Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 576

Sylvia could tell Chris had seen right through her, so she didn’t bother pretending. “What’s going on with him? Is this about what happened with Yves last time?”

Chris frowned, unsure where to even begin.

After the Yves incident, Sylvia had grown totally averse to Rupert.

Rupert, for his part, looked calm on the outside, but every bit of his turmoil showed itself in how slowly he was recovering.

He was in a dark place.

It got so bad he had to get a minor spinal procedure, and he’s still in recovery—walking with a cane.

Chris opened his mouth, but then remembered Rupert’s warning.

Don’t tell Sylvia.

From the day he’d met Rupert, Chris knew the guy was cold and obsessive. Rupert was convinced Sylvia belonged to him, and he’d keep her through business logic and sheer force, never warmth.

Sylvia, on the other hand, was stubborn and conflicted.

The person she cared about, and the person she tried hardest to ignore, were one and the same—Rupert.

Her biggest pain was that her head and her heart just couldn’t line up.

Watching them, Chris sometimes wondered if things would’ve been better if, back then, Sylvia had owned up to that night, admitted she was the woman, and just married Rupert while everyone was still talking about it.

But after all that had happened, he realized a forced marriage—unaccepted by both—would never end well, no matter how hard Rupert tried to hold on.

Like now: Reese was disabled. In an ordinary family, the Garcias wouldn’t even give her a second look.

But she was the Sanford heiress. When she and Rupert stood together, everyone called them a match made in heaven.

Well.

Maybe it was for the best if they split.

Even Chris thought so.

“Dr. Chris?” Sylvia called softly, snapping him out of his thoughts.

Chris cleared his throat. “Yeah, it’s kind of about Yves. Rupert had a bad accident—hurt his back. He’s recovering, can’t put too much strain on it, but, uh… don’t worry. Everything will work just fine in the future.”

Sylvia paused, then realized what he meant by “work just fine.” She shot him a glare. “Christine!”

“Hey! Only my mom calls me that. Watch it,” Chris snapped, bristling.

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