After the divorce he begged novel Chapter 217

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Ryan’s mature, composed expression went silent for a moment. After thinking it over, he finally stood up and set a business card on the table. “If anything comes up, you can always call me. That line will always go through.”

Rebecca stayed quiet, saying nothing.

Ryan walked out.

Rebecca watched him leave through the villa gate before walking over to sit beside Amelia.

Seeing the look of anger on her face, Amelia couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m not even upset. Why are you so worked up?”

“I hate how they act like time just wipes away everything they did,” Rebecca muttered, standing up for her.

Amelia caught the word. “They?”

Rebecca pressed her lips together.

She wasn’t sure if she should say anything.

Ryan’s appearance had already reopened Amelia’s old wounds. If she brought up the Quinn family now, would it just make her feel even worse?

“Did you run into anyone from the Quinn family?” Amelia asked, her tone flat, like they were just some random people she didn’t care about.

Rebecca hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back.

Amelia ruffled her hair, her eyes soft with a tenderness reserved only for her. “Since I made the choice to let you come to Honnala, it means I’m past everything that happened. At most, I just don’t want anything to do

with them.”

“Can you tell me what happened in the past?” Rebecca wanted to know.

“There’s really nothing worth talking about, just a bunch of meaningless little things,” Amelia said, sounding bored. “If they’re genuinely good to you, it’s your choice whether or not to accept it.”

Rebecca hesitated.

Amelia added, “Seriously.”

Rebecca’s tone was defiant. “I just can’t.”

“You’re even more stubborn than me,” Amelia said, sounding half amused and half exasperated. “Honestly, if you want to start your own business, that attitude won’t get you far.”

“How come?” Rebecca piped up.

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“When you’re just starting out, you have to learn to bend a little, talk the right way, and keep your cool,” Amelia explained. “If someone rips your project to shreds and totally goes off on you, can you handle it?”

Rebecca paused, thinking it over. “Depends. If they have a point, I can deal. But if what they say doesn’t make sense, then I can’t.”

Amelia went on, “Thing is, sometimes it’s not even about being right or wrong.”

Rebecca mulled it over.

She’d never seriously tried to start a business before. Her entire circle growing up was just her dad and mom, Jeffrey’s crowd, plus Jessica and Ian.

“Don’t stress about it right now. First, let’s get your divorce settled,” Amelia said, keeping her from spiraling. “The rest–I’ll help you work through it, one step at a time.”

“Okay,” Rebecca agreed.

“Next Monday is August 26th,” Amelia said, never forgetting her kids‘ birthdays. “Do you want to celebrate at home, or should we go out?”

Rebecca paused.

On August 26th.

Jeffrey’s birthday was the day after hers.

It was tradition for them to celebrate together on the night of the 26th–her birthday first, then his just after midnight.

“At home,” Rebecca answered.

“Alright,” Amelia agreed.

With that settled, they switched topics and started chatting about other things.

Rebecca gradually put the unpleasant meetings with Liam and Ryan behind her. As for Jeffrey, she didn’t spare him a single thought–totally erased him from her mind.

Meanwhile, Andrea kept reaching out, calling Rebecca several times over the past few days.

But after Rebecca kept hanging up and blocking her calls, Andrea finally left her alone.

A few days flashed by.

Since their last talk, Jeffrey hadn’t run into Rebecca once. With her birthday coming up fast, he instructed Gregory, “Get a fireworks show set up near where Rebecca lives for two nights from now.”

“On it,” Gregory replied.

Jeffrey went on, “Make sure her favorite sports car gets sent straight to her garage.”

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Jeffrey was about to say something when his phone buzzed loudly on the cabinet. He glanced at the screen- Andrea. He picked up without a second thought, his voice cold and detached as always. “Yeah, what do you want?”

‘Let me guess. She’s only calling because she can’t stand the thought of me spending the 26th with Rebecca, Jeffrey thought, rolling his eyes.

“Where are you? I need to talk to you. It’s important,” Andrea said, her voice clipped and tense–clearly, after Rebecca blew her off, she was forcing herself to call him.

“Honnala,” Jeffrey replied.

“Come back,” Andrea insisted.

Jeffrey’s expression stayed stone cold. “Can’t come back for now–whatever it is, just say it over the phone.”

“Jeffrey, don’t forget your promise…” Andrea tried to use that against him again.

“No need to keep waving that promise around,” Jeffrey said, as cold and distant as ever. “I’m still stuck at the hospital–the doctor won’t let me leave.”

Hearing that, Andrea had no other options. She asked him to book her a flight, determined to come and talk face to face.

Jeffrey told Gregory to take care of it.

And that was that.

Gregory kept his eyes on Jeffrey, clearly wanting to say something but holding back. “Mr. Hanson?”

Jeffrey’s voice was flat. “What is it?”

“Did you stab yourself just so Andrea couldn’t call you back when it’s Ms. Jensen’s birthday?” Gregory blurted out, sounding almost tongue–tied.

Jeffrey’s eyes stayed cold. “You’re overthinking it.”

Gregory pressed, “Really?”

Jeffrey didn’t answer, just shot back, “Don’t you have anything better to do?”

The more Jeffrey avoided the question, the more certain Gregory became in his mind.

‘Mr. Hanson must’ve factored all this in,‘ Gregory thought, sure now that he was right.

He never missed celebrating Rebecca’s birthday with her, but with Andrea causing trouble this year, he figured out a way to handle both at once.

‘Let me guess all I want, Gregory mused, ‘but I’ll never really know for sure.

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Even if I spent my whole life trying, the truth’s probably always gonna be out of reach, Gregory thought, a little resigned.

That same night, Andrea showed up at the hospital, following the address Gregory had texted her. She went straight up to the hospital wing.

When Gregory saw her message asking him to come out and lead her to the room, he couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy. “Mr. Hanson, is it really a good idea to let Andrea know you’re injured?”

“No big deal,” Jeffrey said, sitting up in bed, looking a bit more alive than before. “Besides, I’ll be out of here

soon.”

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