All Chapters of Yearning for Her Return : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ryan typed quickly, filling the screen with his words.Ryan: "Is Daniel blind? That woman is so ugly! She made a mistake, yet she won't even have the decency to apologize. On the other hand, he made the staff work overtime over the weekend just to clean up her mess! He treats her better than his own mother!"Ryan: "Luckily, you decided to divorce him early on. You've finally grown out of your tendency to follow him around since you were a kid."Ryan: "Speaking of which, Daniel is really a bastard. Whenever I teasingly called you Bex, he would yell at me. But look at what ended up happening! He fell in love with someone else. I'm telling you, Bex. You made the right decision to distance yourself from such a hypocrite!"…Daniel stood behind Ryan, sipping his coffee, as he watched Ryan badmouth him to Rebecca. He didn't attempt to interrupt and merely watched on silently. After all, his wife hadn't bothered to acknowledge Ryan's texts yet. The way Ryan flooded Rebecca's phone with t

Rebecca didn't shy away from Ryan. She allowed him to lean in close. Even so, he maintained a safe distance away, unlike the people around them, who already looked inseparable. Despite Ryan's casual flirtiness, he could be as serious as Daniel when needed. When it came to Rebecca, he knew what lines not to cross.Rebecca didn't answer his question right away. She picked a cocktail in front of her instead. It smelled like fruit juice to her, so she decided to take a small sip.The drink tasted sweet. Feeling emboldened, Rebecca took another big gulp before smiling at Ryan."You won't be able to beat me."Thinking back to the time when everyone had witnessed him tripping on the dance floor, Ryan felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him. He straightened his back, feeling his mood dampen."I was going easy on you last time. Besides, you kind of cheated, so it doesn't count." "Do you want a rematch then, Mr. Jenkins?"Ryan shrank back at that. However, Rebecca leaned in closer, le

The sensation of lips on Daniel's neck caused his body to stiffen."Rebecca Brown, behave yourself!" he warned through gritted teeth, his gaze darkening.He was holding her thin waist with one hand and was using the other one to press against her forehead, trying to keep her head away from him. However, he was too preoccupied with her head to notice what Rebecca was doing with her hands. Though Daniel had managed to hold her head back, Rebecca had already messed up his suit and was slipping her hands inside. Daniel's eyebrows hitched. "Stop touching me," he said in a low and hoarse voice.However, Rebecca was moving unconsciously. It was as if she were in a deep sleep and was dreaming of hugging a fluffy stuffed animal. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Daniel's sturdy waist, holding on as tight as she could.She was still searching for a comfortable position to rest her head, but Daniel's hand still held her head away from him, making it difficult for her to find a mor

Daniel emerged from the guest room and stood by the stair railing on the second floor. He looked displeased, and his brow was furrowed tightly, conveying his annoyance at being disturbed. Rebecca figured that his annoyance was valid. Being woken up at such an ungodly hour would put anyone in a bad mood. "Sorry, I couldn't find the light switch for the stairs in your house. I accidentally tripped on something and ended up waking you up …" Rebecca couldn't recall much from last night after she had gotten drunk. She didn't know why she was at Springford Estate either. Nevertheless, she should be polite to Daniel, seeing she was staying at his place.Daniel looked down at her from upstairs with cold eyes filled with disdain. He snorted when he heard her refer to this house as his. If he wasn't mistaken, the house was still under Rebecca's name. He lowered his gaze and stared at the woman downstairs who had her arms crossed, then said with a hint of sarcasm, "Mrs. Winston, why'd you wa

"To celebrate our—" Rebecca cut herself off abruptly when she saw Daniel's expression. She decided it was best if she didn't speak what was on her mind. She honestly couldn't understand him. The man clearly despised being married to her and only agreed to do so because it was Mr. Winston Senior's dying wish. Should he be glad that they were getting divorced? Why did he have such a sour expression on his face? Rebecca didn't have much time to think more about it. The shattered bowl had cut Daniel's finger. Water from the tap mixed with crimson blood flowed into the sink. She furrowed her brow and said, "Let me wash the dishes. You should go take care of your wound.""No need," Daniel said, casually throwing the broken pieces of the bowl into the trash can. Then, he washed the rest of the dirty dishes without pause. There were only two bowls to wash, after all. It wasn't much work, so there was no need for Rebecca to help out. However, after Daniel turned off the tap, his hand sta