My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 181

Her bright, dark eyes darted back and forth, studying Rebekah's expression, searching for any hint of a tell.

Finally, she came to a conclusion.

This girl had no idea how Jensen felt about her. She probably just thought of him as a friend.

Daphne Rivers chuckled to herself. Jensen, getting friend-zoned. Who would have thought? For some reason, the thought put her in a remarkably good mood.

"It's nothing," she said, her voice light. "I was just wondering what you think of Jensen as a person."

Rebekah considered the question seriously. "He's a great guy. Handsome, kind, and considerate. Whoever ends up with him will be a very lucky woman."

Daphne couldn't help it; she burst out laughing.

Rebekah stared at her, a silent question in her eyes. *What's so funny?*

Shaking her head, Daphne finished printing the prescription and handed it to Rebekah. "I have a feeling you're going to be very happy one day."

Rebekah took the slip of paper, eyeing Daphne with suspicion. She had no clue what part of their conversation had set the doctor off, but she just shrugged and turned to leave.

The moment she stepped out of the office, she saw Jensen waiting for her.

He didn't look happy. Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his head was bowed slightly, his silver hair casting a shadow over his forehead. The gloom seemed to swallow his eyes, giving him a dark, brooding look.

"Why didn't you come in?" Rebekah asked.

Jensen lifted his head, and his charming, almond-shaped eyes seemed to crinkle at the corners as if smiling. But Rebekah's sixth sense told her he was in a terrible mood.

"And interrupt your little chat?" he asked, his tone deceptively light.

Jensen, meanwhile, headed toward the pharmacy counter.

While the pharmacist was preparing her prescription, Rebekah's phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number. It was the same number that had called Benjamin yesterday.

The man, a guy named Victor, was calling to personally invite her to a class reunion. After Rebekah declined once, Victor resorted to pestering her.

"I pulled so many strings to get this number! You've skipped the last few reunions. Come on, do an old friend a favor and just show up! It's all arranged—next weekend, party at The Apex Lounge. Be there!"

He rushed through the words and hung up before Rebekah had a chance to say no again.

She let out a long, exasperated sigh. Benjamin must have given him her number. That man was determined to get back at her.

She could only imagine what kind of disaster was waiting for her at that reunion.