Flash Marriage to a Stunning CEO (Alistair and Richard)

Chapter 61 A Frantic Rebecca

Anne followed her gaze with curiosity.

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Rebecca pressed her lips together, heart thundering in her chest.

She had almost forgotten-the first time she met Richard, her heart had raced just like this.

But this time, she was certain.

It was Alistair.

Anne gave a scoff. "Wearing clothes like that? No way that's the

broke loser-"

"Anne!" Rebecca snapped, louder than intended.

Anne flinched. "What?!" she said, eyes wide.

Rebecca blinked, suddenly aware she'd overreacted.

She had no idea why Anne's words had hit her like a slap-all she knew was that they sounded vulgar, almost offensive, like they didn't belong in the same air she was breathing.

"You've already found your ideal match," Rebecca said, voice taut. "So maybe watch your words. It's unbecoming."

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Anne rolled her eyes. "All right, all right. I'll be more... refined."

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Only after the man had disappeared down the corridor did Anne fully process what had just happened.

A strange realization flickered in her eyes.

Had Rebecca just defended Alistair... because she'd called him

broke?

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When Alistair rejoined them after a brief detour, he had three warm churros in hand, each wrapped neatly in wax paper.

Whenever they had the time, the three of them liked to go for walks like this, just to enjoy the breeze and the quiet.

He handed the first churro to Eloise, who took it with both hands.

"Thank you, Daddy," she said sweetly.

The second was offered to Caroline, who accepted it with a smile. "Thanks, honey."

last one he kept for

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along the lakeside trail, stopping occasionally to take in the view-just like any other ordinary family

away the lingering edge of Alistair's earlier frustration, which had come on the heels of a sudden, belated

been quietly observing him. When she noticed that his mood

caught her

just in time to

billboard.

knit in quiet

find herself doing something this

ad board like

she was following...

someone had asked her why, she wouldn't

cautiously from behind the signage, she watched the little family walking farther and farther

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breeze. The more distant

grew, pressing against her ribs with a slow, gnawing ache. She finally understood

previous encounter could still be rationalized-maybe Alistair had

choosing Richard, maybe he'd hired someone to play house with him in public-then what

way of knowing

bit down hard on her

really remarried? He's someone else's husband now? Someone else's

swell of indignation rose in

divorced for how long? How

fast?

didn't step forward to confront him. She

even try.

she couldn't think of a

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were divorced. Papers signed, names crossed out, done. The bridge had been burned;

still everything was. The silence stretched across every surface

she came home.

the fact that someone had been there had waited-was more comforting than the empty space she stood in now. Something bitter began to spread through the air around her, thick and unspoken. But Rebecca didn't call it

just loneliness. That's all. I'm not used to

silence closing in until she couldn't tell whether it was sadness

didn't even notice when

inside and saw her immediately-slumped in

face buried in her hands, shoulders

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soaked stray cat

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Of course.

come back

to be falling