Chapter 91
“And how exactly will you do that p>
Benjamin closed the distance between them, his eyes sharp as he scanned Jensen’s face. “You work for the Hawthorne family, don’t you? Even with them backing you, in The Capital, I can still make you disappear. If you want to keep your job, you’d better watch yourself p>
Jensen let out a short, derisive laugh. “You care so much about your wife, Mr. Forrester? Then why did you let her take the fall for that car accident four months ago p>
Benjamin’s pupils contracted. He couldn’t believe Jensen knew about that. But he didn’t admit it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about p>
“You know exactly what I’m talking about. A despicable coward like you doesn’t deserve a wife.” Jensen’s voice was glacial. “Benjamin, this is just the beginning p>
With that, he turned and walked away.
Watching him go, Benjamin felt his blood run cold. Jensen knew everything. Did that mean Rebekah knew, too?
Rebekah was about to order some takeout when Benjamin stormed back into her room. “I’ve already processed your discharge. We’re going home p>
He was like a different person. As he looked at her, his eyes seemed to hold a flicker of remorse. He moved toward her, intending to pick her up, but she recoiled.
“I can walk on my own p>
She got up on her crutches, deliberately keeping her distance from him. She had already been thinking about when to return to the Forrester estate. She had to find out what lie Old Mr. Forrester had been telling her.
Seeing her avoidance, Benjamin grew more certain that she knew something But Jensen probably hadit told her everything of she Wouldn’t be this calm. If he was good to her for a while, her soft heart might lead her to forgive him.
When they got home, he ignored her protests and carried her straight into his bedroom. “You’ll be staying with me from now on p>
“I don’t want to.” Rebekah struggled, limping toward the door.
Benjamin grabbed her arm, holding her in place. We’re husband and wife. We should sleep in the same room. We’ve had a few days apart to cool down. If you just learn to
control your temper, we can go back to how things were p>
“I don’t want to go back. I just want a divorce.” She tried to pull her arm free, but his grip was like iron.
His face instantly darkened. He had already softened his tone; why couldn’t she just accept the olive branch? He had been too good to her in the past. That’s why she had become so spoiled and arrogant.
“I don’t care what Jensen told you, but you are my wife! You should believe me, not him!” His voice rose “Rebekah, we’ve been married for seven years. In all that time I never made you work, never let you suffer. How can you be so ungrateful p>
A cold laugh escaped her lips. “You were out making money for seven years, but was I sitting at home doing nothing? I raised our child, I ran this household. How dare you dismiss everything I’ve done for this family p>
“We have maids. What exactly did you do p>
Rebekah knew it was pointless to argue with him. She didn’t want to. “Then let’s get a divorce. I have nothing more to say to you p>
She tried to leave, but he held her fast. “Maybe if we had another child, you’d stop wanting a divorce p>