was eight

months, which were always