My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Rebekah knew exactly who was on the other end of that conversation.

A sharp, familiar sadness rose in her chest, come and gone in an instant.

She coolly averted her gaze and headed upstairs with the medicine.

When Benjamin saw her, his expression instantly hardened. “Where have you been?” he demanded.

“Nowhere special,” she replied flatly, continuing up the stairs.

Her dismissive attitude ignited a spark of anger in him. So, now that she had Grandpa on her side, she felt bold enough to give him attitude?

He shot up from the sofa and blocked her path. Before he could say anything, his eyes fell on the bag in her hand. He snatched it from her. Inside were more medicated patches. His gaze then flicked to the patch on her wrist, and a sneer twisted his lips.

“You went out today just to buy this junk?”

Rebekah grabbed the bag back. “It’s none of your business.”

Her defiance infuriated him. He had allowed her to return, hadn’t forced her to apologize to Candice. He had been more than generous. How dare she act like the wronged party and give him the cold shoulder?

“You’re already a lost cause,” he jeered. “No amount of useless patches is going to fix you.”

He knew exactly which words would hurt her the most. Her ruined hand meant she could no longer dance or hold a scalpel. It was her greatest source of pain.

“Whether it’s useful or not is not for you to decide. If you have time to bother me, you should spend it thinking about our divorce.”

She tried to move past him, but he grabbed her arm.

“Divorce? Rebekah, you are the biggest hypocrite I’ve ever met! You play the devoted act only in front of Grandpa, then turn around and demand a divorce from me. You’re just trying to win his sympathy, aren’t you? Painting yourself as the victim so he’ll take care of you.”

Rebekah didn’t want to argue. She tried to pull her arm free. “Let go of me!”

He only tightened his grip, his fingers digging into the scarred flesh of her wrist without a shred of pity. Pain shot through her, so intense it made her bones ache.

“Listen to me, Rebekah,” he hissed. “If you want to hold on to the wealth and privilege of being Mrs. Forrester, then you’d better learn your place. Stop acting like a spoiled child. You should learn a thing or two about grace and forgiveness from your sister!”

With a final, violent shove, he released her and stormed upstairs.

Chapter 51

Rebekah clutched her wrist, waiting for the throbbing to subside before following him. She and Benjamin had separate bedrooms-a condition she had insisted on. Benjamin hadn’t objected,

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