Chapter 189

Jeffrey just stared at her, and Rebecca met his stare without flinching. The tension between them was a thick wall of silence. Neither of them spoke.

Finally, he broke it, reaching out to smooth a stray piece of hair from her face. His face was a calm mask. “Then I’ll just have to work harder,” he said softly, “to win your mother over.”

“Okay,” Rebecca said, her voice flat.

Jeffrey’s fingers lingered, sliding slowly from her car down to her check. “I’m going now. You stay and be a good daughter.”

“Okay,” she said.

“Call me if you need anything,” he added.

Her response was robotic. “Okay.”

“So cold,” Jeffrey said, giving her cheek a gentle squeeze. His voice was sickly sweet. “Your mother just tore me to shreds in there. Don’t you think I deserve a little comfort?”

When Rebecca was done with someone, she didn’t hide it. “I don’t know how to comfort you,” she said flatly.

“Go home. Get some rest.”

Jeffrey’s gaze stayed gentle. “Yes, ma’am. Whatever you say.”

Rebecca couldn’t even be bothered to react to his sarcasm. Jeffrey could feel the wall of her disgust and decided to back off for now. “Go on,” he said. “Go back inside.”

“Okay,” Rebecca said, turning and walking away without another word.

Jeffrey stood there and watched her. The hospital doors swallowed her up, and she never looked back. The calm mask on his face finally dissolved, leaving behind something cold and hard as stone.

The driver hurried to open the rear door. Jeffrey got in, his expression blank, and stopped short. Someone was already in his seat.

“Hey, man,” Stanley said, managing a weak smile.

Jeffrey frowned. “Why are you here?”

“I heard some rumors that Rebecca’s dad is the head of the Guzman Group, and I came to get the scoop,” Stanley said, trying to sound casual. “Didn’t expect to walk right into… that.”

‘Great timing, Stanley,’ he mentally kicked himself. ‘Should’ve just waited around the corner.

Jeffrey’s lips formed a thin, hard line. He said nothing, his eyes cold as ice.

“Mr. Hanson,” the driver asked, “should I take you to the office or back to the manor?”

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Jeffrey said, “The office.”

What’s the point of going to the office now? The place will be empty by the time you get

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He needed to put in some extra hours tonight. He had to be free to play Rebecca’s little game of “runaway wife.” He had to

Is the head of the Guzman Group really Rebecca’s father?” Stanley

Jeffrey grunted, his

Amelia’s money right back to her account. ‘If I keep it, I look pathetic,‘ he thought. ‘I lose any high ground I

make things, you

his screen. “Whether or not I can keep her has nothing to do with who her father is. This is about

about Jessica and Ian, she would always come back to him on her own, terrified of what he might do to them.

or not.

wanted to tell Jeffrey to just

“You can call off those precautions I asked you to set up,” he said, his voice

her go? Did you hit

the floor,” Jeffrey said, his voice flat. “But the happier she is walking out that door, the more shattered she’ll be when she finds out her

thought. ‘You should have known

Stanley challenged. “What

will,” Jeffrey stated, his

pressure points. She only cared about a handful of people in the world, and that was her greatest weakness. It was the reason she’d caved to his threats

grim. “Jeffrey, don’t be

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nothing to you,” Stanley said, his voice rising. “Nothing. And you just keep torturing her. Don’t you ever worry you’ll break

with me,” Jeffrey said,

if Jeffrey was even sane at this

he was the picture of calm control, but Stanley knew the truth. Underneath, he was a time bomb, waiting for someone

back into Jeffrey’s eyes. Both Stanley and Riley had believed,

knew

a damn about what you might

that just means I haven’t pushed far enough,” Jeffrey said, his voice devoid of

man-” Stanley started, trying to reason

Jeffrey ordered

raised an eyebrow, totally baffled. Jeffrey gave him a

of them. “You’re kicking me out here? In the

getting on my nerves,” Jeffrey said. “And it’s ruining my mood. Your problems are

out. “One of these days, you’re going to get beaten to a pulp. And when you do, don’t expect me to come scrape you off the

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