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.

had been lounging, scrutinizing the area, until

from the others around

someone's doing!" she

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

there's definitely someone here." Bridget scanned the lawn suspiciously, pointing to a patch of trampled grass.

stepped closer, chuckling softly. "What kind of person has feet that slim? Probably just where the

them, it was Sylvia's twisted

search, her eyes landing on

moved towards it step

the other

and small decorative ponds like this were usually drained, leaving only a

too close, she'd spot

Bridget recalled, "I thought I

Maybe you're just exhausted?" the man suggested

things! Did you know I got a

leave, that little sneake Sylvia disappeared too? She

continued moving

about ready to leap out of

indeed tipped Bridget

wonder she and the doctor had

about to look down and spot the phone, a voice called out

"Dr. Lennon!"