Rebecca with an older man

 

★★★★

"Oh my god! Is she really with Mr. Pete, who is twice her age?" Veronica gasped, her eyes were wide in shock. Though Mr Pete did not carry the notorious reputation many businessmen in his circle had, he was older than Rebecca. To anyone watching, it looked as if Rebecca had gotten herself a sugar daddy.

Edward glanced over his shoulder catching sight of Rebecca smiling brightly at the crowd, Mr. Pete's arm draped possessively around her. A flash of anger shone in Edward's eyes, but he quickly covered it. Breathing out, he turned back to his drink at the bar.

Just then two of his friends approached, "Starting early, Ed!" One friend teased Edward while another friend greeted Veronica and said, "You look gorgeous, Veronica!"

"Thank you, Henrick!" Veronica replied calmly to Henrick before saying to Edward, "I am heading over to my friends!"

However, Edward did not say anything to her; instead, Henrick chimed, "You should, Veronica. And do not forget to remind Jacqueline that I still miss her."

"Yes, sure, Henrick!" Veronica replied and gave another glance at Edward. Seeing he offered no acknowledgement she left, disappointed.

As soon as Veronica left, Henrick leaned closer to Edward and asked, "Have you seen Rebecca? She is looking damn hot! I don't know how she becomes so gorgeous, but damn."

Edward raised his head and gave Henrick a threatening look, who instantly stepped behind, "Whoa! I am just saying. No need for the death stare!"

"Henrick, don't be stupid! You know how much Ed hates that woman. No matter how sexy and beautiful she becomes, she is still disgusting to Edward," Karry said, stopping Henrick in order to prevent Edward from bursting up in anger.

Karry shifted his attention to Edward and continued, "By the way, Ed, you do not need to bother Yourself by thinking about her since I have heard her father tried to set her up with Mr.Pete, who is going to help Matthew industry to get over from the crisis they are going through."

"That old man is lucky, but I doubt he could satisfy Rebecca in bed," Henrick commented, laughing under his breath. Edward's face darkened, fury flashing on his expression. The next second, without a word he slammed the glass onto the bar as he rose abruptly from his seat.

He glanced over the stage where Rebecca swayed in Mr.Pete's arms. Tightening his jaw, Edward turned sharply and stormed out, vanishing from the party.

Meanwhile, Rebecca was struggling to mask her discomfort. She mustered up a weak smile and said, "Mr.Pete, I am not feeling okay at this moment. How about we resume our chatting in a few minutes!"

"Yes, sure," Pete replied, feigning concern, "I can see you are a little bothered by something. Take your time; I am a very understanding man," Pete said, trying to look like a young man. In contrast, everything about him was creeping out Rebecca.

Rebecca slipped out of the venue, her heels clicking lightly against the pavement as she searched for her father’s car. There was a lawn adjacent to the building, but with darkness creeping in, she chose not to go there.

Unbeknownst to her, Edward sat on a bench on that same lawn, cloaked in shadows. His expression was dark as he remembered the night in the hospital when he was staying beside his mother's bed, who mentioned to him that Leena Matthew was the reason she and his father had split. She told him no matter what he should never marry that girl from Matthew's house.

He wanted to see the entire family suffer, Rebecca included, but all he could bring himself to do was break off their engagement, even though deep down, his feelings for her still lingered.

Abruptly, his eyes fell on Rebecca, who was struggling with her dress. The zipper on her dress had slipped down and she could not able to pull it up, fumbling helplessly.

Rebecca was about to leave the place, gripping the back of her dress when a cold hand startled her as she felt the hand pull up the zip of her dress. Annoyed, she immediately thought it was Mr. Pete. Hence, her displeasure erupted next, "Mr. Pete, you shouldn't..." And turned around. However, she was struck by the jolt when the person in front of her was not Pete but rather Edward, standing with a gloomy expression.

Rebecca took a step back from him, the annoyance morphing into anger as her eyes burned fury. She spat, "Don't ever think of helping me."

She was about to turn around to leave the place, but Edward's voice was sharp, stopping her in her tracks, "All for money! Hah! You did not mind lowering to such a point that you are hooking up with someone of your father's age."

Rebecca whipped around, her eyes blazing, "Why do you care? It is my life, and if I do enjoy hooking up with older men, that's my business, not yours. Maybe you should focus on your miserable life instead of keeping tabs on mine," her words were as sharp as his, aimed to hurt.

"I never cared for you, not then, certainly not now. It just left me baffled that you came back with an intention, which will generate more attention on you soon, something you always like this," Edward lashed out.

Rebecca's eyes narrowed. "I will, Mr. Harrington. The more you pay attention, the more you will feel that you never knew me well," Rebecca said, her voice harsh and defiant.

Edward's fist clenched at his sides, his retort poised on his lips, but before he could speak, Rebecca's father arrived, "Edward, it’s good to see you again. Are you two catching up!?"

"No, Dad! Mr. Harrington failed to recognize the person in front of him. Let’s go, I am tired," Rebecca said to her father but had her eyes on Edward before turning around sharply.

Though Rebecca's father wanted her daughter to talk to Edward and sort out the misconception they had. However, Rebecca showed no interest. Breathing out a resigned sigh, he followed his daughter.

The veins on Edward's forehead popped in anger as he watched her walk away. He muttered under his breath, "You make it far too easy to hate you."