After the divorce he begged novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227

75 vouchers

“Mr. Guzman, do you need Mr. Stephen Hanson’s contact info?” Gregory asked, looking all businesslike as he finished re–wrapping the bandage. “I can get it for you.”

“No need,” Ryan said, casting a brief glance at the still–pale guy. “I don’t have time to worry about someone who doesn’t matter.”

With that, he walked off without sticking around.

After getting into the car, he realized he’d actually knocked on Ryan’s window just to ask why he hadn’t left yet. ‘Talk about a pointless move,‘ he thought, a bit amused at himself.

He turned, shot one last look through the back window, then shrugged it off and told the driver, “Let’s go.”

Jeffrey didn’t leave right away. He had Gregory drive the car to a spot hidden from view, and they waited quietly until 10:30 PM, when brilliant fireworks exploded over the front yard of the villa, painting the night sky with color. Only then did Jeffrey finally head out.

He pulled out his phone and shot her a quick message: [Happy birthday, Rebecca.]

Rebecca saw it.

She gazed out her window at the never–ending fireworks. ‘He set that up just for me, Rebecca thought softly to herself.

Just like in Jelasburg, fireworks weren’t banned in Honnala unless there was some special situation. Every year on her birthday, Jeffrey would work things out with the officials, come up with some reason, and make sure she had fireworks. This year was no different.

Midnight rolled around.

Rebecca opened up Jeffrey’s chat, typed out “Happy birthday,” and had her finger on send. Just as she was about to tap it, she suddenly hesitated.

Jeffrey hadn’t mentioned taking her back to Jelasburg these past few days, and he’d been calm the whole time. But still, they hadn’t officially split up yet.

After mulling it over, she erased the message.

Just then, Jeffrey texted her: [It’s your birthday. Got any wishes? (Don’t pick anything about me.)]

Rebecca hesitated for a beat.

Every year, she’d make two birthday wishes–one for herself and another for Jeffrey, right after midnight when it turned into his birthday. She’d asked once why he never made a wish of his own, but his answer was always the same: the only thing he ever wanted was to stay by her side.

His wish had already come true, so nothing else mattered to him.

13:37 Mon, Oct 6

Chapter 227

138

In all five years of their marriage, Jeffrey had made every single one of her wishes come true—no exceptions.

Jeffrey: Just tell me what you want. I’ll make it happen.J

Rebecca closed the chat window without replying.

The way things stood between them now, these kinds of mixed signals really didn’t make sense anymore. Answering him now would just make him think they still had a chance, and once he started hoping, he’d never let her walk away.

Jeffrey waited for five minutes, but she still didn’t text back.

‘She saw it for sure.‘ Jeffrey thought, noticing the “typing…” bubble pop up in the chat–that was all the proof he needed.

After a moment’s hesitation, he sent another message: [Received your blessing.]

Rebecca: [??]

When did I ever actually send him a blessing?‘ Rebecca muttered inwardly, completely bewildered.

Jessica came out of the bathroom and saw Rebecca frowning, looking a bit annoyed. She glanced at Rebecca’s phone screen, which was still lit up. “Did Jeffrey piss you off?”

“Not really,” Rebecca said honestly.

Jessica ran a towel through her mostly dry hair and sat down next to Rebecca. “Have you ever considered a question?”

Rebecca glanced over at her. “What is it?”

“If Andrea gets in trouble and Jeffrey decides to cut her off completely,” Jessica asked seriously, “what if he comes back to you, wanting to patch things up? What would you do?”

“I wouldn’t do anything,” Rebecca answered, firm. “The divorce is still happening.”

“Good,” Jessica said, exhaling in relief.

That night, the two of them crashed together.

They had a proper sleepover, sharing the bed like besties.

At first, they just gossiped about Rebecca and Jeffrey, then moved on to the Quinn family and the Guzman family. Soon enough, Jessica was spilling all the juiciest office drama, and when morning came, they were both totally wiped out, yawning like crazy.

Jessica was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. “Let’s just sleep in a bit longer. We don’t have to work today anyway.”

“You go ahead,” Rebecca said, forcing herself out of bed. Her head was still fuzzy from staying up all night. “I’ve got a meeting with Ms. White, Attorney. I’ll wake you up when I get back.”

Chapter 227

“Alright,” Jessica mumbled, pulling the covers over her head and crashing right back to sleep.

ิ (38

35 vouchers

At 9:30 AM, Rebecca showed up at the spot where she was meeting Ms. White, Attorney.

She’d barely taken her seat when a composed, professional–looking woman in a tailored business suit approached–the kind of person whose calm confidence made everyone around her relax. Her hair was neatly swept back, and she radiated a brisk competence.

It was only Rebecca’s second time seeing Ms. White, Attorney, yet she still found herself admiring her. “Ms. White,” Rebecca greeted, unable to hide her awe.

“Hope I didn’t keep you waiting,” Ms. White, Attorney said, settling in across from her, her smile gentle and reassuring.

They exchanged a couple polite words.

Rebecca filled her in again about everything that had gone down at the hospital. It wasn’t exactly fresh news anymore–just her retelling the details.

“It’s fine, honestly. I only had you go to see if by any chance something unexpected would come up,” Ms. White, Attorney said knowingly–after all, we’re talking about Jeffrey here. “Since there’s nothing more to be done, I’ll head to the court tomorrow and submit the lawsuit. Just hang tight and let me handle it.”

Rebecca nodded. “Alright.”

“There’s one thing you need to know before we get started,” Ms. White, Attorney said.

“Sure,” Rebecca nodded.

“This could turn into a real marathon, so you’d better buckle up,” Ms. White, Attorney warned, laying it all out. “He’s the type to play dirty just to keep from signing those divorce papers.”

Rebecca didn’t even blink. “Trust me, I’m ready for whatever comes.”

He could just ignore the court’s calls and pretend he never got served, so the documents end up getting posted publicly. After that, he might start tossing out jurisdiction challenges or keep trying to stall things with endless mediation.

It’s all just for show–none of those tricks actually get him anywhere, he’s just dragging it out for as long as possible.

With all these little delays piled up, just getting to trial might take a whole year.

“Alright,” Ms. White, Attorney said, handing Rebecca all the paperwork she’d prepared. “Take a look. If it all looks good, I’ll start the process tomorrow.”

Rebecca looked them over. “No problem.”

“Alright,” Ms. White, Attorney replied.

13:37 Mon, Oct 6

Chapter 227

They went over a few more details, and by the time they wrapped up, it was already past eleven.

36 youchere

Rebecca wanted to grab lunch with Ms. White, Attorney, but she had another lunch lined up, so she had to turn Rebecca down. Still, she made sure to remind Rebecca to take care on her way home, and to text her once she got there so she’d know she was safe.

Rebecca promised she would.

After watching Ms. White, Attorney leave, Rebecca unlocked her new car and climbed inside.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify