After the divorce, he begged

Chapter 145

Rebecca slammed the car door and ran toward Amelia’s hospital room. With every step, her chest tightened, a storm of emotions she didn’t understand swirling inside her.

Two minutes later, she was at Amelia’s door. A man in a suit sat beside the bed; his profile was good–looking. Rebecca stepped in and fought to keep her voice level. “Who are you, and what are you doing in my mother’s room?”

The man turned at the sound of her voice, and Rebecca finally saw his face.

Compared to what she’d seen on the surveillance camera, he looked even more composed and cold. His eyes were steady, carrying a calm that came from weathering countless storms, and his entire presence radiated the power and confidence of someone used to holding sway.

Rebecca had met all sorts of people growing up, so it only took a glance to know this man was far from ordinary. She thought, ‘He must be a tough person to deal with.

“I’m your mother’s friend.” He looked at Rebecca and hesitated, something unreadable flashing in his eyes. “You’re Rebecca, aren’t you?”

Rebecca tensed. “You know who I am?” She’d never seen the man before, and Amelia had never mentioned him. The only way he could know her name was if he’d been digging into her mother’s life.

“Your

mentioned you before,” the man replied casually, his eyes still locked on Rebecca. “Has she ely?”

my mom talk about you,” Rebecca said, moving to the other side of Amelia’s bed. She nan standing behind her. “She never said anything about having any old friends, either.”

lace relaxed. “I’m not surprised you haven’t heard about me. It’s been nearly twenty years since in and I last met.”

tca furrowed her brow. The secretary leaned in behind the man, lowering his voice for only the man to

Boss, you and Rebecca really share a resemblance. Is she your daughter with Amelia?”

was startled and thought, ‘So that’s why Rebecca looked familiar; now

his head, he suddenly asked in an almost probing

to reveal anything personal until she knew his identity. “Who are you, and why do you keep turning up

the man might be her mom’s old friend–she couldn’t figure out what he wanted

her.

herself when she wakes up,” the man said, dodging again. His gaze settled on Rebecca, heavier

secretary was speechless. He thought, ‘Way

and thought, ‘If May’s right, this man has some serious history with Mom. Otherwise, why would Mom lose it when she saw that photo I

said, gaze

without hesitation. “We’re not exactly familiar enough

man thought, ‘If Rebecca is my daughter with Amelia, trying to patch things up as father and daughter

in August

without missing a

number,” he said, pulling out a sleek business card. His long fingers looked

it. She wondered, ‘Are we

out the card. There was a softness

face for any reaction, testing him. “She said I should keep

her hand. “Don’t let other

lowered her gaze, staring at the string of digits for a moment, her expression unreadable. With both

daughter with Amelia, winning her

She trusted May and Amelia–they were the only ones who’d truly ever looked out for her. “My mom doesn’t want others hanging around. Don’t come here

man stopped; he hadn’t expected Rebecca

friends don’t vanish for twenty years,” Rebecca retorted, voice iced

to say something, but when he caught Rebecca’s cold, distant stare, all the

just ignored him, staying silent. She thought, ‘Whether Amelia did a good job or not is none of