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Ella felt her mind rocked to the core.

Gregory slid Jeffrey’s marriage license into his pocket, his voice as steady as ever. “May I have her now?” asked Gregory.

“But…” Ella faltered, giving Gregory a suspicious look. “If Rebecca were Jeffrey’s wife, why didn’t he help her out at the table when everyone tried to make her drink?”

Gregory didn’t miss a beat. “Mrs. Hanson wants to prove herself and keep things strictly professional between her and the boss,” answered Gregory.

Ella was obviously not buying it for a second.

“If you don’t believe me, just check her chat history with Mr. Hanson,” Gregory said, once again marveling at Jeffrey’s genius planning. “All you need is her fingerprint to unlock her phone.”

With things put that way, Ella had little choice but to believe. Before handing Rebecca over to Gregory, Ella glanced at the woman in her arms and asked, “Rebecca, Jeffrey wants you to go with him. Are you okay with that?”

“Yeah…” Rebecca mumbled, still a bit conscious. She remembered Jeffrey’s threat.

‘If I refuse, he’ll just come knocking on my door,‘ Rebecca thought. ‘I really don’t want anyone to find out about us. We’re about to get divorced anyway!

Seeing Rebecca agree, Ella didn’t insist on keeping her. Since she didn’t know Gregory well, she chose not to hand Rebecca over directly, instead escorting her together with Gregory all the way to Jeffrey’s door.

“Thanks,” Jeffrey said from the heart, appreciating Ella’s thoughtfulness.

“She’s a bit drunk and could use some hangover soup,” Ella said, still concerned. “Do you want to get it from the front desk or have someone bring it up?”

Jeffrey was patient with these things. “Alright, I’ll take care of it,” he answered.

Ella hesitated, gave Rebecca one last look, then turned and walked away.

Gregory watched her leave, and only when Ella’s figure had vanished from sight did he turn to Jeffrey and say, “Ella is really good to Mrs. Hanson; wouldn’t let her guard down for a second.”

Jeffrey asked, “She’s the oldest kid who got thrown out by her family when she was five or six, right?” He’d looked into everyone around Rebecca already.

“Yeah, that’s her,” Gregory answered.

eye on what she needs and help

Gregory answered, ready to

into the room, and Gregory thoughtfully closed the door

waiting. Jeffrey settled Rebecca on the couch, with a tenderness that surprised even himself, spoon–fed her the soup until she finished. Then he gently lifted her

cozy pajamas and helped her wash up a little. For the next few hours, he sat

after 11 p.m. that

head. Thinking she was in her own place, she fumbled her way out of bed toward the bathroom, guided only by the lights

she spotted the blue glow of a laptop and the

flicked on the bedside lamp. Seeing Rebecca’s unfocused eyes, he asked, “Is your head

without thinking, and she

bathroom, Rebecca stumbled out, her brain still feeling like

remember?”

just about to ask what he meant when it all hit

Rebecca’s face, Jeffrey knew

did you have to tell Ella we’re married?” Rebecca asked, still a bit

usual calm way. “Otherwise, I’d have to go downstairs and knock on your door to get you, and then everyone would

to argue back,

at his watch. “I spoke to Ella; if anyone else asks about you, she’s going to say your friend came by,

here?” Rebecca asked, dropping straight to the

couch across from her, his gaze as he looked her way. “I

unreadable

but Rebecca never gave him the chance. As soon as work was over,

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meaning, and her resolve was clear as day. “You were

along with you,”

Jeffrey’s true intentions sharply. “You just want to watch me ruin my life without you, hit a wall so hard I have to come back begging; all

Jeffrey’s lips tightened.

great. Even without you around,

really

am.” Rebecca shot