Chapter 356

The moment Sylvia heard that Tristan Garcia was coming, she shoved Rupert

away.

Rupert, still recovering from his injury, swayed unsteadily on the bed before managing to steady himself, his eyes darkening as he looked at Sylvia.

"You should go," he said quietly.

"Yeah," Sylvia replied after a beat, realizing she couldn't explain this mess on her

own.

But just as she turned to leave, the door burst open.

Tristan stormed in, and the second he saw Rupert's wounded leg, his face twisted

with rage.

He barely glanced at Sylvia before his hand shot out a sharp, echoing slap cracked across her face.

"This is how you repay the Garcia family for taking you in? What a disgrace!"

Sylvia, still weak, staggered back and slammed into the wall. Stars exploded in her vision and she tasted blood at the corner of her mouth.

But Tristan wasn't finished. He raised his hand to strike again-only this time, Rupert caught his arm mid-air, stopping him cold.

movement tore open Rupert's stitches, dark red seeping through the bandages almost

what she's done to you,

his gaze flicking to Sylvia's swollen cheek. His face was

yanked his arm

stood there, father and son, locked in a

Tristan, suddenly rushed

move! Your

please, don't be angry. Mr.

the red handprint

frowned, saying nothing to defend her—or to

what you meant, Sylvia thought

door. "Get out.

stepped forward, her

"Don't take it personally, Sylvia. Tristan's just worried about Mr. Rupert. Maybe you

bruise. Besides, there's nothing for

was clear-Bridget was the lady of the

an outsider.

and slipped out

when

him. "Are

was bad enough as

you're bleeding O everywhere. You want

and Bridget stared, stunned into

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