After the divorce, he begged

Rebecca was fuming. “Can you stop being so shameless?” asked Rebecca.

“It’s my legal right,” Jeffrey replied coolly, his eyes dark and unreadable. “Since when is that considered

shameless?”

Rebecca opened her mouth, but the words caught in her throat.

‘No matter what I said, Jeffrey always managed to counter me with flawless logic, leaving me completely at a loss for words. Rebecca thought.

“I hope we can resolve this amicably, but if not,” Jeffrey said and paused for a while, “You might just see what you call shameless.”

Jeffrey thought, I’d stop at nothing to keep her by my side. Even if, in the end, you despised me.’

“You’ve always hated your parents, but don’t you think you’re acting just like them now?” Rebecca said with

what switched tactics, trying to persuade him. “You both stop at nothing to get

you want.”

Jeffrey’s hands stiffened at his sides, a small hesitation betraying his composure. For a long moment, he answered, “Maybe I am.”

“I’m only asking for a divorce,” Rebecca said, “I’ll never stop you from seeing Samuel, and I swear I’ll never speak badly of you in front of him.” Rebecca knew she couldn’t defeat Jeffrey by force; this was her only way to reason with him.

“Not divorcing you never had anything to do with him,” Jeffrey answered.

Rebecca’s brow furrowed.

Jeffrey’s gaze lingered over her, studying every tiny detail. In her face, he saw confusion, distance, and even disgust, except for love for him. The more Jeffrey recognized this, the more fiercely he wanted to keep her with him.

“Just you,” Jeffrey said, echoing the words he’d told her before.

Rebecca’s lips trembled. A whirlwind of emotions swept through her heart; there was complexity and a warm glow from being his unwavering choice, but more than anything else, there was fear of never being able to escape this marriage.

If Andrea hadn’t been part of this, or if he’d never said those things that shattered her self–esteem, if he’d told her this in the middle of one of their arguments, Rebecca might’ve just let it all slide. But now…

“I’m just so tired,” Rebecca said, and her emotions gradually settled. “I can’t pretend none of that ever happened, and there’s no way I can accept you taking care of Andrea for the rest of your life.”

A sharp pain stabbed through Jeffrey’s heart, and his dark eyes filled with loneliness,

Rebecca said, “If you really won’t sign the divorce papers, I’ll have no choice but to prove my determination another way.”

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saying nothing, his eyes loaded with too

sleep,” Rebecca said as she slipped into her own clothes and walked out, leaving

the empty corridor, Rebecca moved at a snail’s pace. She felt no better than Jeffrey; her chest ached with a sour tightness, and her mind was awash in a

into the wall. Only then did she realize she’d

a daze for a moment, then finally turned and headed

a down mood.

roommate blinked in surprise when she saw her walk in. “I thought Ella said your friend was picking you up, so you won’t be coming

up, so I came back,”

roommate blinked, a look

“Did you get into

froze, only now realizing she’d somehow ended up

the couch. Out of nowhere, her mind unaccountably replayed the times Jeffrey made her laugh. She tried to replace those memories with things that had happened lately, but her

do you look so down?” her roommate asked, whether out of true concern or just

just stared at a random spot in the air, and before her brain could catch up, she blurted out, “He’s got some incurable

Ella was speechless.

if

illness it was. Rebecca didn’t answer; she made an excuse about being exhausted and went back to her room to sleep. Unsurprisingly,

replayed happy moments she’d shared with Jeffrey. She tried to distract herself, but just like before, it didn’t work. She even

alcohol.

was almost here and the alcohol buzz had worn off, Ella

Group!” Ella called out over and over, trying to rouse her. “Come on.

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and her whole

a cab, heading straight for the Hanson Group. Their

staring at Ella. She hadn’t totally blacked out; she could still recall the whole

bothering with any fake modesty. “Then I want

meat you

chat, the two of