Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 240

Chris was just like always. Though he was a doctor, he had this knack for turning every conversation into a stand-up comedy routine.

His tone was always upbeat, brimming with energy and optimism.

It was hard to believe this was the same guy who'd go wild when he and Bridget were together.

If Sylvia hadn't already seen through his facade, she would've thought, like most people, that being friends with Chris was a joy.

Even she once considered that maybe, just maybe, in a past life, Chris's wrongdoings were all Rupert's doing.

But now, it was clear. He did it all willingly.

When he operated on Stella, he had no intention of letting her pull through.

At that time, the only thing tying Sylvia to Rupert was their child.

Because of the child, Rupert, a man of his stature, couldn't just abandon his wife and daughter. So he was stuck, torn between his affection for Bridget and their illegitimate child and his desire to get rid of Sylvia and Stella.

And with Chris and Bridget's inside help, Sylvia and Stella didn't stand a chance.

Sylvia never imagined that this joyful man would go so far as to help his lover marry his best friend with their son in tow.

Lost in thought, Sylvia didn't notice Chris approaching until he was right in front of her, squatting down, reaching for her foot.

She pulled back, wincing, "Don't touch me!"

aback by the hostility in Sylvia's voice. Although she had never been

blatant animosity was

Chris

was then Sylvia realized

dealing with, Bridget and Chris, were masters of

Rupert backing them, she

Chris caught wind that she knew something, she could be in real

Sylvia furrowed her brow and feigned pain, "It hurts

all sincere, "You should've said so. Don't worry, I'll handle it."

he knelt

doing down there?" came Rupert's cold voice from

glanced at his knee. "What, you want

"Move over," Rupert gestured.

treating an injury, not proposing.

leaning in to examine Sylvia's

gripped the wheelchair handles tightly, puzzled. Was Chris really putting on

seemed to match the glowing reviews from nurses and

Warm and attentive.

and

her daze, Chris stood up, dusting off his knee, his gaze fixed

minor scrape, mostly a sprain. How'd you sprain

might be

"Outside the studio,