Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 208

Chapter 208

Now that Rebecca was safe, fear started to creep in.

She nodded to Desmond’s question, her hands trembling. Her wrists, which had been grabbed by him during the rescue, were red and stinging.

“How did you even find me?” she asked.

It was the cherry season in the neighboring state, and Joyce loved cherries.

With modern delivery and her money, she could have had any fruit she wanted, but this was Desmond’s way of showing love.

Every year, he went to the orchard himself, picked the freshest cherries, and delivered them in person.

Last night, he had driven to the orchard, picked through the night, and arrived back in Soliaridge this morning. Having a noon flight to Arelmoor, he decided to swing by and drop off two boxes for Rebecca

to try.

When he got to the complex and called, she didn’t answer.

From the elevator, two men carried a huge box out. He shouldered the cherries and went in, knowing roughly which floor she lived on.

It would have been rude to go straight up, but the cherries didn’t keep long. Even if she wasn’t home, he could leave them with the housekeeper.

But the elevator wouldn’t let him up. Luckily, a kid who lived two floors below came in and used his key card. Desmond rode partway, then took the stairs up.

He kept calling her the whole time, but she never picked up. He could even hear her phone ringing inside. Then he noticed her front door was wide open and her phone was ringing on the floor.

He called out to her, but there was no answer. He was puzzled until he saw the untouched delivery bags

outside.

The earlier scene in the elevator flashed across his mind. Carrying the big box, one of the two guys was wearing a delivery uniform.

He raced downstairs and chased them, but they were already gone.

He asked the shop owners outside the complex. One of them remembered a guy in a delivery shirt loading a big box into a van, and it should have been captured by the security cameras of the shop.

He paid the owner to pull the plate and direction. It turned out the van had left only minutes earlier, probably slowed down by the weight of the box.

“So, I followed them,” Desmond explained. “They didn’t get far. I caught up after two blocks and tailed them there. I was too late. They had already gone upstairs. After calling the police, I found some old rope

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and a safety net on the construction site, set everything up, and went up to signal you.”

That signal was their private code.

She had actually seen him when Elliott dragged her up. He had been hanging outside the 12th floor for a split second.

That was why she had run for the window, even when Elliott threatened her.

She understood the gesture: Lift One. It was something they had made up, not taught in class. Anyone who had ever partnered with her in “Butterfly Lovers” knew it.

Before their recent reunion, she had forgotten Desmond, but she had never forgotten the moves.

So, she had gestured behind her back, signaling that she understood. Then it had been the exchange between Vance and the kidnappers.

When Catherine was pushed toward Vance and the grip on her loosened, Desmond gave the signal again. Rebecca leaned back and spread her arms.

Hanging upside down, he caught her perfectly. With the momentum, she flipped and landed smoothly on

his back.

It was muscle memory, etched in her soul. The movement was messy, but it worked. And he had been thoughtful enough to rig a safety net on the tenth floor just in case. Even if she had fallen, she would have only hit the net.

“Come on, I’ll get you to the room first, then go buy stuff,” Desmond said.

“Weren’t you supposed to fly back to Arelmoor?” Rebecca asked.

If it had been a noon flight, he had definitely missed it.

“It’s fine. Already missed it. I’ll catch an evening one.” He grinned, his white teeth glowing in the sunlight.

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