After the divorce he begged novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337

The head of the bodyguards quickly relayed the message to Old Mr. Lawrence, “Old Mr. Lawrence, the guards at the entrance said Jeffrey and Ms. Jensen just left.”

“What?” Old Mr. Lawrence sounded surprised.

“Is it because of that wine that got spilled on him earlier?” Old Mr. Lawrence wondered.

I didn’t do it on purpose. Come on, he’s the CEO of the Hanson Group–he can’t be that stingy, can he? Old Mr. Lawrence thought.

“Should we stop them?” the head of the bodyguards asked.

“No,” Old Mr. Lawrence said, his face serious and his expression somber. “We didn’t treat them right, so honestly, it’s no surprise he’d walk out if he wasn’t pleased.”

Just then, Ryan’s phone buzzed with a message from Rebecca.

Rebecca: [Mr. Guzman, I’m heading out with Jeffrey. Talk soon!]

And Jeffrey sent: [The spotlight’s yours now–go wild. I’m on standby if you need backup.]

Ryan was hit with a storm of feelings all at once.

He’d originally resented Jeffrey for basically stealing Rebecca away, but now he couldn’t even bring himself to stay angry. For Rebecca to get her shares, Jeffrey was willing to let Ryan use him as a pawn–clearly, the guy genuinely cared about her.

Ryan: [The Guzmans aren’t ones to mess with.]

Still, out of kindness, Ryan shot Jeffrey a quick warning.

Some folks might back down, not wanting to tick off Jeffrey, but Miles and his side wouldn’t miss the chance to kick up a fuss. God knows what kind of stunt they’ll pull next.

When it comes to getting his hands on those shares, Miles wouldn’t hesitate to cross any line.

Jeffrey replied nonchalantly: [Is Stephen really that difficult to handle?]

Ryan paused.

‘Well, not really, Ryan thought.

[Just go all out, don’t hold back,] Jeffrey messaged again. [I’ll take care of the rest.]

“Old Mr. Lawrence, Mr. Guzman,” Gregory’s voice suddenly cut through the air. He stood beside them in a sharp suit, looking every bit the gentleman and the professional. “Mr. Hanson and Ms. Jensen have some matters to attend to, so they asked me to come say goodbye on their behalf.”

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Just then, they reached the front gate of Guzman Manor

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The bodyguards at the entrance exchanged a look when they saw the two walk out, nodded in greeting, and wasted no time letting everyone inside know they’d headed out.

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Old Mr. Lawrence looked away, avoiding eye contact with him.”

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When it came to transferring shares, a DNA test was mandatory. Whether he liked it or not, there was no other way around it–the only reason for this hassle was that Rebecca hadn’t grown up with the Guzmans.”

“Why isn’t Jeffrey here yet?” Old Mr. Lawrence glanced outside and remarked casually, “Go ask Becky if she’s having trouble finding something to wear.”

Ryan didn’t say a word.

With Jeffrey absent, the others took the chance to start asking questions.

“Old Mr. Lawrence, does it mean something special that Jeffrey’s here?” someone asked.

“What’s the deal between him and Rebecca?” another chimed in.

“Didn’t they get divorced?” someone else added.

At the end of the day, these people were all self–serving–once they spotted Jeffrey, the golden goose, they just couldn’t let go.

Sure, Ryan and Amelia could pave the way for Rebecca, but tying the knot with Jeffrey was a whole different ballgame. When it came down to it, they’d always go for the kind of solid, tangible future they could grasp themselves.

“Nowadays, young folks treat divorce like it’s child’s play,” Old Mr. Lawrence pointed out, his tone nudging them toward his meaning. “Just watch the way those two interact–do they seem divorced to you?”

Everyone gave each other a look.

Not at all.

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Honestly, they just seemed like a couple squabbling over something trivial.

“Let them do whatever they want,” Old Mr. Lawrence said with a careless shrug. “When they’ve had enough fooling around, they’ll just end up back together, you’ll see.”

Ryan glanced at him, his eyes unreadable.

He’s still putting his own interests first, even after all these years. Some things never change.

‘If Rebecca had never gotten tangled up with Jeffrey, would he still be just as dead set against me, throwing up obstacles like he always did?‘ Ryan wondered.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Old Mr. Lawrence didn’t even bother acknowledging Ryan’s stare. “Did you even ask Becky? What did she say?”

“No,” Ryan replied.

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Old Mr. Lawrence pretended to be angry. “You…”

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Ryan was fuming inside. “They’re adults–if they want to come back, they will, no need for us to say anything. If they’re not back yet, it just means they’ve got their own business to discuss. Not interfering is basic courtesy between people,‘ he thought.

‘He was clearly planning to use Jeffrey to help Rebecca get what she wanted, Ryan mused.

But now, right there at the dinner table, Jeffrey had snatched his own daughter away right in front of him. From any angle, this was a bad bargain for Ryan.

With that thought in mind, Ryan quietly sent Rebecca a message: [Has Jeffrey changed his clothes yet?]

He quietly sent Rebecca a message: [Has Jeffrey changed his clothes yet?]

Jeffrey caught Rebecca sneaking a peek at her phone and saw the message pop up. A slight grin played on his lips, and he whipped out his own phone, pulled up Ryan’s chat, and fired off a reply: [Looks like you don’t know Rebecca nearly as well as you think.]

Ryan’s brow furrowed slightly.

‘Is Jeffrey peeking at Rebecca’s phone–or is she actually letting him hold it now?‘ Ryan wondered to himself.

[Rebecca really can’t stand these phony business dinners where everyone’s just schmoozing,] Jeffrey replied, purposely slow, every word dripping with challenge. [You say you care about her–did you never notice that?]

Ryan was at a total loss for words.

His grip on his phone tightened unconsciously.

Rebecca had no idea that while she was still wracking her brain for the perfect reply, Ryan and Jeffrey had already been texting back and forth for ages.

“Uncle David wants to know when we’re heading back,” Rebecca said, passing the question over to Jeffrey. Her gaze lingered on his shirt, still marked with wine stains. “You gonna do something about your clothes…?”

“Are you thinking about taking shares in the Guzman Group?” Jeffrey asked, watching her closely.

Rebecca blinked, a little stunned by the question.

‘It’s not even about what I want right now,’ she thought.

Just handling the Quinn family is already exhausting. If I have to deal with the Guzman shares on top of

that…‘

“If you didn’t

say no right away, that means you’re at least a little interested. You’re just hesitating for some reason,” Jeffrey decided for her, reaching out and taking her hand like it was the most normal thing between them. “Come on, let’s head back.”

But Rebecca slipped her hand out of his.

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The moment her hand was gone, Jeffrey felt his chest ache–like someone had punched a hole right through

his heart.

“Did you forget what you swore when we split?” Rebecca stepped back, her expression completely shut off and

distant.

Jeffrey blinked. “What?”

Rebecca reminded him firmly, “You swore you wouldn’t meddle in my business, and you wouldn’t show up front of me.”

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Jeffrey nodded. “I remember.”

Rebecca replied coolly, “Then why are you still…”

“That night on Samuel’s birthday, you updated your promise–you said we should act like strangers instead,” Jeffrey reminded her, his voice steady. “If you don’t remember, I can refresh your memory.”

“I only said that because I didn’t want us to be friends. It was just me talking, don’t take it so seriously,” Rebecca retorted.

“Yeah, but wasn’t our whole conversation about promises?” Jeffrey looked her right in the eye.

Rebecca went quiet.

‘No wonder he hit me with a random “thanks” back then,’ she thought.

“Alright, I’m switching it back,” Rebecca said, her tone resolute. She wasn’t normally one to bend the rules, but sometimes you just have to. “Go back to how it was–don’t mess with my life, and don’t show up in front of

me.”

Jeffrey shot back, “Three strikes, you’re out.”

Rebecca frowned, her eyebrows pulling together as she looked at him.

Jeffrey met her eyes, totally unfazed.

After a while, Rebecca finally accepted she wasn’t going to change his mind.

She just went with his new rules and said, “Honestly, what you’re doing right now is hardly what a stranger would do.”

“Anyone I’m interested in gets this treatment–even if we’re just strangers,” Jeffrey said, hinting at that first time they’d really met as adults.

Rebecca didn’t get what he meant. “Sounds like you’re pretty generous with your feelings.”

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