Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 561

She knew it was Lester, but in her dreams, his face was always a blur.

Eventually, she just gave up, opened her eyes, and stared blankly at the stark white ceiling above her.

She had no idea how much time had passed before Chris came in, quietly pushing open the door.

"You're awake? Still feeling sick anywhere?"

"I'm okay." Sylvia propped herself up, shaking her head.

Chris pressed his lips together, looking worried. “Do you remember what happened?"

Sylvia lowered her gaze, replying with dry honesty, "You mean do I remember how

I thought I was so clever, but still got played and ended up jumping off that pier? Yeah. I remember every bit."

Chris's expression froze. He started to explain, "No, actually, he—"

But Sylvia cut him off. "Dr. Chris, do you remember what I told you at the bar that night? Let me say it again: I'd rather go down with the ship than let him show up as my knight in shining armor after the fact."

hesitated. "You have no idea what he

never finished. The door slammed open, hard, stopping

stormed in without so much

the pack was none other than Tristan


Garcia family elders, stony-faced and stiff, and Kay—

stepped forward politely, trying to shield Sylvia. "Tristan, Ms. Winslet, my patient needs

just gave Kay

Chris and strode to Sylvia's

you really think hiding your

no idea what

of hostile eyes, she calmly brushed imaginary crumbs from her

"You really

Tristan already knows your mom's been shacking up with some

wow long

you could keep this quiet?” Cóntent belongs to

photos from her purse and tossed them onto the

them fluttered to the floor, revealing shots of Naomi in bed


family elders, traditional to the core, immediately hardened their expressions. Even their glances at Sylvia were

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