Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 458

Chapter 458

The man across from her looked up sharply when he heard the words "Uncle Rupert." His icy gaze landed right on her.

Sylvia instinctively dropped her eyes, trying to escape that stare, but her gaze fell right to his and Reese's slippers.

Matching slippers.

With little cartoon ducks.

If there was one thing everyone knew about Rupert, it was that he was practically allergic to warmth. The guy was colder than a New England winter.

He never changed for anyone.

Bridget had been around for over three years, and not once did he alter a single habit for her.

Even in Sylvia's last life-eight years together-he'd only ever worn the guest slippers, never the cute ones. Never anything picked out just for him.

But now? He'd changed. Willingly.

If Bridget ever found out, she'd realize just how pointless all her old jealousy really

was.

Rupert's heart had been

broke the silence: "Oh shoot! My chicken! Sylvia, can you come help me out

eager for an excuse to get away from the awkward tension

around too quickly and nearly lost her balance,

caught her with one hand, cool as ever. "You don't need to

I can't just keep sitting around waiting for you to cook for me. Anyway, I've got oil all over me-don't let me

Reese fussed over Rupert's shirt, trying

blank. It was obvious Reese had tried Rupert's cooking before. If

grabbing her hand and pulling her toward

thought Reese's cooking would be a mess-she'd

the kitchen was spotless, everything organized, veggies cut into neat matchsticks. Reese stirred the skillets humming. "Sylvia, try this

(not chopsticks, of course) with a piece of

hesitated, but took a bite. She froze-this tasted exactly how Rupert

it.

her secret crush, she'd learned all his favorite dishes, just to cook for him. This braised

really love

as good as the Garcias'

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