Chapter 91

Rebecca sat on the edge of her apartment bed, her hair still loose after she had taken out her hairpin. The light makeup that had been neatly applied earlier was beginning to fade, leaving a slight smudge of eyeliner in the corner of her eye. She stared at the small mirror on the dressing table, looking at her own reflection. Her thoughts drifted back to the past, two months before Nora returned—a night that still haunted her to this day.

That night, the hotel ballroom was filled with laughter and formal conversation. The annual office gala was underway. Rebecca stood not far from Samuel, wearing an elegant knee-length black dress, her hair neatly pinned up. She looked professional like any other secretary, though deep down she felt a pang of bitterness—because in truth, she was Samuel Wilson’s wife.

But no one knew. Only the two of them kept that secret. All others knew was that Nora was Samuel’s wife.

Samuel was talking to a colleague from the overseas branch, a glass of wine in hi