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..."

Miriam's car also arrived, and

to have eaten something bad, she's

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

had overindulged at

she heard

going on?" she quickly

the tap to rinse

Miriam's

"Bridget, are you pregnant?"

the color drained

my! This is wonderful! If you're pregnant, Rupert will

dreaming about the

Bridget's face turned pale, raising her voice to interrupt,

saying that, she headed

followed, chirping, "Are you mad? This is great news! Don't you want to secure your position by

to,

But what about Rupert?

pregnant, stop making

Bridget retreated to her room, lying on the bed,

she was eight days

previous months, which were always on