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★★★★★"I don't care about anyone, Rebecca. You are special to me. I was thinking for a couple of days that I might hurt you by pushing you to get help for your father. Furthermore, I yelled at you like some lunatic, vicious stepmother, that is why you are not calling me or coming back home. Now this news, I felt myself sinking into guilt," Rebecca's mother expressed her thoughts, her lashes drooping a little."No... none of your assumptions fitted with any of the reasons me not calling you or returning home," Rebecca muttered softly, touching her mother's hand. Her eyes displayed a serene tide knowing how worried her mother was not seeing her.'Yes, after one year, when she will no longer be Edward's wife, she still has a home to return to,' She thought, and her face bloomed with happiness."Then what has been preventing you from calling me? Your dad said you were rude to him when he asked to come home," Rebecca's mother asked with a frown because she did not understand why Klein got
★★★★★ Later that day, Edward came to a halt to Martha's ward. She was fighting for her life, while Garry died in the crash. Edward's eyes were indifferent as they stared at the bruised face of Martha, who was breathing through the oxygen mask. He ordered the doctor to save Martha at any cost because he wanted to know the reason for their desperate want to kill Rebecca. At the time, Trevor slowly came to a halt next to Edward and said, "I had not found any suspicious reason why they attacked Miss Jonas. This old couple has been living on their own for years. They had no children." "Hmmm...." Edward hummed, turning around as he headed toward the elevator, Trevor trailing behind. As soon as the elevator shut, Edward said, "She used to work in our house when my parents were alive. She knew Rebecca well, meaning this was no coincidence or a mistake. I have to know the reason." "We can hope she can get through the situation she is in now. The sustaining injuries are frightening
★★★★★"It's cold outside, which makes me less interested in answering any of your queries. So get away from the window!" Edward sharply said, gritting his teeth. The chill was pricking his skin, making him irritated and on top of that, Rebecca was pouring out her questions."Argh! It won't be my responsibility if you fall from this height," Rebecca shouted, stepping away from the window, as her heart beat in her chest rapidly. She knew it was risky, but he had never learned to listen to someone else other than his own attitude and ego.Meanwhile, Edward straightened his shoulder, taking sharp measurements of the distance with both of his hands holding the two branches on both sides. Exhaling through his mouth, he jumped, while a cry erupted from Rebecca's mouth, "Ahh! Oh God!" As she placed her palm in front of her eyes, believing he had not made it, until she heard him cursing, "Damn!"She removed her hand from her eyes and saw his hands on the window panel, his face was contorted a
★★★★★ "Mum, there is nothing to worry about. I was doing my skincare. My skin feels rough and dry. It will take a couple of minutes. After that, I will sleep," Rebecca said as she bit the inside of her cheek for lying with such ease to her mother. And because of him. At first, he decided to get into her room through the window, and now making her hard to breathe. Furthermore, she could not speak the truth to her mother as well. "Okay, I am leaving. Don't hesitate to give me a call if there is anything you need. It will be not wrong if you rely on someone a little" Rebecca's mother said and turned around to leave. "Okay, Mum. Goodnight, love you," Rebecca shouted, praying her mother to leave so that she could kick Edward out of her room after knowing what he was there for. "Hmm!" Rebecca’s mother sighed and left the area of her room. She could feel something was going on with Rebecca, but she was not willing to talk about it. Meanwhile, Rebecca shot a glare at Edward and pushed h
★★★★★Rebecca pursed her lips and poured water from the tap, thinking why would he look so calm and patient. He even decided to answer her questions. Though she did not ask him what happened after he found her in the situation, she could tell he didn't short his eyes for a second.His worn-out expression was last seen when he found out his parents got into an accident.Suddenly, 'Ting' The sound of a microvan brought her back from her thoughts, and she pulled open the door, bringing out a cup of noodles. She quickly mixed up the condiments with the boiled noodles before pressing the sticker tight on top of it.She gently turned off the light and made her way upstairs with light feet, her breath was tight as if she was holding it back. As soon as she stepped into the room, her eyes popped out of their sockets because the sight was inexpressible."Your creepy staring making my skin crawl!" Commented Edward as he continued playing something on his phone."What are you doing with my towel
★★★★★"I don't care where you sleep, but right now, I can no longer entertain you, " said Rebecca with an angry huff, turning around and climbing to the bed on the right side. Drawing the sheet up to her nose she stretched her hand and turned off the light before closing her eyes.Edward stood up from his seat, made his way to the other side of the bed, and sat at first.Rebecca felt the bed dipped on the empty side. So she pecked out of the sheet and watched him get into the same sheet as her before he stretched his body straight onto the bed. Her heart throbbed in her ribcage. Last time, she recalled herself waking up next to him naked, which left an earthshaking image in her head; for that reason, she could not hold back her nervousness, knowing he was sleeping next to her."I can hear your heartbeat," Edward murmured, his voice soft and muffled, as though drowsiness had already wrapped around him like a blanket."Rubbish!" Rebecca spat, giving a snap look at Edward, but he was not
★★★★"Move!" Edward ordered, giving Rebecca an annoyed look."No, I can't... you will go out only when I have finished thinking of a proper reason to tell my mom why you are here!" Said Rebecca, not shifting from the door while her hand holding the lock."Don't be stupid! It may not be your mother," Edward said, staring down at the petite woman."Is that so? Do you have super power to look through the door? Besides, there is no one else other than my mother in the house!" Said Rebecca with a light snarl in her eyes. She was absolute that he was looking for problems in the early morning. Until she heard another man's voice outside the door, "Boss!"Her brows were drawn together in confusion before the realization hit, and her expression stretched to horror."Trevor!" She questioned, looking into his eyes to confirm she was assuming right."Yes, he brought the dress so that I could leave your house," Edward replied with an unnerving calm, his tone steady as he motioned with his eyes for
★★★★★"Martha came to her senses this morning. Are you sure you don't want to tag along?" Edward said, glancing at Rebecca, noting the shift in her expression."Is she okay?" Rebecca questioned with a concerned tone that left Edward puzzled, and he turned at her, his eyes staring at the person who was concerned about the people who wanted to kill her, not once but twice."Why are you looking at me like that?" Questioned Rebecca, her lower lips curled into a pout as her frown displayed her deep confusion."She is not okay, but I need to talk to her," Edward replied curtly, turning around, "Don't just stand there if you want to go!""Hmm..." Rebecca replied, her lashes drooping a little as if a certain thought made a change in her feelings. She did not answer the way Edward thought, which prompted him to look in her direction again. "What is there to be scared about?" Edward asked.Rebecca looked up and answered, "I am not scared, I am thinking about the reason she did it. What if....
★★★★★ "Miss Jonas' name send you in trance?" Imara said with a teasing tone as she poured tea into the cups. The fresh smell of the tea spread fresh wings across the room, bringing Edward out of his thoughts. He rested his arm on the armrest, answering, "Two of you have a wide imagination, I must say. But it is not what you are thinking?" "That's a shame! I love that girl," Turner said, grasping a teacup from Imara, who offered him a small cake with it. "How about I choose her for Daniel, Imara? What do you think?" Turner asked, his tone had a hint of seriousness. "Are you sure, Dad?" Imara answered; her gaze shifted from Turner to Edward and she saw his unwinded face became dark. Before she could say something to adjust the situation Edward stood up, saying, "I am done here. If there is anything I can help you with, feel free to reach out to me." The situation startled Imara, who instantly thought Edward got pissed because of their words. She put the cup down and got up, adding
★★★★★"Yes, Edward. How are you, Turner?" said Edward with a calm tone, making his way to Turner, who was sitting by the window, basking under the sun that poured its sunshine inside filtering through the window."I am well. I was waiting for you to come. My eyes longed to see your face," Turner said, his smile did not leave his face."Why did not you call or reach out to me?" Edward sat opposite him. He thought, wondering if he should look for him once. But how could he, his own life was so pressed by stuff. "My hands became weak," Turner mentioned looking at his hands, "I am suffering from....from," the frown appeared on his forehead. "Alzheimer!" The woman’s voice interrupted the conversation and Turner glanced toward the door. His smile bloomed as he nodded, "Yes, Alzheimer... thank you, Imara." His expression softened, "Ed, do you recall Imara," he shifted his gaze back to Edward. "Yeah... she has grown up fine, and she looks more like your wife," said Edward, lightening the m
★★★★"There is nothing to lie about, Miss Veronica. The boss doesn't care about anyone's opinion and feelings. If he does have something for Miss Rebecca, I think he would come out to the world openly and proudly. So all I can say to you is to wait and see," said Trevor patiently and collected all the files from the ground. "I can't lose him. I don’t know what I would do to the people he cares for," spat Veronica with anger, making her way to the exit. With both hands resting on the waist, Trevor could only sigh. It seemed to him Veronica had just called a war against Rebecca.Meanwhile, Edward relentlessly called Rebecca, but he did not get an answer from her, increasing the irritation in his head. "Damn it, pick up the phone!" Edward shouted, looking at the phone as the call kept ringing. The growing frustration in his head was punching his patience. As a result, the following second, he cut the call and punched the steering wheel hard. Exhaling, Edward dialled Trevor with a dark
★★★★★Edward clenched his fists and stared at Veronica for a moment, adding, "I do not love anyone. But it seems to me you are run over by your jealousy. How about you stop looking for me from now on? But that won't affect your career, nor the project my company has promised to you." The impatience in Edward’s eyes was apparent as if he wanted to follow Rebecca, who misunderstood him."What? No, you cannot do that to me... I am looking for you because I care for you, not because I want my career to thrive on your name," said Veronica, drawing close to the desk as her eyes flickered with fear instead of shock as if she had been expecting such an outcome for a long time."I am a very particular man who is always clear about his feelings. If you can recall, I have told you in one sentence that you cannot see me getting attached to you just because you are walking, running around me," Edward said clearly; his tone was firm, leaving no reason for Veronica to deny. And he grabbed his coat,
★★★★"I wish I could answer you. But seems like I am not really clever enough to understand you, Veronica. How about you allow me to grasp the information," said Rebecca with the same curt tone, her eyes narrowed, and glued on Veronica's face, trying to learn what's new she was cooking."I can see you haven't been home for a long time. It would be great if you got to know this from your father. Plus, I know Edward's grandfather wanted you to stay in Harrington Manor, but that doesn't mean you begin building your dream house there," said Veronica, her eyes mocking. In them, Rebecca could see victory as if Veronica was successfully separating Rebecca's intention from her innocent expression."I understand. Thank you," said Rebecca, and turned around, leaving the cabin. Edward quickly sent a text to Trevor because he did not want Rebecca to travel alone in such a situation."Babe, are you free today?" Veronica softly asked, taking a seat opposite Edward."I am not completely aware of my
★★★★Edward led Rebecca into his office, the soft glow of the table lamp illuminating the dark, polished wood of the room. He shut the door behind them, casting a brief glance at her pale, unsettled face. He knew taking her home would only give her space to spiral further into her thoughts. "You can sleep on the couch if you’re tired," he said, his tone unusually gentle, though it carried an underlying firmness. Rebecca, however, remained rooted in place, her arms crossed tightly across her chest. Her mind was clearly elsewhere. Edward sighed, his voice dipping into a softer register as he tried to pull her from her internal whirlwind. "You’re obsessing over something invalid, Rebecca. Sometimes, things people say are nothing but empty words meant to rile you up." Rebecca snapped out of her daze, meeting his gaze defensively. "Invalid?" she repeated, her voice low but tense. "She didn’t seem like she was spewing nonsense... Don't you see her face? Her wide, fearful eyes make me th
★★★★ Rebecca and Edward arrived at the hospital to meet Martha. The more Rebecca walked toward Martha's ward the little heart inside her rib cage drummed loudly. Edward, on the other hand, emitted a chilling aura as he came to a stop in front of the ward. The moment he heard that Martha came to her senses by some miracle, he decided to hear the reasoning he was looking for without caring about her health or showing mercy to her situation. "Mr Harrington, the patient is very fragile. A small agitation could lead her life to end which is why I want to request you not to make her rattle with your words," the doctor's voice was below the whisper. "Once she is better, there will be plenty of time to get anything you want from her," a doctor who was in his mid-40s requested Edward to be a little gentle with the patient, his voice hopeful. Last night, he had seen Edward being an erupting volcano, which made him believe there was some animosity he had with the woman on the bed. Instead of
★★★★★"Shut up!" Kendell shouted, her face contorted in fury. Her fists clenched tightly to her sides, remembering how she dismissed her daughter's worries in the hospital. She thought it was impossible for Rebecca Jonas to ruin her daughter's happiness, but now it seemed she was wrong to judge the dirty intention of that girl."Don't you dare to act over-smart in front of me," Kendall snapped, unleashing her disdain with her eyes. Walking forward she diminished the distance between them and continued, "I cannot believe you and your daughter have no shame. Even though the man once broke off the engagement and left you to deal with the shame and people's mocking. Huh!" She paused to snigger, "You two care only about money.""Mind your language, Kendell! You're standing in my house and insulting me and my daughter; I am no saint," Rebecca's mother shot back, gritting her teeth."What are you going to do?" Kendall challenged Rebecca's mother, her eyes full of provocation. "Back then, you
★★★★★"Martha came to her senses this morning. Are you sure you don't want to tag along?" Edward said, glancing at Rebecca, noting the shift in her expression."Is she okay?" Rebecca questioned with a concerned tone that left Edward puzzled, and he turned at her, his eyes staring at the person who was concerned about the people who wanted to kill her, not once but twice."Why are you looking at me like that?" Questioned Rebecca, her lower lips curled into a pout as her frown displayed her deep confusion."She is not okay, but I need to talk to her," Edward replied curtly, turning around, "Don't just stand there if you want to go!""Hmm..." Rebecca replied, her lashes drooping a little as if a certain thought made a change in her feelings. She did not answer the way Edward thought, which prompted him to look in her direction again. "What is there to be scared about?" Edward asked.Rebecca looked up and answered, "I am not scared, I am thinking about the reason she did it. What if....