My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 217

The night before, Rebekah had tossed and turned, muttering in her sleep. Her closed eyelids had fluttered, her brow had been tightly furrowed, and her body had trembled. Jensen had sat by her side, constantly wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. He had wanted to wake her, but she was in such a deep sleep that nothing could stir her. Fearing she would catch a chill in her damp clothes, he had his assistant bring a fresh set.

Rebekah sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, disoriented as she pulled herself out of the lingering fog of her nightmare. She looked at Jensen blankly, feeling a strange sense of déjà vu. It was just like those years abroad; whenever she woke from a nightmare, Jensen would always find some silly topic to distract her.

"Th-thank you," she said, taking the clothes and heading into the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror, she saw that her shoulders and arms were still red and swollen. A dull, numb pain radiated from her back. She gently pressed on one of the welts and, strangely, felt no pain at all. The doctor must have given her painkillers.

She dazedly changed her clothes and stepped out, only to be met with an unwelcome sight. Sampson was standing in the hospital room, glaring fiercely at Jensen.

"The nurse said Rebekah was in this room. Where is she?" Sampson demanded.

Just as he finished speaking, the bathroom door opened and Rebekah emerged. The moment Sampson saw her, he raised his hand and lunged forward to strike her.

Jensen moved faster, delivering a sharp kick to Sampson's side that sent him sprawling to the floor. "You dare try to hit her in front of me?"

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