After the divorce he begged novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

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Jeffrey was silent for a moment before answering, “Give it five more days. If there’s still no substantial progress, then call her in.”

Stanley wanted to say, “There’s really no need.” He doubted he’d make any breakthroughs, not even in a

month.

He guessed, “Could Amelia be from some big family? Her background is spotless; she can’t be just from an ordinary family.”

“Just keep investigating,” Jeffrey said. He wasn’t the type to jump to any conclusions without concrete progress.

Stanley ended the call, taking the cue without another word.

Jeffrey sat in his office and replayed the surveillance recording one more time. He was certain Amelia wasn’t simple, yet for all the great families he searched, there was no trace of the Jensen family. Thinking of this, he dialed Timothy’s number.

When Timothy saw it was Jeffrey calling, he told Rebecca and Ian he had to step out to take a call, then went outside. He called out, “Mr. Hanson.”

“Did that person from last time come back to the hospital?” Jeffrey asked.

Timothy replied, “He did. Just like before, he sat in the room for about half an hour before leaving. I only heard about it afterward from the nurses.”

Jeffrey frowned. He moved his mouse, clicked a few times to open up the surveillance footage, and locked his gaze on the man shown on the screen.

He felt that the man looked familiar, but he couldn’t say where he had seen him before or who he resembled.

Perhaps because Jeffrey had been silent for too long, Timothy called out, “Mr. Hanson?”

Jeffrey said, “From now on, make sure that room is tightly guarded. Anyone going in, except Rebecca, has to be logged. If that man shows up again, call me right away.”

“Yes, sir,” Timothy replied.

Jeffrey hummed in acknowledgment and hung up.

Timothy sent a message in the group chat to pass along the instructions, and once he was done, he returned to the ward.

Rebecca was holding Amelia’s hand and chatting with her. When she saw Timothy come in, she asked, “Has my mom’s health data improved significantly lately?”

“It has,” Timothy replied,

Rebecca’s eyes widened in surprise. She exclaimed, “Really?”

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Timothy glanced at the bed with gentle eyes. He couldn’t help but feel happy for her. He said, “The change isn’t huge, but compared to before, it’s definitely better. Honestly, I think it’s your daily chats and company that are starting to work.”

Rebecca asked, “Does that mean she might wake up soon?”

“Could be,” Timothy answered, careful not to promise anything for sure.

Still, that one line was enough to fill Rebecca with hope.

After Timothy left, Rebecca stayed by Amelia’s side, chatting away. She talked about Samuel’s latest adventures, her own life and work, and even mentioned May.

Watching Rebecca sit there, trying so hard to wake Amelia, Ian felt a pang of regret. He thought, ‘If only I had studied medicine, maybe I could’ve helped her more.‘

He walked over and gently patted her shoulder. He said, “Don’t worry too much. Who knows? Maybe your mom will wake up tomorrow, and you can tell her everything you want.”

Rebecca nodded.

Just as Jeffrey pulled up the surveillance feed to check on Amelia, this moment played out before his eyes. His eyes locked onto Ian’s hand resting on Rebecca’s slender shoulder, and the entire atmosphere around him turned frosty in an instant.

He grabbed his phone and dialed Henry’s number.

Ian had no idea danger was heading his way. He was casually chatting with Rebecca, saying whatever it took just to cheer her up and help her relax.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

Ian took his phone out of his pocket. When he saw the caller ID, his expression shifted almost imperceptibly. Without a second thought, he declined the call.

“Who was it?” Rebecca asked.

“Just one of those sales calls,” Ian replied offhandedly.

Rebecca stared at him, her eyes saying, “Seriously?”

Jan sounded totally believable. He said, “I bought something online a while ago, and ever since then, my phone’s been spammed nonstop. Blocking them doesn’t even work.”

Rebecca just shrugged and believed him.

But then, just a second later, his phone buzzed again. This time, instead of a call, it was a text notification.

The message was from Henry. He texted: [You’ve got thirty minutes. If you’re not home by then, I’m teaming up with Jeffrey.]

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Ian just stared at his phone, utterly speechless.

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Catching the seriousness on his face, Rebecca said, “If you need to go take care of something, don’t worry about me. I’m good here.”

lan said, “It’s a text from my dad. He wants me to go home for another matchmaking session. It’s driving me

crazy.”

Rebecca asked, “Did you two make up or something?”

“Not in a million years,” Ian replied with clear annoyance, not even trying to hide how much he disliked talking about Henry. He said, “Forget him. He can do whatever he wants; I couldn’t care less.”

Rebecca didn’t try to persuade Ian. She and Jessica only knew the basics about what went down between Ian and Henry.

But both of them agreed–there had to be something more Ian was keeping from them, or else he wouldn’t have been so cold toward Henry all these years. They never pried, knowing everyone had stuff they’d rather keep to themselves.

They were friends, and that meant respecting each other–no questions asked.

Rebecca tucked Amelia in and said, “Come on. Dinner’s on me tonight.”

“Let’s go,” Ian said, not giving a second thought to the call or the text.

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