The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 1033

Hailey shivered. She trusted Jonah completely—otherwise, she never would have brought Rebecca home.

However, seeing Rebecca in such a sorry state still caught her off guard. It was clear that Jonah was genuinely furious this time.

Hailey felt no sympathy for Rebecca. This was the price every home-wrecking mistress had to pay.

Still, she knew she had to keep up appearances. She needed to uncover exactly who Rebecca was and what she was plotting.

Hailey feigned surprise and gasped. She stepped forward quickly, asking, "Rebecca, what happened to you?"

Rebecca touched the blood on her face, and she felt her head spin from the pain. There was no room left in her mind for romance or dreamy illusions.

"Hailey… Mr. Pilsner hit me."

Hailey glanced at Jonah. "Why did you lay a hand on Rebecca?"

Jonah's expression darkened. "What do you think?"

He threw the question back to her.

Hailey fought back a laugh. "Hold on… This is the master bedroom. Rebecca, what are you doing in my room? Ms. Pena!"

Dolores stepped forward. "Yes, Mrs. Pilsner?"

"Ms. Pena, didn't you assign a room for Rebecca?"

"I did, Mrs. Pilsner. It's just a few doors down. I have no idea how Ms. Conway ended up in the master bedroom!"

Hailey turned to Rebecca. "Why didn't you stay in your own room?"

Rebecca's voice trembled with guilt. "Hailey, I… I was looking for you. I didn't realize Mr. Pilsner was in the shower."

"But if you already knew he was inside, what exactly were you trying to do by going in?" Hailey questioned.

"I… I thought it was you," Rebecca stammered. "When Mr. Pilsner saw me, he hit me with a bottle."

Dolores didn't have a good opinion of Rebecca. "Ms. Conway, with all due respect, did you forget it's the middle of the night?

"As a guest, entering the master bedroom was already inappropriate, but walking straight into the bathroom crosses a line. That kind of behavior only invites misunderstandings. People are bound to question your intentions."

Jonah's anger simmered, frustration darkening his expression. He glanced at Hailey. "Are you really going to the hospital?"

"Yes. You should rest. I'll be back soon," Hailey replied.

"What if I don't let you go?"

"Come on, it'll only be for a little while."

"Then wait for me. I'll go get changed and take you there myself."

Given the late hour and Hailey's pregnancy, Jonah had no choice but to go with her.

Hailey nodded. "Alright."

While lying on the stretcher, Rebecca burned with fury. Even in her battered state, she was forced to witness their blatant show of affection. It was a torture unlike any other.

Jonah could have driven her to the hospital himself, yet all he did was call for an ambulance.