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★★★★★Rebecca shifted her eyes behind her and froze, finding Edward standing. His eyes bore a chilling terror as they looked down at her. It made Rebecca swallow a wave of uneasiness.'She could not be such an unfortunate woman. Wasn’t he supposed to be in a business meeting? How come he is here?'"Ed, you surprise me, man!" Connor exclaimed and pulled Edward in a light hug. Connor was shocked- Edward showing up to a party that was unrelated to any business was the last thing he had expected. "I am surprised, too! I can see you invited a lot of people, even the people who have no reason to be here," said Edward, his tone edged with irony. As he said, his gaze landed on Rebecca, who immediately understood his words aimed at her. She was an unnecessary person in this party. Connor, noticing the tension between Edward and Rebecca quickly stepped up, saying, "She is my date. Don't scare her away!" Connor grabbed Rebecca's hand and pulled her close. "Is that so?!" Edward questioned back
★★★★★Rebecca glanced up in Edward’s direction after reading the message and saw him locking his phone. He leaned forward and got his drink. She did not understand what would be wrong if his brother touched her feet in a simple act of concern.Her eyes shifted a little on Edward's arm, where she saw a lipstick stain, leaving her burned with envy. Hence, she felt like rebelling against his warning. The following second, she grabbed her phone back and typed a text: "Sometimes learn to keep your eyes to yourself. Stop being bossy in the party. Otherwise, I will let your girlfriend know you are being possessive toward me!" And she sent the message before exhaling a breath.At the time, Henrick got up from his seat, grabbed a glass of whiskey and approached Rebecca."The way you ignored me almost made me feel you never knew me, why is it?" Henrick commented and sat next to Rebecca, who gave him a hate-filled sideglance and decided to shift. But Henrick stretched his hand and offered the w
★★★★★ For a second, Connor had a face of surprise before he looked back at Rebecca, who let go of his hand. She, in her head, thought to speak about her past to Connor the following morning so that people would not fill his mind with poison about her. There were not many friends she had left to talk to. "Speak, Rebecca! Or are you afraid another Harrington is going to toss you out of his life and you end up again on the street!?" Henrick ridiculed Rebecca with a chuckle. Simultaneously, faint laughs could be heard around the room, meaning everyone was holding their laugh as if eagerly feeding on her humiliation. Rebecca balled her fist to bear the humiliation as her gaze dropped in shame. She wanted to answer every one, but there was nothing she had against the blame Henrick poured on her head because Edward left her handicapped four years ago. "Edward, buddy, help your brother to see the right path," Henrick called out to Edward, intending to embarrass Rebecca more. But when every
★★★★On the other hand, Connor left the party in search of Rebecca. So everyone left one by one. Hosey called Veronica, who sounded distressed on the phone and informed her she did not know where Edward was. He was not returning her calls.But Henrick did not leave immediately as he remained in the room and enjoyed whiskey until he was not let go of the anger left by Rebecca.He got up and staggered to walk, but he made his way out of the bar. He called his driver to pick him up since he was not a smooth driver especially when he was drunk. Leaning against the post, he whistled and waited for his driver; when suddenly he felt a presence behind him. As soon as he turned to see who the person was, a strong punch hit his face and he crashed to the ground. In fear, Henrick muttered in a shaky voice, "W-who are you?" The man in front of him had his face covered completely and wore back attire. The person looked like a professional killer to Henrick. For a second, his heart leapt to his m
★★★★★ "My wife!" Edward shouted, the eerie coldness in his eyes left the man struggling to stand upright. His voice shook like a leaf as he answered, "I don't know your wife, sir. I work in this cafe and also take care of this place because many teenagers come here to take drugs!" Hearing the man, Edward let go of his wrist, which was on the verge of snapping from the force Edward put. The man began rubbing his wrist, feeling as though he could not hold anything with his right hand for a while. His thoughts were interrupted by a picture Edward showed on his phone. "Did you see her in the shop tonight?!" Edward demanded. He was going crazy every second not finding Rebecca. His desperation in those eyes could not be overlooked, as if his patience was on edge, losing control. The man looked closely at the picture before answering, "Yes, she was here in the shop, and she got to know the owner of the shop, Miss Ella. They talked for a while. Later I saw her getting into Miss Ella's
★★★★★"Don't shout here! Someone is sleeping. She is kind enough to let you in. If I were in her place, you had to stay at the door till the morning," Rebecca said and made her way to the couch, holding the medical kit. "I know how to break the door!" Edward replied with a smug expression, his lips twitching at the corner. He had already planned to kick the door if his fist failed to wake people up."Then why didn't you go to your doctor and kick his door open? You could get better treatment for your hand!" Rebecca said and held his right hand; carefully, she began to remove the glass pieces from his hand with the help of a tweezer."Why did you turn off your phone and I believe before that you did have seen missed calls from me?" Edward asked coldly, closely looking at Rebecca's soft features. Her supple cheeks had a soft tint, which must be because of the chilliness in the room, and trailing down she had beautiful lips. "Yes, I did! It did not concern me why you had called. Do you
★★★★★ The following morning, Ella looked for Edward first in the living room, before heading for the room to see if Rebecca was there. As soon as she pushed the door, it came out unlocked, leaving her surprised. Silently, she peeked inside and was startled by the sight. Quickly, she pulled the door shut again, careful not to make a sound. However, Edward was blessed with sharp hearing; his alarming senses made him the king of the jungle. He glanced at the door with sharp eyes, noticing the woman’s hand closing the door. He breathed a sigh and glanced at the woman beside him. At that moment, he realized her arms and one leg were on his body. Her small face was resting on his shoulder, her gentle breathing crashing on his skin. When he tried to remove her hand, Rebecca grumbled as if her favourite pillow had been taken away. She rubbed her face on his shoulder like a kitten as if it was looking for a comfortable place to sleep. Nonetheless, her unintentional action raised Goosebumps
★★★★★As soon as Edward parked the car in front of the Harrington manor and was about to go out, Rebecca's voice stopped him, "Thank you for helping Ella's dad!" Edward gave her a glance that conveyed nothing, but a vacant stare. Rebecca was waiting to hear something, but instead, she saw him leaving the car with a distant attitude.She breathed without minding his attitude as she stepped out of the car and made her way to the house. As soon as she stepped on the threshold of the manor, a sharp voice hit her eardrum. "I was worried about you. I had seen you got injured by that glass, and then you vanished. Where were you? Why didn't you answer my call?" Veronica complained to Edward, blocking his path.When her eyes noticed Rebecca at the door, instantly her fury got fueled, and she asked with agitation in her voice, "Why did she enter with you? Were you two together last night?" Rebecca knew Veronica would pick this topic to create drama, but she was not in the mood to bicker with
★★★★"What I am wearing?" Rebecca questioned back, her tone no less than teasing. Her eyes sexily moved from his eyes to his lips, "I love the way you look at me." As she bit the corner of her lower lip.Seeing that, Edward rolled his eyes and let go of her hand, knowing well what she was attempting to do."Men are working in the house. You are well aware that you are not invisible. Go to your room and wear something underneath it," Edward said with a soft tone, not a drop of irritation reflected in his voice. Veronica, standing not a little far from them, picked up this small action instantly.She could hardly remember him being so gentle toward her. 'Huh! Let go of being gentle, he didn't even care what she wore.'"Is this turned you on? Like... last?" Rebecca paused and gave him a wink. At the same time, her incomplete sentence left Veronica's thoughts berserk, and she moved forward and had her eyes on Edward before they shifted back to Rebecca. "What last?" She asked, "Did somethi
★★★★★ A shadow entered Edward’s room, very careful with the steps as it made its way to the drawer, a particular one next to the bed. There was a gun in that drawer and the person was sneaking into Edward's room just to get the gun. It seemed the person knew every detail in that room. Silently, the shadow replaced the gun with a replica, before making its way out of the room. On the other hand, back in the room, Rebecca was lying on the bed exhausted as Edward had his face resting next to her pillow; his breathing was even. She stared at the ceiling for a long time before her gaze fell next to her, on Edward, as his words buzzed in her head. He said, 'I did not kiss Veronica. She deliberately made it happen for you to see. I have never touched her.' Though she had no reason to believe his words, at that point, the truth his eyes reflected while he was saying that, she could not overlook. 'Why did he care to explain to me? I did not ask for it,' her brows drawn together in confus
★★★★"You cannot be serious," Rebecca managed to mutter, as she bit her lips next. She could not tell if it was the intoxication or if he truly made her thoughts wild. "I want to show you the definition of a desirable man," Edward said, letting go of her toe as he stood up, his eyes clouded with hunger. There was a craving to nip every corner of her body when he maintained his gaze on her.Rebecca opened her eyes slowly and was dazzled by the sight as Edward tugged his hand under his white t-shirt and removed it from his body in one pull, displaying his broad, muscular chest. The tattoo of a pair of horns was an eye-catcher. Her eyes trailed all over his chest before it moved up to her eyes. His smirk at the corner of his lips stretched further.Rebecca swallowed her nervousness, the previous arrogance falling apart as she found herself stuck in the charm of Edward Harrington."I don't think you should be here. Besides, the mistake that once happened, I don’t want it to be repeated,"
★★★★The last string of his patience was ripped apart as soon as her words drifted into his ears. His dull eyes deepened as he moved ahead, approaching Rebecca. His hand slid around her waist and he pulled her into his chest, causing Rebecca to be swallowed by his cold aura.His action was abrupt and terrifying, which made Rebecca panic, and she was about to shout at him. But his unsettled voice near her ear pinched her voice, "You do not think before you speak, do you? It's not a wise move to step on my sanity every minute. As long as you are my wife, no man will touch you unless they want their death note from me." The hair on her nap stood up. The proud heart finally thumped, prompting her to grasp through her lips."You won't do anything like that nor do I care about the phrase you have just mentioned. As long as I feel the man is desirable, I won't mind being with them. Guilt is not in my dictionary, " said Rebecca raising her chin as the coldness crossed her eyes.Placing her ha
★★★★★Later that night, Rebecca arrived at the Harrington Manor; her mood was pretty relaxed since she had two beers on her way, and the cab driver was pretty funny. She made her way to the door, holding an almost-finished beer bottle. She hummed a song, making her way to her room, the lights were dim in the hall, but it was not her concern. She threw her heels next to a rack and massaged her neck as it felt sore. But before she put down the bottle, the bright light in the hall flickered abruptly in her eyes, making her groan.She looked behind to find out who turned on the light and ruined her soft mood, her eyes met with Edward's cold eyes. His face was hard as stone as if someone stole his precious arrogance. The thought made her chuckle, but she quickly put a stop to it. "I was walking fine. My sight wasn't hindered because of the low brightness," She said in a casual tone, dismissing the different aura he was emitting. "Good night!" She said and turned around to go to her room
★★★★★ "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,