NovelEnglishChapter 232 Sylvia was stunned by the man's attitude, but what followed left her even more shocked.
"If the baby's gone, it's gone. There's nothing more important tothan you," he said, cupping Bridget's face with his hands and gently wiping away the tears from her eyes before leaning in for a kiss.
Bridget was taken aback at first, then she pushed him away. "Are you crazy? This is a hospital! What if someone sees us?" "Don't you like it?" he asked with a cheeky grin, his voice dripping with a mischievous charm.
His hand stayed firmly on her face, ignoring Bridget's anger, as he kissed her again with a boldness that left no room for protest.
Initially, Bridget resisted, but after a few moments, she wrapped her arms around him, and they kissed with a passion that filled the air, the sound of their kisses almost echoing in the quiet room.
Sylvia, in disbelief, quickly pulled out her phone to capture the scene. Unfortunately, a tangle of branches obscured her view, and she had to keep adjusting the angle, carefully parting the softer branches to get a clearer shot.
Gradually, the image on her phone becclearer, especially the figure of the man. His leather jacket had a large eagle emblem on the back, with a line of letters below likely smotorcycle club initials, though Bridget's embrace obscured part of it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis hair was short, his demeanor carefree and rebellious, a stark contrast to Bridget's polished, high-society aura.
Their kiss grew more intense, and the man's hand slipped inside Bridget's coat, exploring, while Bridget gasped softly.
Though she looked pale, clearly unwell, there was an undeniable hint of pleasure on her face amidst the discomfort.
"Can he give you this?" the man murmured against her cheek, his breath warm.
"No, he can't. He doesn't even touch me. But... careful, someone might cby, and I'm still not feeling great," Bridget protested playfully.
"It's late autumn here, practically deserted. No one's around. I'll just make you feel better," he reassured her, stealing another kiss.
Bridget melted into his arms, her expression a mix of emotions.
Sylvia, however, was frozen in place.
Rupert hadn't touched Bridget? No wonder Bridget was so secretive about her pregnancy.
But... hadn't she and Rupert been together for over three years? Then how did the child named Rufus cabout? Sylvia's mind raced, her grip tightening on her phone.
On the the man's other hand Tegh Bridget's hair, resting on her shoulder, on her shoulder, revealing a e of his wristwatch, belongs to A custom-made piece, engraved with the initials CL.
Sylvia's eyes widened in disbelief. This man was the one Fanny, Bridget's best friend, had beenel interested in! That meant he was...
The man kissed Bridget deeply, his face turning just enough to reveal eyes filled with desire.
Sylvia's blood ran cold, a mix of fear and hatred boiling within her.
How could she ever forget those eyes? He was the one who took Stella's kidney, leaving her to die in that hospital bed.
CL, Chris Lennon.
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No wonder Bridget managed to dodge the paternity tests and produce so many false reportoolaccusing Sylvia of harming her and the baby.
He was the one helping Bridget from the shadows.
No wonder he could smile while announcing the baby's death tom to m e Sylvia, the mother.
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Sylvia was trembling with rage, struggling to breathe, and in her fury, she snapped a branch.
The crack was terribly loud in the stillness.
"Who's there?" someone called out.
Sylvia snapped back to reality and quickly made her escape.
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