Chapter 200

Sylvia had considered dozens of scenarios, even suspecting Bridget might want her help in getting an abortion, thus making her the villain for ages. But never in her wildest dreams did she imagine Bridget pushing her into the chilly lake that autumn.

The Garcia family's man-made lake was deep, and Sylvia was immediately engulfed by the bone-chilling water.

She struggled desperately, "Hel-"

As soon as she opened her mouth, water rushed in, preventing her from uttering a complete sentence.

Sylvia thought it was the end for her until Bridget suddenly started screaming for help.

""Help! Sylvia's fallen into the lake!"

Bridget's cries drew a crowd.

But by then, Sylvia, weighed down by her waterlogged coat, was barely struggling, her body sinking deeper.

Suddenly, a figure plunged into the water and forcefully hauled her to shore.

Sylvia coughed up water, dazedly looking at the man holding her.

It was Rupert.

His head bowed, water dripping from his hair, his eyes fixated on her, tinged with crimson.

"Sylvia, Sylvia."

never called

""It hurts."

her

beige knit dress now sported a faint

period

rarely experienced menstrual cramps,

woke up again, the pain in her abdomen

of Rupert sitting by the bed still

eyes emotionless as he said softly,

you I couldn't be carrying your

fingers twitched on

in a

"Since there's nothing wrong,

to blame

She said it

was an accident."

"What did you say!"

voice suddenly sharp, like a burst balloon, trembling as

her, standing up without a

said what needed to be said. Don't

accident? What if I had been pregnant? Would you just

uncontrollably, gripping the blanket to steady herself, her eyes filled with sorrow and hatred as

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