Hortensia had a maid physically push Rebekah out of Shawn's room, leaving a red mark on her arm. Through the crack in the door, she could hear them talking.
"Candice, thank you so much for coming. The boy is always so attached to you."
"It's no trouble. I adore Shawn, and I'm happy to be here for him. As long as he gets better, I'd come anytime."
Shawn struggled to sit up and hugged Candice. "Aunt Candice is the best! I love you the most!"
They looked like a perfect little family. A bitter smile touched Rebekah's lips as she turned away. The whole situation was just one cruel irony after another.
As she turned, she saw Old Mr. Forrester coming up the stairs.
"Rebekah, I need to speak with you." His tone was once again kind and gentle.
She followed him into the study.
"Rebekah," the old man began, "you told me you wanted to divorce Benjamin. I wanted to ask you why."
Rebekah sat on the sofa opposite him, studying his benevolent expression. For a moment, she was lost in thought, remembering his harsh, accusatory tone in this very room just days ago.
"Grandfather, why are you so insistent that Benjamin and I stay together?"
Before, she might have believed it was because he was genuinely fond of her. Now, she wasn't so sure. She was just a fake heiress, and her biological family was ordinary. She brought no benefit to Benjamin or the Forresters. So why was he so determined to keep them married?


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