Chapter 136
Benjamin stormed into the room, his glare fixed on Jensen. “I warned you to stay away from my wife p>
Jensen, already in a foul mood, was more than happy to return the hostility. A smirk touched his lips, but before he could speak, Rebekah cut in.
“He’s my aunt’s driver. She sent him to bring me food. Is there a problem?” The ‘aunt’ she referred to was Faye.
Hearing her call Faye ‘aunt’ gave Jensen an odd sense of satisfaction. It was true; soon enough, Rebekah would be calling her aunt along with him.
Realizing Jensen worked for Faye, Benjamin reined in his hostility, though his expression remained grim. “I can take care of my own wife. You can leave p>
“Miss Fletcher is a Hawthorne now, Mr. Forrester,” Jensen said, standing to face him. Dressed casually in a t-shirt and jeans, his silver hair catching the light, he projected an aura of power that was every bit a match for the aristocratically raised Benjamin. The two men faced off like a tiger and a wolf.
“And the Hawthorne family will be getting justice for her injuries,” Jensen added, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
For a moment, Benjamin actually felt a flicker of fear.
Jensen turned back to Rebekah. “I’ll be going now p>
“Drive safe,” she said with a nod.
After Jensen left, Benjamin looked at Rebekah. She was in a hospital gown, and bruises were still visible on her neck. She was ignoring him, focused on her meal. His anger subsided, replaced by a wave of something else.
“I apologize on Justin’s behalf for what happened today p>
Rebekah looked up, meeting his concerned gaze. “Where is Justin now p>
“Grandfather sent him to the old family chapel to kneel for three days. His legs will probably be useless by the time he’s done.” Benjamin sat on the edge of the bed, his voice soft. “My love it was my fault I nevek should have let you go with him. promise I’ll get revenge for you. Please, don’t be angry with me p>
He reached out to gently touch her bruises, just as he had three years ago, his eyes full of devotion and worry.
Rebekah turned her head, avoiding his touch.
Benjamin awkwardly retracted his hand, assuming she was still upset. He decided not to push it. After a moment, he asked, “How did your talk with your aunt go?” There was arreager, hopeful look in his eyes.
Rebekah put down her chopsticks and looked at him seriously. “I don’t think I’m a Hawthorne. Are you sure the paternity test wasn’t a mistake p>
“Impossible!” Benjamin retorted immediately. “The Hawthornes’ missing daughter is the same age as you. Grandfather went to great lengths to find your family. Don’t be ungrateful p>
Rebekah just gave a cold smile.
Benjamin put the tray table away. “Did your aunt say when she’s taking you to meet the rest of the family p>
Rebekah shook her head. “Since I’m questioning my own identity, I’m sure the Hawthornes will want to confirm it themselves before they take me home.” Hearing this, Benjamin’s expression darkened. “What did you say to Faye?” “Nothing p>
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He stared at her, trying to read her expression, but gave up. “My love you’ll meet your birth parents in the next couple of days you dont need to doubt the truth. Science doesn’t fie.” sŵnovels