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.

cat had been lounging, scrutinizing the

break looked different from

be someone's doing!" she exclaimed, panic

it, unfazed. "That cat was pretty wild.

lawn suspiciously, pointing to a

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

it was Sylvia's twisted ankle that

convinced, continued her search, her eyes landing

towards it

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

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

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

recalled, "I thought I heard a

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

not imagining things! Did you know

Sylvia disappeared too? She must be onto

explained, she continued

heart was about ready to leap out

had indeed

wonder she and the doctor had

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

"Dr. Lennon!"