My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 12

As the light in the apartment faded, Rebekah switched on a lamp, savoring the rare quiet.

The Forrester mansion had always been a chaotic place. Shawn was willful and mischievous, always throwing a tantrum when it was time for homework or chores. Benjamin had always assumed that staying home with their son was a form of rest for her. He had no idea she never had a moment of peace.

Listening to the ticking of the wall clock, a storm of emotions welled up inside her, and she felt the urge to cry.

*Ring—*

The harsh sound of her phone shattered the silence. It was Benjamin.

Without a second thought, she declined the call. But he immediately called back, the incessant ringing grating on her nerves. She finally answered.

Benjamin's cold voice came through the line. "Rebekah, it's late. Why aren't you home? Where have you been?"

His voice was tight with suppressed anger, yet he was trying to act as if nothing was wrong.

Rebekah let out a dry, sarcastic laugh. This was how all their fights went. He would give her the silent treatment for a couple of days, then pretend nothing had happened, smoothing over the cracks in their relationship.

"Benjamin, we're getting a divorce. Have you forgotten?" she asked, her voice cool and distant.

Benjamin's face darkened. His grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. "Rebekah, are you going to start this again? Do you really think these games are amusing?"

"Games?" Rebekah scoffed. "How much clearer do I have to be? I want a divorce. I'll see you at city hall."

In the background, she could hear Shawn's childish voice. "Why are you even trying to reason with her, Dad? She's just being difficult. The more you humor her, the worse she gets. I think it's better if she doesn't come back."

Shawn's voice was filled with indignation. "I don't want her anyway!"

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