Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 553

Chapter 553

In the end, Rebecca found asige frame and placed the sketch on her desk.

She gazed at the drawing of herself wearing practice clothes. Her hair was pulled into a high bun, and the expression in her eyes was captured perfectly.

She took a photo of the sketch and sent it to Jenny, asking the latter to guess who everyone was. Jenny screamed in excitement over the messages–a reaction that Rebecca had anticipated.

She chuckled, lay back in the lounge chair by the floor–to–ceiling windows, and continued to chat with Jenny.

Vance’s letter was written after the rain, but right now the weather in Paris was lovely. Sunlight streamed through the windows, carrying the same healing quality he had described in Darren.

Jenny: [We really had the simplest kind of happiness back then.]

Rebecca couldn’t quite remember how happy she had been in those days. Her whole life then had consisted of studying, dancing, and quietly liking someone.

Maybe because she had experienced too much deep pain since then, the happiness and unhappiness of those years had faded.

Jenry: [Where did you get this sketch?]

Rebecca: (Vance sent it. Darren drew it. It was hanging on the wall of a countryside guesthouse in France. Isn’t that kind of amazing?]

Jenny: [What is Vance doing now? Are you two not fighting anymore?]

Rebecca told the story of Vance following Darren’s old travel route. She knew Jenny cared more about what was happening between her and Vance.

Rebecca: [Jenny…]

Divorcing Vance had felt like cutting off a piece of her flesh, and the whole messy chapter with Desmond had left a shadow in her heart that refused to fade.

Various thoughts flooded her mind, but she couldn’t shape them into words.

Rebecca still carried guilt toward Desmond. If something bad happened to him because of her, she wouldn’t rest easy. She wanted to know how he was doing

“Denise,” she said, forcing a smile, “do you have something to tell me? How is Desmond doing?”

The rims of Denise’s eyes instantly reddened.

“What’s wrong?” Rebecca panicked.

Denise quickly shook her head. “I thought you hated me now and would never talk to me again.”

“How could I?” Rebecca said softly.

She just didn’t know how to face the Schroeders.