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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.

on what she

answered, ready to

the room, and Gregory thoughtfully closed the door behind

the couch, with a tenderness that surprised even himself, spoon–fed her the soup until she finished.

her wash up a little. For the next few hours, he sat on

11 p.m. that Rebecca

own place, she fumbled her

she spotted the blue glow of a laptop and the outline of someone sitting by the window. It

bedside lamp. Seeing Rebecca’s unfocused eyes, he asked,

nodded without thinking, and she

the bathroom, Rebecca stumbled out, her brain still feeling like mush. “Why am I in your room?”

remember?” Jeffrey

ask what he meant when it all hit her at once,

on Rebecca’s face, Jeffrey knew she’d put the

Ella we’re married?”

come with me,” Jeffrey explained in his usual calm way. “Otherwise, I’d have to go downstairs and knock on your door to get you, and then everyone would

wanted to argue back,

some more sleep,” Jeffrey said, glancing at his watch. “I spoke to Ella; if anyone else asks about you, she’s going to

me, bringing me here?” Rebecca

the couch across from her, his gaze as he looked her way. “I think it’s time we

unreadable

As soon as work was over, she’d disappear, lock herself in, making sure

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to discuss,” Rebecca said. She knew his meaning, and her resolve was clear as day. “You

just playing along with you,”

really,” Rebecca said. Her mind was clear; she pointed out Jeffrey’s true intentions sharply. “You just want to watch me ruin my life without you, hit a

Jeffrey’s lips tightened.

I’m doing great.

you really happy?”

Rebecca shot