“I thought you were
ere moving out,” Jeffrey said, holding Rebecca’s gaze. “What are you still doing here?”
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“I don’t need you to tell me, Rebecca shot back, snatching her suitcase. This place is a dump. I can’t stay here another second.” Then she walked out without another word.
Seeing how determined she was, Jeffrey narrowed his eyes. “Wait
His voice made Rebecca stop in her tracks.
Before she could speak, he eyed her suitcase and said to the bodyguard outside, “Check Ms. Jensen’s suitcase. Make sure she isn’t taking anything that’s
not hers.”
“What do you mean by that?” Rebecca asked as she instinctively pulled her suitcase closer.
“Witor you tried to take the jewelry earlier, I have reason to be concerned about what else might be in your suitcase, Jeffrey said, knowing exactly how to push her to her limits. “It’s better for everyone if we check its contents.”
“Is that really how you see me?” Rebecca asked, her eyes filled with both disappointment and anger.
For a brief moment, Joffrey felt his heart soften. But remembering her determined expression when she was preparing to leave, he replied without emotion, “Yes, it is.”
Rebecca’s heart ached with a sharp, physical pain, She Fad made peace with Jeffrey’s lack of love for her and even grown accustomed to his cold distance:
But she couldn’t bear him humiliating her in front of Andrea this wasn’t just questioning her character, but felt like a direct insult to her dignity.
won’t let you violate my privacy like this,” Rebecca said, her grip on the suitcase handle tightening. “If you want it inspected, call the police. Otherwise, you’ll have to cut my hand off to get this suitcase.”
She met his gaze with the same defiant expression he had seen before.”
Jeffrey stepped closer and began prying her fingers from the suitcase one by one, ignoring her stubborn resistance
Though she held on with all her strength, he overpowered her effortlessly.
He handed the suitcase to a bodyguard, his tone all business. “Search everything thoroughly. Don’t miss a single comer.”
“Yes, sir, the bodyguard replied promptly.
“Jeffrey!” Tears welled up in Rebecca’s eyes as she snatched the suitcase back. She had never felt so humiliated in her entire life.
Jeffrey’s expression remained cold, all traces of the warmth and tenderness he once had now gone from his eyes.
“Do you really need to crush my dignity to feel satisfied?” In that moment, all the pride Rebecca had carried since childhood was completely shattered, leaving only the broken shell of a fallen heiress. “You know damn well I’d never take anything of yours!”
Of course Jeffrey knew that. He understood Rebeca’s character better than anyone and was certain she wouldn’t take anything else. He simply wanted her to understand the consequences of her poor choices.
*Maybe we should just let this go, Andrea suggested, recognizing Jeffrey’s hesitation from his expression and stepping forward to give him an honorable way out. “You and Rebecca were manied after all, so even if she took something, it would be perfectly understandable.”
Would y
I you just shut up? Rebecca said, he voice filled with the same contempt she always felt for Andrea.
Jeffrey felt a familiar surga of frustration, “She’s so impulsive–always speaking without thinking when she’s upset. That sharp tongue of hers is going to
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get her destroyed out there. Why can’t she understand it’s safer here with me?‘ he thought.
“Just get out of here. For Andrea’s sake, I’ll let it slide this time,” he said, though his words left Rebecca feeling completely dismissed.
Rebecca grabbed her suitcase and was about to give them a piece of her mind.
Just then Victor came in and announced, “Mr. Hanson, Ms. Jensen, Mr. Samuel Hanson is back.”
Everyone froze. Before they could even react, Samuel came bouncing in behind Victor, looking adorable in his tiny overalls.
Samuel’s eyes scanned the room before landing on the suitcase in Rebecca’s hand. “Mommy,” he asked in that sweet–but–serious way of his, “how come you’ve got the suitcase out?”
Rebecca tried to say something, but couldn’t come up with a good explanation.
“That’s my suitcase, buddy,” Jeffrey cut in, crouching down to Samuel’s level. “Daddy’s gotta go away for work for a few days, You be good for Mommy while I’m gone, okay?”
Samuel nodded obediently and said, “Okay.”
Jeffrey ruffled his hair and replied, “That’s my good boy.”
Samuel looked toward Andrea and asked, “Who’s this?”
“She’s Daddy’s assistant,” Jeffrey said smoothly without hesitation, “and she’s coming with
on my
business trip.”
Rebecca’s grip tightened unconsciously on the suitcase handle, though her expression remained perfectly composed
Jaffrey rose and naturally took the suitcase from her, kissing her lips in his usual manner.’m heading out how. Call me if you miss me, alright?”
Fighting down her discomfort, Rebecca managed a stiff response “Got it”
“Be good,” Jeffrey murmured, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. His fingers trailed along her jaw before Engering at her earlobe. “Wait for me
“You should hurry and go now, or you’ll miss your flight, Rebecca urged him.
She couldn’t stand being near him for even a second longer. All she wanted was for him to be gone.
Noticing her discomfort, Jeffrey leaned in and gave her a quick, deliberate kiss again before pulling away–too fast for her to react.
By the time she looked up with anger in her eyes, he was already walking out with her suitcase, with Andrea following close behind.
“Mommy,” Samuel said softly as they were leaving
Rebecca pushed her feelings aside and turned to him calmly. “What is it, sweetheart?”
Samuel started to say something, but then hesitated before speaking again. “It’s lunchtime. Should we go eat?”
“Of course,” Rebecca replied with a gentle smile.
Throughout their meal, Rebecca’s mind kept returhing to what had just happened.
‘He lied to Samuel without even batting an eye, is he really not worried I’ll tell Samuel about his affair? And why did he kiss me like that when he’s clearly seeing someone else?‘ she thought.
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