★★★★★ "Rebecca, you could have at least given him a chance to talk. I am sure he wanted to clear up the misunderstanding you two have," Rebecca's father began, settling down at the dinner table. The fork in Rebecca's hand paused mid-air, and she stared down at her plate, her expression clouded with gloom. "What? You spoke with Ed!?" Her mother chimed in, and her surprise was evident, "What did he say?" "Stop mentioning him in front of me!" Rebecca snapped, her frustration boiling over, "I have no relation with him, nor do I care about his existence," Rebecca flared at her parents, "And both of you get over with him. If you are still thinking he is some kind of gentleman and would care for our family, then you are wrong. None of you understand his twisted nature and any help for our business from him is a complete fantasy." "Can you explain why he suddenly cancelled the engagement 3 years ago without giving us any solid reason? I went to his office, but he informed the staff that I was not allowed to step into his office. When I talk to his grandfather, even he didn't know anything about his reasoning for acting that way," Rebecca's father asked in order to know the truth. The last time, he was forced to send his daughter abroad without caring about the truth. Rebecca glanced at her father and added, "I am just as confused as you, Dad. He did not give me a single explanation for what I supposedly did wrong three years ago. But his action made me realise- he holds some deep grudge against me. Now, I hate him to my core and I could not care less how he sees me." Rebecca's outburst stunned both her parents, and they could not make themselves speak about Edward more. Still, her father had his own reason for wanting her to reconsider Edward, though he knew there was little he could do. Trying to steer the conversation elsewhere, he cleared his throat and asked, "Well, how has your time gone with Mr.Pete!" Rebecca had lost her appetite long ago, and now, hearing that old Man's name, she felt more repulsive. She pushed the chair back and stood up, her voice cold as she said, "It is not about my happiness, hence asking my opinion should not be a concern. As long as I can help you with your business, that's all that matters." Without another word, she turned and headed to her room. Rebecca's mother let go of the spoon and leaned on her chair, with her eyes on Rebecca's father and said, "I am scared for our daughter, Klein. I feel like we are doing extremely terrible things with our daughter." Hearing this, Rebecca's father yelled, clenching his fist on the table, "Do you think I enjoy watching her sad, and disheartened? Do you think I sleep peacefully at night? We are finished if she doesn’t marry Mr.Pete! Our future is hanging by a thread," he wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up, his voice tense and resolute, "She will be fine with Pete. She will have not just a husband but an equal stake in his empire." Back in the room, Rebecca sat by the window and let her mind drift to the day when he agreed to their engagement and even made her feel he was happy to get her as a partner. They got a blessing from his parents, too. So when did it all fall apart? Suddenly her phone buzzed with an email notification. Rebecca glanced at it and sighed. She was assigned to interview Veronica Black. After a year of working as a media journalist, she had interviewed countless celebrities, but this one- Veronica- was the last person she wanted to face. Rebecca climbed onto the bed and turned off the light, letting out a weary sigh. Little did she know, the peace she desperately sought was about to be shattered the very next morning. As the morning arrived, Rebecca was dragged by her mother to the hall, only to find her father standing in front of a TV, remote in his hand and his face had lost all the colours. She saw the news that was exclusively rolling on in all news channels. "The reputed Businessman Pete Solanki has been arrested for dealing drugs and making poisonous medicine for years. A large amount of his business has been seized by the special branch and by no means anything could help him from this tragedy." Rebecca's father fell to the ground, clutching his forehead, crying out, "We are finished, Leena. We are doomed. Now nothing can stop our business from being bankrupt." "Klein," Rebecca's mother rushed to her husband and grabbed his shoulder, "Don't stress, please. Your health is fragile, and the last thing we can tolerate is seeing you worsen." Rebecca breathed through her lips as she could sense what her father was thinking. But they overlooked the fact that Pete was not a good man. They should not put such faith in him. "Dad, we will think of something else for our problem. Pete is not the end!" Rebecca said with an assured tone since her father required some comforting words. Klein stood up from the ground, turning to face her with a look of deep disappointment. "He was our hope because he was the only person who was willing to marry you. The scandal three years ago tarnished your reputation in the worst possible way. If Edward had agreed to marry you, people would forget the incident. However, his rejection- it sealed your character, brand you in a way no one will forget," Klein's voice cracked, losing his composure, " there is nothing left, Rebecca. You have to make Edward marry you if you really want to see me alive." Klein brushed past Rebecca, retreating to his room without another word. Leena's face twisted with guilt as she watched her daughter, knowing how unfairly they were treating her, but Klein's desperation to save the business left them with little choice She approached Rebecca and muttered, "I am sorry," then quietly followed her husband to the room. Rebecca stood frozen, staring into the space ahead, feeling as if a heavy weight had settled in her chest, crushing her from the inside.
★★★★★Rebecca drove the car to Edward Harrington's office, her mind swirling with reluctance. Confronting him was the last thing she wanted, but her father’s business was on the line, she had no other choice.Stepping out of the car she lessened her hair from the tight bun, allowing it to fall freely, softening her professional look. It could not be an exaggeration if people said she resembled a striking model.She walked up to the receptionist, who was working on her desk computer."Excuse me, I would like to meet Mr Harrington. Could I get an appointment?" Rebecca asked.The woman looked up, her eyes briefly scanning Rebecca before asking, "What is your name?""Rebecca Matthew," Rebecca said, her tone steady. If this had been three years ago, she would not have had to fill out the formality like any other person. However, things had changed. Plus, this was the new girl at this Reception desk."Oh!" Came a surprise reply from the receptionist, shifting her eyes from Rebecca to the co
★★★★ "Why do you think I would be the reason for Pete's downfall?" Edward questioned back, there was eerie calmness on his face. Rebecca stared closely into his eyes and felt that something had happened, something tied to Edward. But she could not point a finger at him- he stood to gain nothing by causing Pete's trouble. "Your thoughtful silence says it all," Edward answered with a smile. "Why do you want me to be your woman? Don't you hate me!" Rebecca questioned, her brows knitted in confusion. The expression in Edward's eyes shifted abruptly and he spat, "Yes, I dislike you. That is exactly why I want you to be my woman." His words struck Rebecca like a dagger, her breath catching as the weight of his meaning settled over her. But she steadied herself, her voice firm as she replied, "You want to torture me, don't you?" "I could not agree more," Edward said; his tone was cold and hard. It made Rebecca feel like she had never held a place in his heart. "Don't give me tho
★★★★Rebecca drove toward the Red Bar and Casino, the location where Henrick Den had asked her father to meet him for a business deal. But with her father too ill to make the trip himself, Rebecca decided to go in his place, accompanied by his assistant who had already arrived.After parking, she made her way inside and was guided by a man to a private cabin. Rebecca knew Henrik Den well- he was one of Edward's close friends- but she had never liked him.As she stepped through the door, she found Henrick lounging on a couch, a woman by his side serving him a drink. His eyes widened in surprise seeing her, but a sly smile quickly crept across his face."Well, well. What a pleasant surprise, Miss Jones. I was expecting your father to come to meet me," Henrick said, gesturing the woman to leave with a flick of his hand."My father’s health has taken a bad turn. He is unable to leave his bed which is why I am here in his place," Rebecca replied, her voice firm and her expression unreadabl
★★★★ Rebecca was visibly intoxicated after just three glasses of whisky. She slumped The Glass on the table, muttering, "I cannot take anymore. My stomach is turning!" Her eyes were droopy and her cheek flushed with heat, clearly indicating the intoxication. "You will need to keep going if you want the deal," Henrick insisted, his tone unyielding, "I have already had more than you. Come on, you are almost there," his persistent made it clear he was intent on pushing her further, sensing her defences weakening. "Cannot you see her condition? She cannot drink anymore!" The assistant snapped his voice firm with urgency. "This nonsense has to stop. If you insist on this, I will take her place and finish the bottle myself. Let her go!" His eyes flashed with concern as he glanced at Rebecca, who looked ready to collapse at any moment. It was clear- she was either about to friend or worse, might need to be rushed to the hospital. “If you interfere again, I’ll throw you out of this room m
★★★★★Edward shoved off the servant’s hand as he was laid on the bed, muttering, “I’m fine, I can handle myself. Leave.” His voice was groggy and weak but still carried enough weight to make the servant obey. Reluctantly, the servant nodded and hurried out of the room, but not before swallowing hard at the sight of Rebecca, already fast asleep on the same bed.“I can’t even imagine how the morning’s going to go in this house. Only God can save us from the young master’s wrath,” the servant muttered to another junior servant, standing just outside the room.“Elder Harrington’s here, stop worrying like a lunatic,” the other servant replied as they both started to walk away from the room.Sigh! “You don’t know the history, so you don’t feel the weight of what’s about to unfold tomorrow.”“What history, Breton?”“Another time. Good night!” Breton said, shaking his head as he headed toward his quarters.Back in the room, Edward irritably pulled off his shirt, his eyes half-closed and his h
★★★★★ "I don't care a bit what you think of me. Feel free to form whatever opinions you want. Just let go of my hand, ..." Rebecca hissed in anger. She could not tolerate another insult to her self-worth. "You..." Before Edward could carry further, the door of the room was pushed open by Elder Harrington, who was stunned by his naked grandson. "Whoa, young people! If you are wishing to be naked in your room, at least have some decency to lock the door. Edward instantly let go of Rebecca's hand and rushed to his wardrobe. Getting a robe from it, he shouted, "You could have at least knocked on the door before barging in." "I was concerned for both of your well-being. That is why I forgot etiquette, like knocking on the door," Edward's Grandfather replied with a strong tone before shifting his eyes to Rebecca, making his way to her. His eyes softened, "Sweet girl, you had me worried last night. My sleep has been bothered multiple times because of the tension. Why are you putting yours
★★★★★Rebecca took a bath and wore the same dress from the day before, even though she was provided with a silk gown to wear. It was crafted from the finest, the kind Edward always preferred. This was why she hated it. She came down to the hall where Elder Harrington was waiting for her; seeing her, he smiled, the skin wrinkled around the eyes, displaying his age and affection. Rebecca vividly remembered the day he warned her father that he would not like to see tears in her eyes because she was his precious granddaughter."Come here, Rebecca. See the dishes the cook prepared just for you," Grandfather excitedly said. Rebecca smiled with a nod, adding, "Grandpa, my tastes have changed a lot over the years." "Changed regarding men, I get it," Grandfather said with a playful wink, "But your taste buds cannot forget the creamy pumpkin soup," Grandfather said and shifted his head to the helper, who understanding the gaze, instantly took the lid away from the pumpkin soup, releasing a s
★★★★ Rebecca’s words ignited the fury Edward had been holding back, and it exploded with a venomous threat. "Since you'd prefer public disgrace over marrying me, then that's exactly what you’ll get," he snarled, his glare searing into her before he stormed out of the room. "Rebecca, don’t take him seriously. He didn’t mean it," Edward’s grandfather spoke quickly, his voice edged with concern, though inwardly he seethed, wanting nothing more than to slap some sense into his grandson. “He meant every word, Grandpa. We both know him too well,” Rebecca said softly, her voice steady but laced with an undeniable sadness. “I understand what you’re hoping for, but I can’t sacrifice my self-worth. I won’t insult. Myself by marrying your grandson. He’s not the right man for me, but I’ll always be your granddaughter like I was before. If you want to see me, if there’s anything you need, let’s meet at your house. That place holds real meaning for me.” With a heavy heart, she pushed her chair b
★★★★"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....
★★★★"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
★★★★★"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