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Rebecca turned to see a familiar face. His deep eyes were filled with anger as he glared at her. It was as if she was committing a crime by standing with Maxwell. His words didn't make the situation better.What did he mean by that? Was he saying that she was leading someone on because she wasn't sure about Sam?Rebecca had initially been feeling a little nostalgic because it was almost time for her to leave Riverwood. Now, that was gone. How in the world had she fallen for a little shit like Daniel?He wasn't even as handsome as Sam, let alone Ethan, a renowned actor."Go get your head checked if there's something wrong with it, Daniel. Don't come barking at me like a rabid dog." Rebecca glared at him. She'd wanted to reject Maxwell earlier, but she changed her mind now.She glanced at Maxwell and said, "Let's go."Naturally, Maxwell wouldn't object to this. He nodded and smiled gently. "Sure."They all knew each other, so it'd be rude for him to leave without acknowledging

"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

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 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

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