Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 199

She had this gut feeling that her unborn child was supposed to be her lucky star, destined to bring her everything she ever wanted.

But now, for reasons she couldn't fathom, it felt like all those dreams were slipping through her fingers.

Determined not to give up without a fight, she dressed to the nines and headed to the Garcia residence. She thought if she could share bed with Rupert today, it wouldn't matter if their baby came a bit early. What she didn't expect was the bombshell news waiting for her.

As the realization set in, Bridget's hand dropped from her belly, a sharp pain spreading through her body.

It was clear now; she was going to lose the baby, and Rupert wouldn't come anywhere near her today.

Then Sylvia's baby must be lost too, and Rupert would have no excuse to marry Sylvia against Tristan's wish.

With a resigned sigh, Bridget touched up her makeup and slipped her earrings into a small jewelry box she always carried with her.

Before Rupert could return to the living room, she made her entrance.

"Mr. Tristan, Mrs. Fiona, Mrs. Naomi," she greeted.

acknowledged her with a grunt, clearly unimpressed

his clothes. Why don't you sit down and wait?" Bridget didn't sit. Instead, she

came to see Sylvia. I feel terrible about not paying her enough attention at my birthday party. I bought these

earrings, easily worth a small fortune. Her excitement barely contained, she pointed towards the backyard.

trivialities, letting

on the other hand, couldn't help but

look on her daughter.

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Stiful the earrings would

Fiona remained, sipping her tea, her gaze lingering

...

just about to

"Sylvia, can we talk?"

BUMS

to leave. Bridget blocked her

soured his view of the Simpson

any last-minute drama, Sylvia reluctantly agreed to