Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 231

Dr. Lennon was busy preparing for his afternoon appointments, but there was a noticeable tension in his demeanor.

Dr. Harper, another physician, passed by and gave him a curious glance.

"Dr. Lennon, why didn't you join us for lunch? I didn't see you taking a break in your office either. Where were you?"

Dr. Lennon was visibly startled, dropping the papers he was holding and offering an awkward smile. "I was prepping for a procedure."

"A simple procedure needs that much prep time?"

In today's world, a routine outpatient procedure was hardly considered a major operation.

"The patient was feeling a bit anxious, so I took some time to talk with her," Dr. Lennon replied, maintaining his smile, though a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead.

Dr. Harper didn't press further, nodding as he walked away.

Sylvia, who had overheard the exchange, quickly slipped out of the gathering crowd, making her way in the direction Bridget had gone.

Bridget wasn't feeling well, and her pace was slow; by now, she had only just left the clinic building.

To confirm her suspicions, Sylvia quickened her step.

a man suddenly appeared, grabbing Bridget's arm

a leather jacket and pants, like a biker ready to hit the open road, and his tall frame gave him an air of rugged elegance. Unfortunately, the man had his

about his stature seemed familiar

behind a nearby hedge, almost blending into the greenery, separated from the pair

could vaguely make out

laced with anger: "Did

"What else was I supposed to do? Your

me? You once said if you were carrying my child, you'd go

man shook Bridget's shoulders with

saw her wince in pain, a

over her mouth, terrified that even the sound

Pregnancy, a life abroad.

exactly what Bridget had done

Sylvia's pregnancy was made public, Rupert was pressured into

had parted with Rupert in the rain, shouting that he'd regret

viral, drawing sympathy for Bridget and leaving Sylvia vilified

month.

country heartbroken but had

this man.

why was she