Chapter 22 A Chance

"Rebecca, I've been back for three days now. When can we go see your parents?" Richard asked.

“Let's wait a bit longer!" Rebecca blurted out without thinking.

"Why do we need to wait?" The smile on Richard's face slowly faded. "Rebecca, don't you want to spend your life with me?"

Rebecca stared at him helplessly.

The tender look in Richard's eyes intensified, becoming almost tangible. "Rebecca, let's get married," he said as he pulled an elegant, small velvet box from his pocket.

Even without opening it, Rebecca knew exactly what was inside.

Her heart raced with confusion. She didn't understand what was happening to her.

It was the scene she had fantasized about countless times in her mind, yet now that it was actually happening, she inexplicably wanted to run away.

She mumbled her excuses. "It's not the right time yet, Rick. Listen to me. My parents still don't know I'm divorced. Let's wait a little longer. I'll tell them soon, okay?"

Richard's loving gaze faltered, his expression wounded. "Why do

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we need to wait? We're going to be together eventually... Rebecca, don't you want to be with me anymore?"

Rebecca panicked.

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How could she not want to be with Richard? From the first moment she saw him, her entire heart had belonged completely. to him.

She dreamed of marrying him, but the timing wasn't right. That's what she told Richard and what she kept telling herself.

"You don't understand, Rick. Six years ago, my parents were furious when I brought Alistair home to meet them. Especially my dad he nearly beat Alistair to death! They wouldn't spare you if they found out you're Danny's real father. I'm only trying

to protect you..."

Richard's expression softened.

No one understood better than Richard how much Rebecca

cared for him.

Years ago, after their one reckless night together, he'd fled, fearing exposure would ruin his future.

Though Rebecca resented and hated him for it, she ultimately kept waiting for his return, never giving up hope.

As for Alistair, he was merely a pawn Rebecca used to make Richard jealous. Richard had never considered it necessary.

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"Rebecca, we have to face this eventually. I can't hide behind you forever," Richard said tenderly, pulling her into his arms. "It's okay. I was the one who made mistakes back then. I love you and will accept whatever punishment comes my way."

Rebecca nodded distractedly.

in her mind was Alistair's face-his upturned lips and

watched as Eloise drifted

She had just showered, her damp hair falling loosely over her

was practically swimming in her loose. white pajama

under the same roof and running into each other constantly would have been awkward otherwise. Yet he had lived with Rebecca and her revealing lingerie

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uncomfortable. Perhaps that was because, despite Rebecca's stunning curves, Alistair's inherent aversion to her had prevented him from ever seeing her as a woman

she asleep?"

listair responded, "Yes."

some rest, too," Caroline suggested

opened the door to his

the edge of the bag tenderly at her peacefully sleeping

been having pleasant dreams as

the father

was equally

had chosen.

stop being so politely distant with her, everything would be

*****

woke up with a pounding headache in the hotel's. king-sized bed. Chapter

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the space beside her-empty

covers, she grimaced

meeting that incredibly handsome guy last night, why

same sexy outfit she'd worn out for her

had the man

and talking, hitting it off

discussed, however, remained a

knew they'd talked about many, many

tipsy state as an

her to the

blank.

to how these

out, her drunk

vei

in an epic night of pleasure... Anne shook herhead, staring at the room-messy, yes, but showing no signs of any intimate activities.

was her perfect

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was her

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gazed guiltily at her handsome executive assistant in. front

she said. “Here's something to

it."

Julian Hart, Caroline's executive

His expression of utter despair vanished instantly when he spotted the sports car keys gleaming on the

Ashbourne, it would be my honor to walk through fire and

virtue was nothing! I'd willingly be cut

pieces for

never seen a man before. He would have lost his virtue if he hadn't been quick-witted. The things he endured for

laughed softly and waved her hand.

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