Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242

Rebecca pressed a hand to her chest, expecting the old pain, or at least a wave of nausea. But even that was absent.

The people on the other end of the phone were like utter strangers speaking in a foreign language. After leaving that suffocating environment and Vance, she felt like a butterfly finally breaking free of its cocoon -light, unburdened, and truly free.

“Rebecca, come join us! We’re starting to eat,” Desmond called from outside.

“Coming!” she responded cheerfully.

“Rebecca?” Desmond’s voice echoed again.

Although the door stood open, he knocked politely. “Rebecca, are you alright in there? We’re holding off for you!”

“All good. I’m coming right out!” Rebecca emerged with her phone, intending to terminate the video, but Vance’s sullen face suddenly filled the screen.

Unbothered, Rebecca ended the call just as he began to shout out. Regardless of how persistently he tried to reconnect, she steadfastly ignored him.

A meal’s enjoyment hinged on the vibe.

These modest, budget-friendly choices seldom appeared on a formal dining table. Yet, when they were shared among kindred spirits with passion, the atmosphere alone transformed the gathering into something exhilarating.

To Rebecca, this impromptu late-night meal ranked among the most gratifying “feasts” she had savored in the past five years. It was more flavorful than any extravagant dinner she had shared with Vance at

upscale venues.

The boisterous session concluded around midnight. No matter how engaging the company was, it was time to disperse.

When Rebecca returned to her room, Lauren was ready for bed, smelling the lingering aroma clinging to Rebecca’s clothes,

“I caught a glimpse of your posts,” she chuckled. “Had a good time?”

“Yeah!” Rebecca grinned. “It was incredibly fun. Thank you so much.”

She was grateful that Lauren had brought her on this trip and reunited her with the community. This was where she belonged. Only in the company of her peers did she discover a profound sense of alignment in life.

As the night deepened, Rebecca switched off the lights and went to bed. Yet the surge of excitement within her refused to ebb away.

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She delved into social media, discovering a plethora of updates about Day 2 of the tour, ranging from daytime rehearsals to the night’s assembly.

The posts exuded vibrancy and optimism. This was the essence of living.

Looking back, she had been confined within the suffocating bounds of marriage, each day a monotonous drudgery. Now it felt like emerging from a hazy dream and experiencing a vivid rebirth.

Vance’s messages persisted unabated throughout the night, but she never replied.

While she browsed the feeds, another message came through. It was a photo of her and Desmond, obtained from some unknown source-likely another instance of Jenny’s six degrees of separation.

It showed her standing next to Desmond, lifting a beverage in a group toast. She hadn’t even realized how radiantly she had been smiling.

Vance’s text brimmed with indignation: [Take a good look at yourself! Do you even recall that you’re a wife? What sort of conduct is this? Have you abandoned all moral restraints?]

She found the hypocrisy profoundly amusing. So, he was familiar with concepts like “moral restraints” and “appropriate conduct”.

She had simply been captured in a photo during a communal meal, and that rendered her immoral?

Yet he, as a married man, had embarked on an island getaway with another woman and shared accommodations. Where did his sense of propriety and ethics fit into that?

Strangely, although his words struck her as ridiculous, she felt no compulsion to counter them. The chat window now resembled an immense swamp; exchanging even one more word would only pull her back into the mire.

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