"You …" The flames of Rebecca's anger were suddenly extinguished.She was caught off guard by Daniel's apology. She'd already thought of the insults she wanted to hurl at him for dragging her out here and his rudeness.Daniel didn't know what she was thinking. He only saw from the corner of his eye that her wrist was red from how tightly he'd gripped it. He loosened his grip further, only keeping her within the circle of his arms."I apologize for what I said. I can't control my temper sometimes, and when I saw you with Maxwell, I thought … Anyway, he's not a good guy. You should stay away from him."Rebecca immediately tugged her wrist free now that Daniel's grip had loosened. She looked at him warily. "Apology accepted. If you don't have anything else to say, can you let me go?"She didn't comment on anything else. She could tell for herself whether Maxwell was a good or bad guy; she hadn't been completely relaxed during the meal.Still, he'd helped her understand some things
"She's not my wife," Daniel subconsciously blurted. He looked at Rebecca seriously. "We're not married yet, so she's not my wife."Rebecca almost retorted by saying that he kept addressing her as "Mrs. Winston" despite them being divorced.But this would make it sound like she was trying to one-up Jessica, so she didn't say anything. "But everyone already knows you're gonna marry her. Since it's bound to happen, what does it matter if I refer to her as your wife now?"Anyway, women are all very petty when it comes to these things. If your wife were to find out about you abandoning her to watch over me, you'd have a lot of explaining to do."Daniel couldn't help finding her words mocking. This was especially true when she referred to Jessica as his wife. It made him feel like she was referring to the wrong person.Daniel quickly pushed this thought out of his mind. Jessica was the one he wanted to marry; George forcing him to marry Rebecca had ruined that. Why on earth would he thi
Back then, everyone thought an orphan like Rebecca was fortunate to be able to marry Daniel. Heck, even she herself had thought that. How could she dare to complain about anything?When Rebecca was still living with the Brown family, Jessica had talked about how she'd stolen her life and marriage. Even if George was the one who'd made it happen, it was still Rebecca's fault.And that was why Rebecca hadn't dared to voice her grievances, no matter how jealous she was.She'd been terrified of people pointing fingers at her if they heard what she had to say. Would they reprimand her for complaining when she was in a marriage she'd stolen? What right did a thief have to feel aggrieved?That was why she hadn't dared to show how aggrieved she'd felt. She could only suppress her jealousy at how well Daniel treated Jessica.To this day, Rebecca remembered how it had felt. She'd thought the pain from Jessica's beatings was no match for her jealousy. If given a choice, she would rather suff
Rebecca saw this from the car. She'd jolted in shock when she saw Daniel stumbling and immediately turned to see how he was doing. She instinctively wanted to get out of the car to check on him.But she stopped with her hand on the door. Rebecca didn't look away but didn't move either. She'd already made her stance clear to Daniel. There was no point in her doing the opposite of what she'd said.She no longer had the right to worry about him. And so she remained in the car. She texted Ryan to tell him about Daniel, then continued watching him.It only took a short while for Daniel to regain his composure. Rebecca could tell that he was still weakened, though. His eyes were on the ground, and he didn't move. He stood there like a statue.After a few more moments, Daniel straightened up and strode away without a look back. It was as if he was literally leaving everything behind him. And so he didn't notice the worried gaze that hadn't left him.Rebecca only retracted her gaze when D
Rebecca had shot out of the car and dashed toward the private room Daniel and Ryan were in. She didn't even have time to care who she ran into.She managed to shorten a ten-minute journey into three. When she burst into the room without a care for her manners, Daniel and Ryan looked up at her. She struggled to catch her breath."Daniel …" Rebecca could only get his name out as she panted.Daniel gave her a calm look. He took a sip of his water. Despite his calmness, Rebecca could tell he was one step away from telling her to get lost.On the other hand, Ryan came over to support her. "What's wrong, Bex? Why are you in such a rush?"Rebecca's lungs and legs were burning from the exertion. She grabbed Ryan's arm to hold herself up.It had been a while since she'd exercised like this, so she had a hard time adapting. It hurt to even breathe.Daniel's expression had darkened at the sight of Rebecca's hand on Ryan's arm. He said, "Get lost if you have nothing to say."Ryan wasn't h
Rebecca simply kept quiet. Thinking back, it was already good that Daniel could go to the hospital with her. After all, Daniel’s relationship with Mrs. Winston was not that good. This was mainly because he had been too strictly disciplined in his early years. He was told to excel in everything or else he would have to accept punishment in accordance with the family rules. Rebecca wasn't clear about the specific methods Mr. Winston Senior and Mrs. Winston used to educate their children. However, she knew that every time Daniel did something wrong or didn't meet their expectations, she would be sent back to the Brown family. This often resulted in her not seeing him for several days. From the Winston family's perspective, Rebecca could understand this type of educational behavior. Mr. Winston Senior had only one son in his entire life, and he passed away when Daniel was young. With the Winston family gradually declining and the loss of his wife in his youth as well as his son i
"What's wrong, Becca? Did someone hurt you? Was it that brat, Daniel? I can teach him a lesson if you want." Sam had never seen Becca like this before. Even during their previous disagreement when he didn't want to go home, she hadn't been this upset as she was now. She cried in his arms, struggling to catch her breath. Sam didn't know what to do. Despite Becca’s tears staining his expensive suit, he gently patted her back. "Don't cry, okay? If you want to go home tonight, I'll come with you. I won't let anyone mistreat you. Just tell me who hurt you, and I'll sort it out," Sam reassured Becca. Rebecca hadn't fully recovered. She shook her head and struggled to speak, saying, "It's not someone else ... It's me ..." It was her meddling that caused all this trouble, and it didn't have much to do with Daniel. Rebecca recalled the incident at the Winston residence. Initially, they had been getting along reasonably well. However, after she and Mrs. Winston had a conversation,
When Daniel and Ryan arrived, Mrs. Winston slowly regained consciousness. She lay weakly on the hospital bed while Cheryl persuaded her to eat a little. Her face filled with exhaustion. Despite Mrs. Winston’s age, she seemed like a child now. Her entire demeanor expressed reluctance. She tightly pursed her lips, refusing to eat anything. Cheryl, on the other hand, remained patient. She held the spoon steadily. "Oh, Mrs. Winston, please eat a little. The doctor said you need to nourish yourself. Starving yourself won't do you any good!" Mrs. Winston wrinkled her brow and turned her head away. "I just woke up and I don't feel like eating. Please sit for a while. You don't have to worry about me." Mrs. Winston had just regained consciousness and still felt dizzy. The memories of what had happened before she fainted made her lose her appetite entirely. She even felt a burning anger inside her. Cheryl only had Mrs. Winston's well-being in mind. Mrs. Winston had come out for a me