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Riley continued, “Look, I get that things might be awkward between you and Ryan. But if you can accept him
as Rebecca’s dad, it could win her the most freedom from Jeffrey.”
“Whatever Ryan can offer, I can offer too,” Amelia said, her voice firm.
Riley fell silent.
Amelia didn’t hold a grudge over the past, but it wasn’t all water under the bridge.
“Besides,” she said, “he’s the one desperate to claim this relationship, not us. We don’t have to make the first move. If he really wants this, he should come to us and prove he’s sincere.”
And honestly, the choice is ours. Why should Ryan, who threw down a seed and then crushed the first sprout, have any right to the daughter I’ve poured my heart into raising?‘ she thought.
“You’re right,” Riley agreed. “But just be careful. When Jeffrey gets really intense, he turns obsessive–nobody can hold him back in those moments, and he has the kind of mindset to do things most people wouldn’t even dream of.”
Amelia’s gaze flickered upward. She hadn’t expected Jeffrey, who looked polite and humble, to have such a dark side. In the end, she said, “Got it.”
Riley shared a few more things, and Amelia made a mental note of every detail.
Ten minutes later, their conversation was finally cut short when Jeffrey texted Riley: [How much longer are you planning to stay down there?]
Riley paused, slipped her phone away, and got up to say goodbye.
Amelia, sensing she had something to do, didn’t try to keep her.
Neither Rebecca nor Amelia brought up the conversation about Ryan when they saw each other later.
Over the next few days, Rebecca kept up her usual routine, shuttling back and forth between Rebecca’s Manor and the hospital.
She went home partly to change clothes, and partly to make sure Jeffrey didn’t get suspicious.
They’d just talked a few days ago. If she did anything too obvious, Jeffrey might get desperate and end up doing something reckless.
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Wednesday afternoon, after helping Amelia with her rehab for the day, Rebecca made a trip back to Rebecca’s
Manor.
She picked a time when Jeffrey would definitely be at work, quietly collecting her important documents and starting to set the stage for her upcoming departure.
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Victor greeted her as always, “Welcome home, Ms. Jensen.”
Rebecca nodded in response.
“Mr. Hanson isn’t home,” Victor added.
“I know. I just dropped by to pick up a few things,” Rebecca said.
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She headed straight up to the master bedroom, opened the closet, and pulled out her important papers and IDs. After making sure everything was there, she tucked them into her bag.
Just as she snapped her bag shut and was about to slip out, steady footsteps echoed behind her–then Jeffrey’s low voice rumbled, “What are you doing?”
Rebecca froze. ‘Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be at work?‘
“Just picking up a few things,” Rebecca replied, masking her nerves as she turned to face him. She kept her tone casual. “You’re home early. Weren’t you supposed to be at the office?”
“I heard you left the hospital and came home,” Jeffrey said, his voice composed as his gaze landed briefly on the bag in her hand. “I was worried you might need me, so I came back.”
Rebecca instantly picked up on it–he was letting her know he was watching her every move.
She replied with a cool tone, “You don’t need to come back specially for things like this.”
Jeffrey’s voice was gentle. “I should always be here if you ever need me.”
Rebecca didn’t want to keep talking–the more she said, the greater the chance something could go wrong.
She quickly made up an excuse. “My mom has a rehab session later, I have to head out.”
“Wait.” Jeffrey reached out and caught her by the arm.
Rebecca was forced to halt in her tracks.
Jeffrey fixed his eyes on her aloof, detached look and asked quietly, “Do you hate being around me that much?”
Rebecca started painting a rosy picture. “Honestly, we’ve got all the time in the world to hang out. But my mom needs me for her rehab right now–some things have to take priority.”
“I checked with Timothy already,” Jeffrey said, exposing her excuse without a second thought. “Her rehab session was done before you got here.”
Rebecca shot back confidently, “Yeah, the stuff on her schedule is finished, but Timothy gave me extra instructions.”
Jeffrey demanded, “Like what?”
“Keep my mom talking,” Rebecca answered, calm and unfazed. “It helps keep her mind sharp.”
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Jeffrey watched her carefully. Seeing her keep her cool, he abruptly shifted the topic. “Let’s go.”
Rebecca looked confused.
Jeffrey said, “I’m going with you.”
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“No thanks,” Rebecca replied without hesitation. “You’ve got plenty on your plate. I can handle everything with my mom.”
“I’m your husband; I should be there for your mom with you. Or was everything you said before just to brush me off? And you’re still thinking about leaving me?” Jeffrey said, making it hard for Rebecca to argue back.
‘Of course I want,‘ she thought. But there was no way she could let that slip. This was not the time to provoke another storm from Jeffrey.
“I just don’t want to get in the way of your work,” she said, trying her best to sound reasonable.
Jeffrey’s eyes grew noticeably darker–Rebecca was dodging the real question.
“It won’t get in the way,” Jeffrey replied, his voice steady and unruffled, not letting any emotion show. “Let’s go.”
At that point, there was no use arguing. Rebecca could only follow him downstairs and out the door.
Just as they stepped out of the villa’s gates, before Rebecca could get into the car, Jeffrey’s deep voice stopped her. “Rebecca.”
“What’s up?” Rebecca turned to him, puzzled.
“Today’s July 10th,” Jeffrey said, his eyes fixed on her.
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