Chapter 98
Chapter 98
In Downtown New York. The sleek and luxurious Rolls–Royce exuded an air of dominance as it was parked on the roadside. Inside, Christ with, composed and collected disposition, eyeing the rundown rental house in front of him for hours.
If Rebeccaana hadn’t insisted on eating the creamy salmon pancakes made by Rebecca, he would not have come to this frumpish place, Rebecca’s phone was turned off, so he had to personally pick her up, and thinking about it made him furious. It was already dark, yet Rebecca was still nowhere to be found. Her run down rental house was as dark as his patience when he gazed at his wristwatch to check the time.
The time was already eight o’clock, and Rebecca was hanging around outside the city. Just Chris could not hold his vexation any longer. A dazzling headlight lit up before him, suddenly prompting him to instinctively squint his eyes.
In a matter of seconds, Chris spotted an off–road vehicle parked nearby. The driver of the car spoke to the woman in the passenger seat, and it was evident that they were not strangers.
When the front passenger door opened, a woman clad in a professional dress ventured outside the car, clear she was the woman he had been waiting for patiently for hours.
and the moment Chris saw her face, it was
In a rage, Chris retracted his gaze as his jaw tightened, and a surging fury flashed through his eyes. He had waited for her in this crappy place for hours, yet she was hanging out with a man?
“Mr. Smith, thank you for sending me back,” Rebecca spoke as she stood before the car window. He waved to Klaus, reminding him, “Be careful on your way, goodbye.”
“See you tomorrow,” Klaus stated. He then closed the car’s window and maneuvered his car to leave.
As Rebecca watched the off–road vehicle leave, she did not return immediately.
She lowered her head and walked less than five steps when a black shadow until Chris’s gloomy and mocking voice bellowed from behind, which stunned her.
“It seems like you’re good at hooking up with men. You’re fast enough to change men. Not long ago, you tagged along with a lawyer who owned Mercedes–Benz, and today, a man with an off–roader drove you home. How much money have you gained in your account?” Chris gibed bluntly.
Tongue–tied, Rebecca felt like a bomb had been dropped on her. She stood there in shock and didn’t expect to meet Chris at the community gate. Did he happen to be passing by, or was he here to trouble her?
Chris reached out and lightly touched Rebecca’s chin. “Who was that man?” he asked, staring at her fiercely as if she had committed a heinous crime.
Rebecca’s face felt distorted from being pinched, and she furrowed her brows in pain as she snarled, “Let me go first!”
Rebecca attempted to wave off Chris’s hand, but he seemed to have no plan of letting go.
“Who is that man?” Chris asked sharply.
At this moment, Rebecca felt her nerves tingle in vexation. When she met his eyes, it was filled with rage, as though he had caught her cheating on him despite their divorce.
‘Whose car was I‘ am in? Does being with another man have to do with him? We’re not even husband and wife anymore. How dare he question me like this?‘ Rebecca hissed in her mind.
“Mr. Evans, let me remind you, no matter how many cars I’ve ridden or the men I am with, it has nothing to do with you.” Rebecca yapped.
“What did you say?” Chris reacted, tightening his grip on Rebecca’s chin.
Although Rebecca’s jaw hurt, she was stubborn and did not beg for mercy. Instead, she raised her head and fiercely gazed directly at Chris’s deep
stern eyes.
“Mr. Evans, it doesn’t matter whose car I ride in. We’re already divorced, and I am no longer your property. We shouldn’t stick our nose in each other’s business. This was the minimum maturity for a minor.” Rebecca declared, her eyes devoid of emotion.
Enraged by what he heard, Chris couldn’t believe Rebecca would dare to disobey him. This poisonous woman in front of him was a shrew, making his brow furrowed as he sneered, “Rebecca, don’t try to act sentimental. Even if all the women were gone, I wouldn’t hold you in contempt.”
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Chris’s words rendered Rebecca to chuckle biterly. He then stared at her Intently, examining her face in silence. The dimly it surmet kentek their shadows until Chris’s phone vibrated, breaking the thick tension between them.
If it weren’t for Rebeccaana’s sudden urgent call, Chris would have almost forgotten his purpose in coming to Downtown New York. He let go of Rebecca and coldly uttered, “Come with me to the Imperial Garden. Rebeccaana wanted to eat your creamy salmon pancakes,
At the mention of Rebeccaana, Rebecca’s heart softened instantly, and she spoke, “No problem. I’ll make it for Rebeccaana as long as she wants to cate
Without hesitation, Rebecca accompanied Chris to the Imperial Garden. The ride didn’t take long since it was evening, and only vehicles on the road could be counted through the finger.
When Rebecca exited the car, she did not wait for Chris and walked straight to the manor without looking back. With the sight of this, Chris frowned and walked behind coldly.
As Rebecca entered the house, she noticed Rebeccaana sitting patiently on the sofa. Rebeccaana’s face lit up with joy as she saw Rebecca, and she happily jumped off the couch and ran into arms.
“Pretty Aunt, I almost thought you wouldn’t be here today!” Rebeccaana chirped in delight.
Rebecca somehow felt bad and blamed herself, saying, “I’m sorry for that, Rebeccaana. I kept you waiting for so long.”
“I don’t blame you, Pretty Aunt. You must have othe
Rebecca.
things on your plate to delay the time, right?” Rebeccaana queried, her innocent eyes gazing at
Seeing how sweet and adorable her daughter was, a lingering warmth rose in Rebecca’s heart as she crept a smile and replied, “I went to work today and didn’t get home until eight o’clock.”
“Where do you go to work, Pretty Aunt?” Rebeccaana asked curiously.
“Oh, It’s Creative Creations. It’s a company that focuses on designs.” Rebecca responded bluntly.
Although Rebeccaana didn’t quite understand what a design company did, she could see that Rebecca loved her job, and her eyes lit up when she mentioned it.
‘As long as Aunty Pretty was happy, so am I!‘ Rebeccaana chirped in her mind.
The two chatted and laughed as they strode to the kitchen. Rebecca put Rebeccaana on the high stool beside the stove. She washed her hands and put on an apron to make creamy salmon pancakes.
Meanwhile, Chris was in the living room. He sat on the sofa with a blank expression as though his existence had been disregarded. All of a sudden, Chris remembered what Rebecca had stated earlier. She mentioned working at Creative Creations Design Company, and he was aware of its reputation on a global scale.
Creative Creations was the most professional design company in New York. He felt as though his existence had been completely disregarded. Rebecca was hired by Creative Creations, which means one could imagine how exceptional her talent in design was.
Suddenly, Chris’s attention diverted to the figure in the kitchen and his eyes lit up with recognition. He had almost forgotten that Rebecca had studied design and won several awards until she mentioned Creative Creations.
Minutes later, the creamy salmon pancakes were freshly baked, and the aroma lingered in the air, making their stomach grumble in hunger. The utensils were already placed in the round table and Rebeccaana sat in silence, looking forward to stuff the salmon pancake in her tummy.
As Rebecca saw how Rebeccaana ate with relish and was satisfied, she was even more pleased as she felt a sense of delight in her heart. Just in time, Chris strode to the kitchen with heavy steps and eyed her, saying, “You should leave.”
As Rebecca’s mood plummeted upon hearing this, the realization that this was not her home made her heart sink from the bottom of her core. She forgot the reason why she was only here was to make a late–night snack for Rebeccaana, and now that she had finished, Chris was eager to send h
away.
Rebecca stood up in reluctance as she forced a smile and remarked, “Rebeccaaña, I must return now.”
“The cheapest car in my garage is worth a hundred million checks. If I lend it to you and drive it to a slum–like Downtown New York, are you sure it won’t be stolen overnight?” Chris sneered mockingly, his tone tinged with arrogance.
Rebecca’s brows furrowed in conflicting emotions. Even though Downtown New York was infamous for its old and run–down appearance, she refused to accept it as a sinful place to live.
Chapter 99
Chapter 99
