Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 233

In her panic, she twisted her ankle on the soft grass, and her phone slipped from

her grasp, skidding down the slope straight into the ornamental pond.

She didn't spare a moment to retrieve it, quickly ducking into hiding.

Meanwhile, the man, needing to shield Bridget, arrived a step later behind the bushes.

A stray cat leaped out, pausing to lick its paw.

The man turned to pull Bridget into his arms, a mischievous look on his face. "It's just a cat."

But as he leaned closer, Bridget shoved him away with a look of disgust.

"Stop it, I'm really not feeling well."

The man immediately shrugged off his leather jacket and draped it over Bridget's shoulders.

Bridget, however, kept her gaze fixed on the paw-licking feline, squinting suspiciously. "Something's off. I feel like someone's watching."

The man shrugged. "You're too tense. Let me take you home."

Ignoring him, Bridget brushed off his hand, striding over to the cat and giving it a swift kick.

The cat, agile as ever, yowled and darted away.

been lounging, scrutinizing the area, until she noticed a

break looked different from

This has to be someone's doing!" she exclaimed, panic rising

cat was pretty wild. Could've

Bridget scanned the lawn suspiciously, pointing to a patch of trampled grass.

of person has feet that slim? Probably just where the cat

to them, it was Sylvia's twisted ankle that had left

continued her search, her eyes landing on the

it step by

in the bushes on the other side, felt her heart pounding in

ponds like this were

got too close, she'd spot

recalled, "I thought I heard

overthinking this. Maybe you're just exhausted?" the man

Did you know I got a call

leave, that little sneake Sylvia disappeared too? She

explained, she continued

heart was about ready to

had indeed

the doctor had left so

down and spot the phone, a voice called out from behind

"Dr. Lennon!"