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.

stood where the cat had been lounging, scrutinizing the area,

different from the others

be someone's

at it, unfazed. "That cat was pretty wild. Could've easily snapped

someone here." Bridget scanned the lawn suspiciously, pointing to a patch

has feet that slim? Probably just where the cat rolled

Sylvia's twisted

half convinced, continued her search, her eyes landing on

towards it step by

on the other side, felt her heart

autumn, and small decorative ponds like this were usually drained,

got too close, she'd spot Sylvia's phone

thought

overthinking this. Maybe you're just exhausted?"

Did you know I got a

took leave, that little sneake Sylvia disappeared too?

explained, she continued moving toward

to leap out

indeed tipped

and the doctor had left

look down and spot the

"Dr. Lennon!"