Marrying my secret admirer after my husband's fake death novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Justin sent the address to Jayne’s phone.

Edith glanced at him, anxiety flickering in her eyes. “Are you sure my mom’s going to be alright?”

Justin set his phone aside and placed his hands on Edith’s shoulders, steady and reassuring. “I promise, she’ll be fine. You trust me, don’t you?” His conviction was unwavering. Despite the knot of worry still in her chest, Edith found herself nodding almost involuntarily. “Yeah. I trust you.”

A small smile tugged at Justin’s lips. “That’s all I need.”

He picked up his phone again and, with a few clipped instructions, told his assistant to swing by the Sumner residence and make sure Jayne was safe.

In truth, Justin was almost certain Beckett Vance didn’t have the guts to do anything reckless-he was all bluster, the sort of coward who found his strength only in intimidating women. Still, sending someone to check on Jayne gave Edith peace of mind, and that was reason enough for

Justin.

Meanwhile, Beckett stared at the address glowing on his phone screen. There was something oddly familiar about it, but he couldn’t quite place where he’d seen it before. One thing was clear: it was well outside the

city.

The Vance family estate sat in the heart of Northcrest’s most exclusive neighborhood. Seeing a suburban address made Beckett smirk with self-satisfaction. Just as he suspected-after leaving the Vance family, Edith would never find anyone who could measure up.

Across Northcrest, the Vances were among the elite. And on top of that, Beckett was young, successful, and, in his own opinion, exceptionally handsome. He genuinely believed he was the best match Edith could

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ever hope for.

As he drove toward the address, Beckett couldn’t help but imagine the look of regret on Edith’s face-how she’d react once she realized he wasn’t Bennett, but Beckett. If he just told her the truth and asked her to wait for him, she’d surely break off her engagement and come running back.

The sense of superiority filled Beckett with so much confidence, he found himself humming along to the radio, tapping the steering wheel in time with the rain as it drummed against his windshield. The further he drove from the city, the more his contempt grew. Only people who couldn’t afford a true mansion in town would buy a “country estate” and pretend it was something grand.

Had Edith really been fooled by a wannabe country manor? Did she honestly think her new suitor was wealthy just because of this place? It was laughable. How could she have lost all sense of judgment after leaving the Vance family?

As Beckett approached the destination, the surroundings

shifted—everything seemed more orderly, the trees lining the road neatly pruned and the landscaping clearly cared for. It all looked carefully maintained, as if someone had deliberately crafted the setting.

Finally, he pulled up in front of the Hawksley estate. Beckett hesitated for a moment, suddenly uncertain. The grand entrance hinted at the kind of luxury he hadn’t expected. Stepping out, umbrella in hand, he scanned the gate for any crest or family name-but there was nothing. Beckett smirked again. Clearly, whoever lived here was trying to keep up appearances. If this was truly an old family, wouldn’t they flaunt their name at the gate? This was just more show than substance-just another way of pretending to be something they weren’t.

The torrential rain showed no sign of letting up.

Inside, Justin watched the headlights pull up outside the estate. Finally-Beckett had arrived.

A message buzzed on his phone: his assistant had checked in, reporting

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