Forsaken Until My Last Breath novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Rebecca came out of the room, Frank watched her with deep concern.

She glanced back, gently closed the door, and looked at Frank with pleading eyes. “Dr. Frank, I want to go back to Spring Harmony Villa to get some things. Can you give me a ride?”

The road was clear, Rebecca silently gazed out the car window.

Frank sighed inwardly, wanting to comfort her, but didn’t know how to start.

Arriving at Spring Harmony Villa, Frank noticed Rebecca was in a bad state, so he got out first, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door for her.

Rebecca got out of the car looking exhausted, her fine makeup and hairstyle already messy. She was dazed, lost her balance getting out, almost fell, but Frank caught her.

This scene fell into the eyes of Vincent on the second-floor balcony, where the lights were off. He pressed the half- burned cigarette butt in his fingers hard against the railing.

Then, casually threw it on the ground, where there was already a pile of scattered cigarette butts.

Downstairs, Rebecca steadied herself, withdrew her hand, and softly said, “Thank you.”

Frank’s empty fingers curled slightly, and he calmly replied, “It’s nothing.”

Rebecca headed straight to the second-floor bedroom. She wanted to take back the family photo and Elijah’s watch.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she was about to press the switch when suddenly she was slammed against the wall by a strong force.

“Finally decided to come back?” Vincent asked coldly.

Her scream cut off abruptly upon hearing the familiar voice.

Seeing her silent refusal to explain, fury erupted within Vincent. “When did you and Frank get so close?”

Rebecca looked up. Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the man’s palpable rage even in darkness. She was truly exhausted.

“Dr. Hernandez is honorable,” she replied wearily. “Our relationship is far more proper than yours with Susan.”

Her defense of another man-and her sarcasm-only deepened the ice in Vincent’s eyes.

He pinned her slender wrist against the wall, his voice glacial. “Gone five hours. Hair disheveled. Could barely stand when you got out of the car. And Frank was holding you intimately.”

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His free hand tore at her clothes, fingers reaching under her clothes, eager to prove something.

Rebecca stared steadily at him, then suddenly laughed softly.

“Vincent,” she whispered, “for seven years I trusted you. Loved you. Yet you fell for another woman… even had a

child.”

“You’ve abandoned me for her countless times, forgotten our anniversaries, ‘my birthdays…. and now you’ve lost all

trust in me too.”

“Vincent, I’m exhausted. Let’s set each other free.”

Vincent’s hand stilled, his heart lurching. “I lashed out because I was furious! You’ve been so passive-aggressive late- ly. Divorce was never on my mind-Mrs. Walker will always be you-”

Rebecca gave a bitter laugh. “After all the paths the Whites paved for you… you murdered my brother Elijah and Patrick.”

Guilt and panic flashed across Vincent’s face. “What vicious lies are you believing?” he snapped.

“It doesn’t matter,” Rebecca stated calmly. “I don’t love you anymore. Let’s never see each other again.”

Her icy stare and detached tone-devoid of any lingering affection-sent a sharp pang through Vincent’s chest. He crushed his lips against hers, blood filling their mouths as he growled, “I won’t tolerate those words. Never say them again.”

Susan’s insistent phone call pierced the moment, cutting off Vincent’s next words. His gaze remained locked on Re- becca’s face, hesitation flickering in his eyes.

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When Vincent arrived at Spring Harmony Villa, Susan was already in the delivery room.

The ringing phone unsettled him at this moment. His long-awaited child must not face any complications.

The insistent ringing finally made Vincent answer.

“Becky, please calm down first,” he said apologetically. “Susan’s giving birth. Can we discuss this after her baby ar- rives?”

He rushed off immediately after speaking.

Rebecca watched his decisive departure without emotional turmoil. Her love for him had faded away bit by bit.

After retrieving her belongings, Rebecca entered the study. She shattered the frame glass, removed seven sketches, and set the drawings ablaze with fire.

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The flickering flames transported her back to that day when Vincent hadn’t even glanced at the finished sketches, spouting nothing but condemnation toward her.

Truth was, Vincent had long stopped loving her. She’d merely consoled herself with past sweetness, granting him re-

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peated chances to wound her.

As the sketches turned to ash, Rebecca walked away.

Back at the White family estate, she stood holding photos and a watch.

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