Chapter 91
In the confusion, Rebecca put the bowl of ginger soup on the table.
“Granny Agatha, don’t say those words you just said. I’m not into such matters as big as remarriage. No one else knows about Chris’s attitude towards me, but you know best. He doesn’t like me at all. He forced me to sign the divorce agreement four years ago, so how could it be possible for us to remarry now?”
Having said that, she paused for a moment and laughed at herself.
“The woman he likes is Emily, and the woman he wants to marry is also her. Isn’t it humiliating for me to mention r
“Mr. Evans doesn’t like Emily.” Granny Agatha said firmly.
Rebecca did not believe it. “How is that possible?”
“If Mr. Evans likes her, how could he not marry her yet?”
Rebecca pursed her lips and did not say anything.
This was not something she should think about.
remarriage?”
Granny Agatha wanted to say something else, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and Rebeccaana jumped in and rushed into Rebecca’s arms.
“Auntie Pretty, you smell so good.”
“Rebeccaana is also fragrant.” Rebecca had a doting smile on her face, and her mood instantly improved.
Granny Agatha watched the mother and daughter happily hug each other, smiled gratified, and quietly exited the room.
That night, Chris drove out of the Imperial Garden alone and did not return overnight.
The next day.
Rebecca woke up just by dawn. She opened her eyes and felt the warmth in arms embrace.
Looking down, she found that Rebeccaana was nestled in her arms like a kitten. She had closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly and obediently. She did not know what she was dreaming about.
The corner of Rebecca’s mouth couldn’t help but rise as a gentle light shone from the bottom of her eyes.
At this moment, she felt extremely satisfied and happy, and could not help but hug Rebeccaana even tighter, wanting to stop time.
But not long after, Rebeccaana slowly opened her eyes and saw Rebecca. Half asleep, she called out, “Mom. I miss you so much.”
Rebecca’s heart suddenly trembled, and her eyes were filled with intense emotions. She really wanted to answer, even if it was just one.
“Rebeccaana…”
Rebeccaana rubbed her eyes. “Auntie Pretty, did you hug me to sleep last night?”
“Yes.” Rebecca had regained her composure. She gently helped Rebeccaana up and gently rubbed her nose. “I told you a story last night. You fell asleep listening to it.”
Rebeccaana happily got up.
Rebecca took Rebeccaana to wash up and changed her clothes herself, finally realizing what it was like to be a mother,
“Hug.” Rebeccaana casually changed her clothes and went downstairs to eat breakfast in the restaurant, but today she wanted to give Rebecca a hug, especially clinging to Rebecca.
Rebecca feels like she already get what she wanted. She wanted to hug Rebeccaana 24 hours a day, and no one was allowed to rob her
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“Huh? Dad still hasn’t woken up yet?” The dining room was empty, Rebeccanna looked around and asked in confusion.
At this time, Dad had already finished his morning run and drank two cups of coffee.”
Granny Agatha happened to bring her breakfast and explained by the way, “Rebeccaana, your father went to the company last night and didnt en back all night.”
“Dad is so hard working. He works all night without sleeping.” Rebeccaana loved his father.
Rebecca suddenly felt uncomfortable.
She didn’t need to ask to know why Chris didn’t return home at night. It was because she was in the Imperial Garden.
During the three years of their marriage, she spent almost every night in the guest room alone. Chris never returned to the Imperial Garden. Wherever she is, he avoids her like a scorpion and won’t stay.
Rebecca laughed at herself, feeling that her life in those few years was a joke.
At this moment, there was a movement from the door.
Although she hadn’t seen who it was yet, when she heard the familiar and sharp footsteps, Rebecca already knew who it was, and she couldn’t help
but feel nervous.
In the next second, the door was opened, and Chris’s tall and straight body appeared in everyone’s line of sight.
“Dad, you’re back.” Rebeccaana was the first to rush over and spread out his hands to beg for a hug, as if the quarrel with his father yesterday had never happened.
When Chris saw his daughter, his face instantly melted, and there was a doting smile on the corner of his mouth.
He also had a poor memory. He was so mad at Rebeccaana yesterday, he forgot all about it today.
How could he really hold grudges against his daughter?
“You don’t have to go to kindergarten this week. Rest at home.”
Rebeccaana quietly glanced at Rebecca. Rebecca nodded at her. Rebeccaana pouted, as if she was a little reluctant.
“But I want to go to kindergarten.”
“Take a week off and go next week, okay?” Chris only used a negotiating tone when speaking to his daughter.
When Rebeccaana saw that Rebecca nodded at her again, she said, “Okay, I’ll listen to Dad.”
“Good.” Chris kissed his daughter on the forehead and then handed her over to his mother. When he looked up again, his soft eyes had become sharp and cold, and he stared straight at Rebecca.
“You, come with me to the study.”
Before Rebecca could react, she heard Rebeccaana say to Chris, “Father, promise me, don’t bully Auntie Pretty, okay?”
“Dad wants to talk to her about business and not bully her.”
“Oh.” Rebeccaana was relieved.
Second floor.
Rebecca walked into the study with Chris. She was very uneasy and could not guess what he was going to discuss with her.
“Close the door.” Chris stood in front of the floor–to–ceiling window with his back to Rebecca and coldly ordered her.
Rebecca cooperatively closed the door and stood at the farthest distance from Chris. It was as if an elementary school student who had made a mistake was invited into the office by the head of the department.
After a moment of silence, Chris opened his mouth and said, “I’ll ask you an answer. Don’t lie.”
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Rebecca raised her head and looked at his back, feeling that she had a bad premonition.
“What do you want to ask, Mr. Evans?”
“Where do you work now?” Chris went straight to the topic.
Rebecca’s heart skipped a beat.
Has it been discovered?
“Don’t pretend to be deaf.” Chris frowned and urged impatiently, “Don’t lie!”
Rebecca pursed her lips and struggled hard in her heart. In the end, she closed her eyes.
If Chris could find out that she lived in the Downtown New York, he could definitely find out that she worked at Sophie Kindergarten, sooner or later.
Instead of thinking about how to make up a lie, it was better to say it.
“I’m a cleaner at Sophie Kindergarten.”
Chris sneered, revealing undisguised contempt and ridicule.
“I love being a cleaner.”
Rebecca knew that Chris looked down on her, but she did not care.
“The cleaners are very good. It’s simple. There’s no need to intrigue and deceive us.”
Chris suddenly turned around, his whole body exuding an unmeltable coldness and a hostile aura.
“You, what are you going to do?” Rebecca felt a psychological shadow and instinctively retreated, ready to grab the door and run.
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