Chapter 9
Rebecca glanced at the babies and dozed off again, not waking until the next morning.
The babies were wailing from hunger. Debra held the babies, feeling a bit anxious. She didn’t want to disturb her daughter’s sleep, but these little ones were relentless. Couldn’t they wait a bit longer for their breakfast?
Rebecca quickly awoke at the sound of the babies‘ cries and tentatively asked, “Are they hungry?”
Debra nodded, quickly handing the babies over to Rebecca.
Rebecca snuggled them close and began to nurse.
Outside, the commotion had also woken Sam and Melissa. They got up, nerves on edge, and headed towards.
Rebecca’s room.
Theodore had slept in the study last night and also came out at this time.
They exchanged a look before turning their attention to Rebecca’s door.
Melissa raised her hand to knock, but just as her fingers were about to touch the door, the crying inside suddenly stopped. It seemed that the babies had been soothed.
Her hand paused. After a beat of hesitation, she called out, “Rebecca? Honey, you up?”
Inside the room, Rebecca heard the sound at the door and looked up toward it.
Debra also glanced toward the door, She couldn’t deny it. She really disliked the entire Edwards family.
“I’m awake, Grandma. I’m feeding the babies,” Rebecca finally said after a moment of silence.
She was a bit worried that if she didn’t answer, Melissa might come in. It could get awkward, especially if Sam was around.
Outside, Sam and Melissa both let out a sigh of relief. Knowing the great–grandchildren were being taken care of put them at ease.
Theodore subconsciously relaxed as well. Then, he looked at Rebecca’s door and his grandparents standing by it, feeling somewhat irritated.
He pulled out his phone, checked the time, and said, “Grandpa, Grandma, I’m going to work.”
Sam and Melissa looked at him.
Theodore remained silent for a moment and then turned to leave.
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While Rebecca was feeding the babies, the housemaid had already prepared breakfast. Rebecca’s breakfast was a special soup for her body to recover, which was good for her health and could help with milk production since she
had to nurse two babies now.
After breakfast, Sam and Melissa started watching the children. It didn’t matter how many times they saw their great–grandchildren. They were simply smitten.
The babies, just born, still had a bit of jaundice and needed some sunlight. The nanny took the babies outside when the time was right, with Sam and Melissa following along.
Inside the room, Debra waited until everyone had left before sitting down next to Rebecca. She smiled happily and said, “Becky, your dad texted me this morning. He wants to open a branch of our jewelry store right here in Macloria.
“If you manage to divorce Theodore in a month, we’ll head straight back to Hivalis. But if things get messy and there’s a hold–up, you can get some hands–on training at the new store. Once you’ve got the hang of it, you’ll be in charge of all our family’s jewelry business,” Debra said with a smile.
Rebecca was stunned. “Mom…”
She didn’t get to finish her sentence as Debra quickly covered her mouth. Rebecca remembered that she shouldn’t call her “mom” at this place, or it might reveal their relationship.
“Isn’t this a bit risky?” Rebecca asked nervously.
Debra laughed. “Nothing risky about it, honey. Those boys couldn’t care less about the family business. If you don’t step up, everything we’ve built will be taken by others.”
“No way,” Rebecca quickly replied.
Debra nodded. “Exactly. Your father and I used to feel bad about it, but luckily, we’ve found you now. Becky, you wouldn’t mind taking over the family business, would you? We own several mines overseas, and more than half of Hivalis‘ jewelry stores. It’s a huge enterprise. One day, I’ll take you to see the gemstone. Many people love them.”
Rebecca couldn’t find the words to express her gratitude. She finally understood what it felt like to have parents who loved her. Her mom and dad were so good to her.
Unable to hold back, Rebecca reached out and gently hugged her mother, resting her head in her mother’s embrace. It felt warm, just like a mother’s hug should.
Debra held her daughter gently. After so many years of separation, she had finally found her precious child. It took her a long time to feel a sense of reality. Her daughter…was truly back.
However, their tender moment was interrupted by a knock at the door.
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Rebecca and Debra both looked toward the door. The next moment, Debra stood up and walked to open it.
It was a housekeeper standing there.
The housekeeper glanced at Debra and entered the room, saying, “Ms. Mitchell, some people are here to see you. They say they are your family.”
“Family?” Both Rebecca and Debra felt a wave of nervousness, glancing at each other.
“Let them in,” Rebecca said.
“Okay,” the housekeeper agreed.
She then quickly left. Rebecca wondered if it was her father and brothers or her uncle coming to visit.
But when she got downstairs and saw who it was, her heart sank. It was her adoptive parents and Janet!
Sam and Melissa were in the living room, putting on a fake show for the Mitchells even though it was clear that
they were displeased.
Hearing the noise from upstairs, everyone looked toward the stairs and saw Debra and Rebecca.
Janet also saw Rebecca, and a fleeting look of disdain flickered her eyes before it quickly turned into a smile. She stood up, her prominently swollen belly clearly visible.
“Rebecca, there you are! I heard your babies were born, so Mom, Dad, and I came to see you,” Janet smiled.
Rebecca paused for a beat, then continued down the stairs without a word.
Gary Mitchell and Karen Mitchell, her adoptive parents, also turned to look at Rebecca as she approached.
Rebecca stopped short, saying, “I’m going to check on the kids. Then, she turned to leave.
She had nothing to say to this family, nor did she want to.
“Rebecca!” Karen yelled as she saw her leaving. “We came all this way to see you, and this is how you treat us?”
Rebecca smiled and turned to Karen. “And what do you think about Janet showing up at my house, pregnant with my husband’s child, while I’m still recovering? How do you feel about that?”
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