After the divorce he begged novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66

“Alright,” Rebecca answered compliantly, amusement twinkling in her eyes. “Thank you, Jane.”

Jane maintained her usual composure. “Stay focused.”

Rebecca nodded earnestly. “I will.”

Throughout the morning, Rebecca refined her artwork while finishing the remaining sections. Immersed in work, she wasn’t disturbed by Lisa’s usual gossip.

When noon approached, Rebecca headed straight to the hospital without lunch.

The hospital was just half an hour away by subway from PrimePlay Technologies. During weekdays, she spent lunch breaks comforting her comatose mother, praying for her recovery.

She’d pre–ordered takeout to arrive at the hospital–perfect timing for a meal after visiting hours.

Seeing how busy she was yet still making time to visit the hospital every noon, Timothy felt a complex mix of emotions he couldn’t quite describe.

After finishing lunch, he came to the ward and said, “Let me handle the hospital matters. You don’t need to come here every day.”

“But you said chatting with her more could help her regain consciousness,” Rebecca replied with hopeful determination. “I’ve got free time during lunch anyway. This works perfectly.”

“Even without conversation or visits, she’d wake within two months,” Timothy explained gently.

Rebecca gazed at Amelia, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed. She wanted to stay, to accompany Amelia through the endless darkness of a coma that must make Amelia feel unbearably lonely.

“There’s something I’ve considered telling you,” Timothy said after prolonged contemplation.

Rebecca paused her meal. “What is it?”

“Today, a man visited your mother besides you,” Timothy said, referring to the same visitor he’d previously mentioned to Jeffrey. “He stayed in the ward for about half an hour.”

Rebecca froze mid–bite, immediately assuming her father Richard had caused trouble. She pulled up his photo on her phone, anxiety tightening her features. “Was it him?”

“No,” Timothy answered truthfully. “The visitor was far more handsome than the man in your photo, impeccably dressed, clearly from wealth or high society.”

Rebecca racked her brains but couldn’t place anyone matching that description. “What did he do in the ward?” she pressed urgently.

“He didn’t do anything but just sat in the caretaker chair,” Timothy said. “He ignored some calls and kept staring at your mother.”

“Maybe he’s a friend of Mom’s,” Rebecca guessed.

Since childhood, she’d never met any relatives of Amelia–no grandparents, aunts, or uncles. The only close friend of Amelia’s was May Summers.

But May eventually left to travel after waiting two fruitless years for Amelia to wake up, asking Rebecca to notify her if there was any change.

Rebecca thought, ‘Mom always claimed to be orphaned, but Dad’s recent comments hinted at something

more.‘

“Did you talk to him?” Rebecca asked.

“No. I learned about it afterward.” Timothy glanced at the still–unconscious Amelia. “A nurse said he called himself an old acquaintance.”

Rebecca pressed her lips, suddenly remembering something. “Do you have his photos?”

Timothy hadn’t described the man secondhand like she expected, so she figured he must have visual evidence.

“We have surveillance cameras.” Timothy tapped his phone. “I’ve sent the photo to you. Take a look.”

Rebecca zoomed in on the screen, revealing a man in a perfectly tailored suit sitting stiffly on the visitor’s chair, his sharp jawline barely visible from the angle.

Her usually expressionless eyes widened slightly with surprise. “You recognize him?” Timothy noted her reaction.

Rebecca shook her head. “Never met him.”

Her surprise stemmed from his uncanny resemblance to the man Jessica had photographed earlier, and Jessica had jokingly said Rebecca shared his facial features.

Timothy’s eyebrows lifted curiously at her reaction, but he kept his questions to himself, respecting patient confidentiality.

“Dr. Johnson?” Rebecca suddenly sounded intrigued, like she’d discovered buried treasure. “If he comes again, could you alert me immediately?”

“Consider it done,” Timothy replied without hesitation.

After thanking him, Rebecca waited until Timothy left the ward before relaxing her posture.

She alternated between reviewing the surveillance footage and Jessica’s photo, finding no connections. Turning to her comatose mother, she murmured to her, unconcerned about responses.

“Mom, your old friend came to visit today.

“I don’t know who that is. I’ve never met him, but he looks a bit like me. Could he be my uncle?

Chapter 66

“Don’t they say girls resemble their uncles?”

Rebecca kept chatting with Amelia until twenty minutes before work, then tidied up and left.

On the subway back to the company, she had an idea. She didn’t know much about Amelia’s past, but May had been friends with Amelia since childhood. If the man really was her uncle, May would know.

Rebecca decided to call May that evening. Before reaching the office, her phone rang. It was Lucas. “Ms. Jensen, I’ve thought it through. Emily adores you. We’d like you to continue teaching her dance,” he said.

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