My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 11

*My dear, if he can't take care of you… then you can't blame me for what comes next.* Jensen thought.

The car stopped in front of an unfamiliar apartment building.

Rebekah came to, her mind still hazy. "Where are we?" she managed.

"I wasn't sure where you wanted to go, but I figured you might need a place to stay. A friend of mine has been trying to rent out this apartment for ages," he said, his tone casual but with a hint of persuasion. "So, want to take a look?"

The apartment was fully furnished and had excellent lighting.

Rebekah hesitated at the door, silent. An apartment like this was far beyond her means. It was laughable. She had worked herself to the bone for the Forrester family, running herself ragged for their company, even wining and dining clients on their behalf. In the end, all the money had gone into Benjamin's pocket. For years, she had used a supplementary card linked to his account. And with a single word, he had cut her off. Meanwhile, he regularly transferred large sums of money to Candice, claiming it was his way of "looking after his sister-in-law."

A bitter smile touched her lips. She shook her head and finally declined. "Thank you for the offer, but I…"

As if sensing her predicament, Jensen smoothly interrupted. "If you're worried about the rent, you can stay here for a few days. We can sort out the rent later."

His tone was gentle, but held that same undercurrent of authority.

Rebekah was still hesitant.

Jensen simply pressed the keys into her hand. "The rent here is very cheap."

He named a figure so low it took her breath away. At that price, he was practically giving it to her.

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