Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Vance gave a bitter smile. “You don’t hate me enough already?”

Rebecca said nothing, acknowledging their marriage had reached a point beyond repair.

He wrapped her in a towel, carried her out of the bathroom, and set her on the edge of the bed. Then he walked back into the bathroom.

Nancy had changed the sheets, but Rebecca’s hair was still dripping. She needed to dry it.

“Nancy?” she called out.

The hairdryer was in the bathroom. She refused to go back in and face Vance again, hoping Nancy would come to help.

But it was Vance who appeared, hairdryer in hand. “I told you Nancy won’t be coming in tonight.”

He plugged it in, letting the warm air blow on her hair. She blinked in confusion, wondering what he was up to. Trying to win her over? Or was this still about Catherine?

Neither of them spoke. The only sound filling the room was the roar of the hairdryer.

While she had nothing left to say, she could guess what Vance might say and saw no point in hearing it.

Vance dried her hair with clumsy care, switching sides randomly and tugging a few times, but he eventually finished.

“Where is your hair tie?” he asked.

She blinked, confused.

Without waiting for her response, he rummaged through the drawer and found one. Then he gathered her hair on top of her head and tied it into a messy bun.

Her neck, shoulders, and part of her back were exposed. He stared at the bruises, then turned her toward the mirror. “Look what that so-called rehab did to you.”

He spun her around so she could see the dark marks on her back. “See?”

They were from falling or bumping into equipment during the exercises. But why did he care?

Suddenly, he yanked the towel away. She snatched the blanket and wrapped it around herself, glaring at him. “Touch me again, and you’ll regret it!”

He sat across from her, a smirk playing on his lips. “Five years of marriage, and this is how you react when I touch you?”

What other reaction did he expect? She laughed coldly. “If you touch me, won’t Catherine be heartbroken?

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Not answering, he leaned over and pressed her down onto the bed, but he didn’t pull the blanket away. His warm palm settled on her thigh and began gently massaging the bruises.

She froze, recognizing this pattern. Flattery rarely came without ulterior motives; he clearly wanted something.

He applied ointment to the bruises, starting from her thigh, then to her arms, stomach, and back. Once he finished, he tucked the blanket around her and met her cold stare.

She waited for the inevitable request to drop the case. Instead, he adjusted the blanket and muttered,” How did we end up here?”

Did he really not know?

He sighed, “Let’s talk calmly.”

She paused, reflecting. Since Catherine’s return, she had been the calm one, and he had kept losing

control.

“I don’t know what there is left to talk about,” she said. “I’ve made my point clear enough.”

He slid his hand under the blanket and found hers. “I never wanted it this way. From the very beginning, I wanted to build a real life with you.”

“Really?” she scoffed. “From the beginning, I was the evil woman who tricked you into marriage,

remember?”

He fell silent, shutting his eyes.

She continued, “Mr. Bradford, please let go of my hand and bring me the rubbing alcohol.”

When Vance opened his eyes, the red veins in them were more pronounced. These past few days had clearly been exhausting as he tried every means to exonerate Catherine.

Without a word, he fetched the bottle and handed it over. She propped herself up, took the alcohol, and began spraying it on her hands, arms, legs, stomach, and back-everywhere he had just touched. Even her hair received a generous spritz.

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