My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Old Mr. Forrester’s tone was uncompromising. With that, he turned and went upstairs, his resolve crystal clear.

It wasn’t just Benjamin and Hortensia who were baffled; even Rebekah couldn’t understand him. Just that afternoon, he had been furious with her for implicating the Forrester Group. Why was he now so adamant about preserving her marriage to Benjamin?

For the family, the simplest solution was for her and Benjamin to divorce immediately. They could publicly distance themselves from her, letting the online backlash fall squarely on her shoulders. The crisis facing the Forrester Group would be resolved.

Why was Old Mr. Forrester so against such an easy fix?

Furious at her father-in-law’s decree, Hortensia threw a tantrum in the dining room.

“You jinx!” she shrieked at Rebekah. “What kind of spell have you cast on him that makes him protect you like this?”

Shawn, who had been certain Candice was about to become his new mother, was devastated that his great-grandfather had forbidden the divorce.

He scrambled off his chair, ran up to Rebekah, and declared with a pout, “Even if you don’t get a divorce, I’ll never call you ‘Mom’! I don’t want a bad woman like you as my mother!”

With that, he stormed off. Hortensia doted on her grandson and hurried after him to console

him.

Soon, only Benjamin and Rebekah were left in the dining room.

Benjamin’s expression remained cold. He stared down at the table for a long moment before finally lifting his eyes to meet hers, his gaze dark and unreadable.

Rebekah raised an eyebrow, confused, until he spoke, his tone condescending. “You’ve already paid the price for the hit-and-run.” His voice was cool. “But you’ve been with me for years. You’ve put in the time, so I won’t just cut you loose. Besides, Grandfather won’t allow it.”

The way he spoke down to her grated on her nerves. His words implied she had actually done something wrong, and he was now generously letting it slide. The whole performance was unbearable.

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a new resolve.

“Benjamin, let’s get a divorce.”

At her words, Benjamin’s expression froze, and an abrupt silence fell between them. It stretched on for so long that Rebekah felt compelled to add, “I’ll talk to Grandfather. We can go to city hall in the next few days to file the papers. There’s still the thirty-day waiting period, after all.”

Whether for Candice’s sake or to resolve the Forrester Group’s crisis, divorce was the best option. He had no reason to disagree.

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But Benjamin’s face hardened, the atmosphere around him growing heavy.

“What’s this? You seem to be in a hurry to divorce me.”

He looked at Rebekah with a complex expression. He hadn’t expected her to go this far for him. She, who was so obsessed with money and status, was willing to give up her position as Mrs. Forrester just to help him through this crisis.

A flicker of guilt stirred within him.

“Stop going on about divorce!”

With that, he stood up and left the room.

Rebekah watched him go, her brow furrowed in confusion. She couldn’t understand why he was against it, but this was urgent. She had to make it happen.

That night was sleepless. Rebekah tossed and turned for hours, her mind racing. Though she hadn’t left the estate, the flood of hateful comments online was endless. Her phone had been buzzing with notifications all day, filling her with a creeping dread for the future.

If this continued, the hit-and-run accusation would be cemented in the public’s mind. No matter how brilliant her future designs were, she would be boycotted.

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