He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277

Rebecca stared at Vance, feeling a wave of deep exhaustion. It was so intense that she could barely remember what he looked like at 16.

“Vance, just leave,” she said tiredly.

“Come home with me,” he said. “No matter how angry you are, you can’t degrade yourself like this. I know you want to dance, but you can’t anymore.”

Her gaze turned cold, locked firmly on his face.

“Am I wrong?” Vance continued. “The doctor already told you. Desmond is just feeding you false hope. He’s not well–intentioned. Look at how thin you’ve gotten. What if you get hurt again? Don’t push yourself beyond your limits. As I said, you don’t have to do anything. You’ll always be Mrs. Bradford.”

“Shut up!” Desmond yelled.

Vance glanced at him and grabbed Rebecca’s arm. “Alright, no more arguing. You left without a word, and I flew across the world to find you and show my sincerity. That should have eased your anger.” 1

She stared at the veins bulging from his hand, not struggling. His words were suffocating.

“Vance,” she said evenly, as if speaking to a stranger, “I’ll be honest with you. The ten days I’ve spent away from you have been the happiest time of the last five years.”

His eyes widened, as though something inside them had shattered. She understood that look; he didn’t

believe her.

He could never imagine that the woman who had loved him so humbly and had given up everything for him, would refuse him now.

She was supposed to beg him to take her back. Without him, how could she survive? But things had changed.

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