My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 85

Even if Benjamin beat Rebekah to death, he couldn't let them get divorced.

Benjamin walked over to Rebekah, his gaze cold and hard. "Apologize to Sienna."

Rebekah's heart was numb. A bitter laugh escaped her lips. "I did nothing wrong." She would not apologize.

Sienna lifted her chin, her eyes filled with malicious glee. "I want her to kneel and apologize to me. Otherwise, this isn't over!"

"In your dreams!"

Rebekah turned to leave, but Benjamin grabbed her arm. "Benjamin, let me go—"

Before she could finish, he yanked her forward, forcing her down onto her knees. His face was a mask of stone as he held her there.

"Apologize!"

Humiliation washed over Rebekah. Across the room, Candice's eyes were gleaming with triumph. Rebekah clamped her mouth shut. She would never apologize for something she didn't do.

Benjamin's patience was wearing thin. He shifted his weight and pressed his foot down hard on her injured ankle.

"Ah!" A sharp cry of pain escaped her lips as agony shot through her leg.

He leaned in close, his voice a low whisper in her ear. "Rebekah, I know you didn't seduce Sienna's boyfriend. But Candice is part of the Griffin family now. As her sister, you have to think about her. Just apologize."

Rebekah's face was pale, her heart feeling as if it had been pierced through. For Candice's sake, she was expected to endure this injustice, this utter degradation?

She would never apologize. Never.

The pressure on her ankle intensified, and she began to tremble with pain. "Rebekah!" he hissed, his voice laced with frustration as her face grew even whiter. Why did she have to be so stubborn?

Such a noble justification.

Rebekah turned her head, her face an emotionless mask. "Benjamin, I was wrong."

"You weren't wrong. I know you didn't steal Sienna's boyfriend."

"I was wrong to live Candice's life for eighteen years. I was wrong to marry you seven years ago. And I was wrong to have your son." Each word was delivered in a flat, dead tone. She was utterly broken.

Benjamin stared at her, his frustration mounting until it finally boiled over. "Are you going to start this again?"

A faint, cold smile touched Rebekah's lips. "No. This time, I'm done fighting."

She had made a decision. She would stay at the Forrester estate, by Benjamin's side, until she found the proof she needed—proof that he and Candice had framed her. She would clear her name, and she would make them both pay.