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Listening to Emily, Rebecca’s blood surged with disbelief.
It was expected that Chris and Emily would marry, but what truly pained her was Chris’s decision to have Rebeccaana recognize Emily as her own mother, completely severing the bond between her
and Rebeccaana!
For a mother, this was an agonizing cruelty.
“Chris also said that as long as I’m happy, our daughter can take the Williams surname and stay with the Williams family. That way, it won’t affect our life together,” Emily added, dropping another
bombshell on Rebecca.
Emily’s provocation crossed Rebecca’s bottom line. Consumed by anger, Rebecca stepped forward and grabbed Emily by the collar.
“If you dare to throw my daughter into your filthy Williams family, I’ll expose your crime to the
prison guards.”
Instead of showing fear, Emily laughed uncontrollably and proceeded to pat Rebecca’s face a few times,“Rebecca Gadot, you’re a fool. Let me make it clear that from now on, you are the sole culprit in the hit–and–run case, and I have nothing to do with it. Only your name will appear in all the files related to the case, Where do you think you can expose me?”
Rebecca’s heart sank, and she clenched her teeth in hatred. “The Williams family is truly despicable. They will do anything to exonerate you. Do you have no regard for the law?”
“The law?” Emily snorted coldly, adding fuel to the fire.
“In New York City, Chris Evans is the law. It’s his words to save me and, of course, to destroy you. I initially planned to frame someone else, but Chris insisted on targeting you. Well, I had no choice. Now you know how much he despises you.”
Hearing the harsh reality from Emily’s own lips, Rebecca’s heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a knife. The sensation of suffocation surged up her throat, and uncontrollably, a mouthful of fresh blood was spewed out.
Chris Evans had betrayed her, stolen their child, and condemned her to hell. What an utterly
heartless man!
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Emily pushed Rebecca away in disgust, covering her nose, and got into the car. Impatiently, she ordered the driver and bodyguards, “What are you waiting for? Take this crazy woman inside.”
“Emily, karma will find you!” Rebecca said, her eyes burning with hatred.
“Take care of yourself first. Who knows if you’ll survive these four years?“, Emily retorted, leaving Rebecca with a cryptic remark before driving away.
In the rearview mirror, Rebecca’s fury burned brightly in her eyes. She smiled with contentment, a fierce malice unmistakably flashing in her eyes.
Immediately, she made a call.
“Make sure Rebecca Gadot is taken much care of inside and let her know that it’s what Chris Evans
intended.”
FOUR YEARS LATER
One day in February, at eight in the morning, the prison doors slowly opened, and a slender woman walked out. The cold wind tousled her short, dry hair, revealing a worn–out face and vacant, numb
eyes.
“Rebecca Gadot, be a good person once you’re out,” the prison guard advised.
Rebecca nodded, bowing to the guard before accepting a bag containing her documents, wallet, and phone. Before she could utter a word of gratitude, the prison doors slammed shut, the resounding bang echoing the one from four years ago.
Lost in a daze, memories of the past flooded Rebecca’s mind. The numerous scars on her body silently reminded her of the inhumane torture she had endured during the past four years.
She gingerly touched her injured right leg, blaming Chris Evans for everything. Even though she was in prison, he hadn’t let her go.
Rebecca was filled with hatred and pain and thus she promised herself, “Emily Williams, Chris Evans, I will find a lawyer to overturn my case, and will take my baby Rebeccaana from you both…”
In the blink of an eye, nightfall arrived.
Unable to reach her family and with the bus service suspended, Rebecca walked the entire day from the prison to the city. She was hungry and cold, her legs ached and grew numb, and she could barely
stand.
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Dizzy–headed, the traffic lights at the intersection blurred before her eyes. Finally, with a thud, she collapsed at the side of the road.
In the next moment, the screeching sound of tires abruptly halted, slicing through the night sky.
A Rolls–Royce came to an abrupt stop, startling the man in the back seat.
“What’s going on?” Chris Evans frowned, his deep and cold voice filled with displeasure.
“Sir, I guess I almost hit someone,” the driver explained cautiously adding further, “It was a woman
who ran the red light.”
Chris’s eyebrows gradually relaxed, his dark eyes returning to their usual indifference. in his
tone,“Take care of it.”
“Yes, Sir“, Driver nodded and got out of the car without wasting any further moments.
And as he stepped out of the car to assess the situation. he recognized that the woman lying on the ground was none other than Rebecca Gadot. In shock, he rushed back to car and stammered out his
words.
“Sir, the person who collapsed in front of the car…is Miss Gadot.”
Chris’s sharp black eyes snapped to attention. “Who are you talking about?”
The driver broke out in a cold sweat,“Your ex–wife, Rebecca Gadot.”
Chris Evans stepped out of the car. His intense gaze blended with the night, and an icy aura
emanated from his being.
Rebecca Gadot…
So it was the day of her release from prison.
As he saw her lying on the ground, gasping for breath, her body thin and bony, his deep eyes surged with emotion, revealing a mystery within that couldn’t be deciphered.
The driver, standing behind him, glanced around nervously before mustering the courage to respectfully remind him, “Sir, there’s heavy traffic at the intersection, It’s not advisable to stay here for long.”
Chris Evans retracted his gaze and commanded indifferently, “Just drive.”
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The driver hesitated, feeling conflicted. Was Chris Evans really that callous? After all, she was his
ex–wife.Shouldn’t he have taken her to the hospital?
But he didn’t had guts to express his thoughts before his master and hence he followed the orders of Chris. Rolls–Royce sped through the darkness, the temperature inside the car dropping suddenly.
Meanwhile, the Chris at the back seat exuded a chilling aura that grew more palpable by the moment along with the atmosphere becoming increasingly stifling.
Suddenly, a ringing sound shattered the heavy silence. When Chris saw the caller’s number, he gradually suppressed his anger.
The driver stole a glance at the rearview mirror.
Only one person had the power to transform Chris Evans’s expression into one of pure delight–the little princess of the Evans family, Rebeccaana.
“Sweetheart, why don’t you sleep so late?”
“Daddy hasn’t telling me bedtime story. I can’t sleep.“, Rebeccaana answered innocently.
Chris’s heart was melting, “Let me owe you a story today, and tomorrow Daddy will tell you two.”
“Really? Don’t lie to me.” Rebeccaana hesitated.
“Daddy never lies to you.”
“Yay! Daddy is the best!“, Suddenly voice of Rebeccaana entered his ears.
Rebeccaana’s happy laughter resonated, her tender voice brimming with innocence like a ray of warm sunlight illuminating Chris’s heart.
After ending the call, Chris Evans received a selfie from his daughter accompanied by a voice message. “Daddy, Rebeccaana is going to bed now. Good night.”
Chris Evans smiled, a sense of relief washing over him. He replied in a voice unusually gentle, his deep tone oozing magnetism, “Good night, my sweetheart.”
Reluctantly, he stowed away his phone, his gentle gaze fixed on his daughter’s photo. His once–icy expression now bore a warmth that contrasted with his usual cold demeanor.
He didn’t know how long he stared at the photo, but suddenly, his eyes dimmed, and Rebecca
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Gadot’s shadow seemed to overlay the image.
A surge of memories flooded Chris’s mind, the sight of her lying on the side of the road. Thinking of his daughter’s longing for her mother, his heart was mercilessly gripped.
“Turn around.”
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