After the divorce, he begged

Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

“I want to beat one of my classmates,” Emily said, her voice firm despite her youth. “I’m going to prove I’m better than her in every way.”

Rebecca was slightly surprised. She hadn’t expected this kid to bo

so competitive.

“Ms. Jensen.” Emily reached out to take her hand, her eyes bright and eager. “Will you be really strict with me? I want to learn as fast as I can.”

“Okay,” Rebecca agreed.

Emily beamed and threw herself into the lesson with intense focus.

Rebecca was a true master of classical dance. In her prime, she had won numerous national awards. Even after marriage, she never let go of her passion.

As the lesson began, Lucas–watching from the study via monitor–remarked to the mild–mannered man beside him, “Don’t worry. I already talked with Emily. She won’t slip up. Besides, she’s genuinely interested in learning classical dance

now.”

Stephen kept his eyes on the screen, his expression unreadable behind his glasses.

“There’s something I’ve been wondering,” Lucas said, tilting his head.

Stephen glanced his way.

Lucas leaned in slightly. “Shouldn’t we be more focused on Andrea–the one Jeffrey’s keeping around? Why are you so interested in Rebecca? Isn’t she about to be divorced anyway?”

“She filed for divorce, but it hasn’t been finalized yet,” Stephen corrected calmly.

Lucas looked confused. “What’s the difference? A divorce is a divorce, isn’t it?”

won’t happen,” Stephen replied, knowing his brother all

it, but he didn’t press further. It wasn’t like

feed from the study for a while. Once

the dance room, Rebecca continued teaching, completely unaware

Rebecca to stay for lunch, but Rebecca politely declined, explaining she had things

once more before heading out. On her way back,

to talk.]

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called him right away. This time, the phone rang–instead of the dead silence she’d gotten

it only rang about four times, to Rebecca it felt like an eternity. Her mind raced with memories–him

low, rough voice came

After all these years, he actually has the nerve to answer my call,

Is it true?” Richard asked, his voice slow

fired back, “Since when

course I care,” Richard insisted, his tone serious. “She’s not

disappeared,” Rebecca shot back, old wounds reopening as she spoke. “You wouldn’t have abandoned us with all that debt

on the

clenched her jaw, anger

back then?” Richard’s voice sounded weary, older. “If I hadn’t done what I did, things would’ve been

laugh. “You expect me to believe that?” It was like being stabbed and

Richard said, his voice growing more solemn. “Let me explain everything. If you still hate me after that, I’ll go

the call. She hailed a cab and headed straight to the address

was just another one of Richard’s lies, like all the times before. But a small, stubborn part of

hurt me anymore,‘ she thought. ‘Even if this is another scheme, so what? But if there is a chance he

the bar and the exact booth he’d told her

hesitation.

booth was dim, but she immediately spotted the middle–aged

look in

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