"Rebecca! Where are you going? I'll fix everything—just... don't leave with him." His voice broke, heavy with regret.
Rebecca stirred weakly in Bruce's arms.
She knew—Samuel was only afraid of losing face in front of his men.
After all, on paper, she was still his wife. How could he bear to watch another man carry her away?
In a faint voice, she asked Bruce to set her down. He obliged, lowering her gently to her feet.
Then he took a document from one of his guards and placed it in her hands.
Clutching the blood-stained papers, Rebecca bit her lip and walked—slowly, unsteadily—towards Samuel.
Without a word, she flung the document straight into his face.
Samuel picked it up, his eyes freezing on the words: Divorce Agreement.
They cut through him like a blade.
Stunned, he lifted hi
