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But I’d appreciate it if you could calm down a bit. ” He put his clothes back on and headed out. At the door, he turned back. ” I’ll give you the night to cool off. Tomorrow night, either you come back to the bedroom, or I’ll sleep in the guest room. “
Rebecca felt utterly helpless. She didn’t want to be Mrs. Bradford anymore. ” What’s your obsession with keeping me in this house? ” she demanded. ” I don’t want to be Mrs. Bradford forever. Let Catherine threaten my position. Is that so difficult? ” Vance paused, then laughed, dismissing it as another childish tantrum. Without a word, he headed to the master bedroom to take a shower. After that ordeal, Rebecca was covered in sweat. She took another quick shower, changed into a T – shirt, and lay back down. That night, heavy rain fell.
The sound of raindrops pattering against the glass window created a soothing white noise effect, and the temperature dropped sharply. Listening to the rain, she drifted off to sleep. The next morning, she woke up naturally. She checked the time, and it was already nine o’clock. Vance was outside talking to Nancy and hadn’t gone to the office yet. This wasn’t like his workaholic style at all. He gave some instructions and left. Only then did Rebecca get out of bed. At breakfast, Nancy came over to relay a message. ” Mr. Bradford said he’d be back after handling some matters.
He wants you to wait for him so you can go visit your parents together.” Rebecca immediately lost her appetite, unable to even stomach the oatmeal in front of her. She hadn’t said anything about visiting her parents. She had no desire to return. But she couldn’t vent her frustration at the housekeeper. She set down her spoon, preparing to leave the table. ” Ma’am… ” Nancy faltered. ” What else did he say? ” Rebecca asked, surprised by how verbose Vance could be. ” Well, ” Nancy said, ” there’s something I’m not sure if I should say. ” Rebecca sighed softly, ” Go ahead.”
“I don’t mean to meddle, ” Nancy stammered nervously. ” I’m just speaking from experience. You know, in a marriage, intimacy is important. Since Mr. Bradford took the initiative, wouldn’t things improve if you two had a child? ” Her words crossed the boundary a bit, but Rebecca knew that she was coming from a good place. Rebecca was grateful for Nancy’s meticulous care in the past five years, so she didn’t snap. Instead, she said, ” Thank you, Nancy, but my relationship with him isn’t that simple. Please don’t bring this up again.”
“I’m sorry, Ma’am. ” Nancy panicked. Just then, Rebecca’s phone rang on the table. It was the delivery service. ” You have two items: one large box and one document. ” Her heart raced at the mention of the document. It had to be her French proficiency scores arriving. ” Please bring them up, ” she replied quickly, giving the delivery person access. Sure enough, it was the test results, and the large box contained clothes she had ordered for Vance last month. She signed off the packages, about to close the door when the elevator dinged.
Vance stepped out, asking, ” What’s this? ” Rebecca quickly hid the envelope behind her, trying to sound natural. ” Your clothes. ” Vance hummed with satisfaction. As he entered the house, he reached over to touch her hair, as if to say, ” That’s more like it. ” She twisted her body, terrified he’d spot the envelope behind her. He turned back, surprised she was still standing in place. ” Aren’t you going to open it and let me try them on? ” he asked. Of course, she couldn’t do that and risk exposing her plans to leave him.
“Open it yourself. ” Rebecca stood firm, turning her head away, her back against the wall as she clutched the envelope. Vance sighed, ” Your temper has gotten worse lately. ” But he didn’t push her any further, nor did he suspect that she was hiding something from him. He simply went inside. In the end, Nancy opened the package, while Rebecca swiftly hid her scores and retreated to the guest room. ” Rebecca, we’re leaving, ” Vance called out from outside. She turned around sharply. ” Could you respect me a little?Stop springing every decision on me as a last- minute notification? ” He came to the guest room door. ” Is this really a last – minute thing? Today is your father’s birthday. ” She didn’t respond, and he raised an eyebrow. ” Or should I go alone?”
“Wait, I’ll change, ” she said, trying to close the door. Vance blocked it with a hand, his gaze deep and suspicious. ” Is it necessary to close the door? Is it because of that dancer kid?”
“Ridiculous. ” She slammed the door shut. In their five years of marriage, every time she changed clothes, she closed the door.
It had been his habit from the start, as if being seen would somehow tarnish his purity. He was always so tightly buttoned up in front of her. Even his pajamas were fastened to the last button. These were real overactions, totally absurd. After changing, she came out to find Vance waiting on the sofa. ” Let’s go. ” She noticed an envelope on the coffee table, figuring it was for her father. The envelope looked thick, stuffed with cash. Certainly not a small amount. This happened every year for her family’s birthdays. The giver was willing, and the receivers were happy.
Only she, stuck in the middle, felt more oppressed the larger the amount. Getting into the car, she saw boxes of premium cigarettes and liquor in the backseat. Her boastful father loved these things. Her parents lived in a neighborhood half an hour’s drive away. Vance had bought the new house for them after the marriage.
He didn’t particularly like her family, but he always accommodated their requests. To marry her, he had given a huge sum, which her parents naturally kept entirely. Her mother had said, ” I raised you.
Am I supposed to give away my daughter for nothing? Vance is rich. He doesn’t care about this little money. ” Afterward, every time they met with him, they complained about how damp and cramped the old house was. Vance, ever so sharp, understood immediately and bought them this four – bedroom house as a gift. Two years ago, when her brother graduated from college, they sighed about how difficult it was to get a job. Vance understood once again and opened a company for her brother. And one time, she heard Vance’s phone chime with a reminder she glimpsed by chance.
It was her brother’s birthday. He had marked every important day, remembering their birthdays even better than she did. Such instances were too numerous to count. Her parents liked to boast to everyone about how rich and generous their son – in – law was, and so, people admired Rebecca for marrying such a good man. She admitted that Vance, as a son – in – law, a brother – in – law, and even as a husband, seemed almost perfect. If she had to use one word to describe him, that would be ‘ flawless ‘ .
But she understood one thing very clearly: his devotion and kindness didn’t stem from love, but from atonement. D
“You’ll never dance again. ” Those words had struck like a fatal blow, shattering both Rebecca and Vance. She could still vividly recall his reaction upon hearing them. After the initial shock, it was as if his very soul had been drained from his body. From that moment, the vibrant man she once knew died. They were both chained eternally by those words. She lost the stage forever, while he was condemned to atone for it without end. ” I owe her. ” Those simple words became the crushing burden that defined his entire existence.
From then on, Vance ceased to live, replaced by a hollow shell. He became Rebecca’s husband, a mechanical figure devoid of warmth or emotion. He moved through life like a robot, methodically performing the roles of husband, son – in – law, and brother -in – law with cold precision. But now, he had come back to life. Catherine’s return had reignited the spark in him, flooding his world with light once more. He started to smile again, his eyes gleaming with renewed fire and vitality. Rebecca sighed deeply.
With things having reached this point, why wouldn’t he just let her go and free himself in the process? 4 ” Here we are, ” Vance said, his voice snapping her from her thoughts. They had arrived at the underground parking lot of her parents ‘ apartment complex. Rebecca stepped out in silence as Vance opened the back door and unloaded the items. Glancing over, she saw premium cigars and fine whiskey for her father, along with a large gift box whose contents remained a mystery. The boxes were bulky, requiring three trips to haul them all into the elevator.
If his friends saw him like this, they would surely badmouth her behind her back. ” That woman was born to drag Vance down. With his status, why is he slaving away for some broke family’s daughter? ” She couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. On this s point, she agreed that her greedy family didn’t deserve his efforts. As he carried the final box inside and caught the lingering smirk on her lips, he pressed the elevator button and asked, ” What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, ” she replied flatly. She couldn’t exactly tell him she was laughing at his foolishness, could she?The elevator ascended to her parents ‘ floor, and he said, ” You go in first. I’ll handle the stuff. ” She exited but lingered by the door. When he emerged with the boxes and saw her standing there, a hint of helplessness crossed his face. ” Or hold the door for me? ” She obliged, and he helplessly shook his head. ” This is your home too. ” She lowered her gaze. Her home? Hell not. This was just the home of her parents and her brother. No one had shown even a shred of concern when her leg was wrecked in the car accident.
They had only obsessed over how much compensation they could squeeze out. How could this ever feel like home? More ironically, Vance was far more welcome here than she ever had been. Once everything was unloaded, she rang the doorbell. Her parents, expecting them, fling the door open at once. Her mother, Adeline Perry, beamed and ushered Vance inside with exaggerated warmth. Rebecca almost wondered if Adeline would even notice her absence if she didn’t follow.
