Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 199

She had this gut feeling that her unborn child was supposed to be her lucky star, destined to bring her everything she ever wanted.

But now, for reasons she couldn't fathom, it felt like all those dreams were slipping through her fingers.

Determined not to give up without a fight, she dressed to the nines and headed to the Garcia residence. She thought if she could share bed with Rupert today, it wouldn't matter if their baby came a bit early.

What she didn't expect was the bombshell news waiting for her.

As the realization set in, Bridget's hand dropped from her belly, a sharp pain spreading through her body.

It was clear now; she was going to lose the baby, and Rupert wouldn't come anywhere near her today.

Then Sylvia's baby must be lost too, and Rupert would have no excuse to marry Sylvia against Tristan’s wish.

With a resigned sigh, Bridget touched up her makeup and slipped her earrings into a small jewelry box she always carried with her.

Before Rupert could return to the living room, she made her entrance.

"Mr. Tristan, Mrs. Fiona, Mrs. Naomi," she greeted.

Tristan barely acknowledged her with a grunt, clearly unimpressed with her recent antics.

Fiona, ever the gracious host, smiled warmly. "Bridget, you're looking for Rupert? A servant accidentally spilled some soup on him; he's just changing his clothes. Why don't you sit down and wait?"

Bridget didn't sit. Instead, she opened her jewelry box, making a show of it in front of Naomi.

"I actually came to see Sylvia. I feel terrible about not paying her enough attention at my birthday party. I bought these earrings to make it up to her."

Naomi's eyes lit up at the sight of the earrings, easily worth a small fortune. Her excitement barely contained, she pointed towards the backyard. "Sylvia's out there packing. Go ahead."

"I'll do that, then," said Bridget, moving to leave.

Tristan paid no mind to the trivialities, letting Bridget go on her way.