All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

"If I'd known things would turn out like this, I would have studied much harder in high school and skipped far fewer classes," someone lamented."If I'd realized he liked me back then, I wouldn't have chickened out on graduation day. I would have confessed my feelings, no matter what. I can't believe I let that chance slip away," another sighed."If I could start over, I would never allow myself to be dependent on anyone else," Jenny remarked.The effects of alcohol loosened everyone's tongues, stirring their most sentimental nerves. For a moment, there were glistening eyes around the room as they transitioned from youthful days to the brink of adulthood, each carrying their own regrets."Rebecca, what about you? What is your deepest regret? If you could turn back the clock, what would you do differently?" someone asked.Rebecca held a glass of wine, the liquid shimmering in the light. Her thoughts wandered back to Halloween when the osmanthus flowers had sparkled like scattered s

Love Letters? Rebecca had no clue that Obadiah had ever written anything to her.She glanced back, but Vance scooped her into his arms and strode out of the room without a word. In the private room, stunned silence hung in the air as classmates exchanged wide-eyed looks.What? Obadiah had a crush on Rebecca?Obadiah thrashed against the guys restraining him. "Let me go! I am going to smash that hypocrite!""Obadiah, you are plastered. Chill out," they urged, gripping tighter to stop him from bolting after Vance."How did Vance even get here? Who invited him?" someone asked."I did," a guy admitted sheepishly, raising his hand. "He said he was picking up Rebecca. I wish I had not told him our spot.""Why not?" Obadiah howled. "I wanted him here! So, I could finally give him a piece of my mind!""Obadiah!""Do not hold me back! You all know how much Rebecca loved dancing, right? She would dance during morning drills, after classes, and even after evening study. Sometimes, she wo

The outside world fell silent.The car windows were open, and an early summer breeze, carrying a floral fragrance, wafted into the vehicle.Rebecca felt disoriented, but reality quickly hit her. She started to struggle but was pinned against the seat.In the cramped space, escaping was nearly impossible. She twisted and dodged, but Vance's scorching lips pursued relentlessly. Finally, he cupped her head. His breath invaded, dominant and all-consuming.They had been married for five years, yet this was their first true intimacy. It was her first kiss, but nothing like the tender dreams she had once cherished.This felt worlds apart. She did not want this.In her desperation, she seized his hair and yanked backward with all her strength. He grunted in pain and finally released her.They both gasped for air, locking eyes in the confined passenger seat. She felt dizzy, his face bobbing before her like a mirage.Outside, her classmates had vanished."Can't I kiss you?" Vance grunte

"Hmm?" Rebecca was still lost in the music."You're so glowing when you dance," Vance said, captivated by her radiant smile."Of course!" she laughed, teetering in his support. "Desmond, do you know my happiest days?"His heart tightened. "When?""Those four years at the dance academy. I flew freely." She twirled, feeling dizzy until she collapsed into his arms. "I had dance and you..."She meant friends, but drunkenness truncated it. Her head rested on his chest, and silence fell.Vance froze until Nancy brought the pajamas per his request. She hovered at the door, hearing no sounds from within."Sir?" she called out tentatively.Vance roused and shook Rebecca. "Rebecca, wake up.""Stop..." she murmured. "I'm tired. I need to rest."He stiffened, turning to the door. "Nancy, you still there?""Yes, sir.""Come in.""Okay."Nancy entered with the pajamas, saw Rebecca cradled in Vance's arms, and quickly looked away."Run a bath for her," he ordered just as his phone rang

Nancy's ankle was severely swollen, making it impossible for her to walk, and she had fractured her arm, which explained why she couldn't hold her phone steadily.Rebecca had a head injury that required stitches, but aside from feeling a bit dizzy, likely due to blood loss and alcohol, she was fine.She was worried the stitches couldn't handle the long flight, and the doctor didn't give her a definitive answer at first.He inquired about her flight schedule. It was around ten days until her departure. The wound wasn't severe, so he said they would assess her healing closer to the date.Rebecca and Nancy were in different rooms, with no one caring for them. When nurses asked, Rebecca requested caregivers promptly.She was dizzy but organized. After taking care of everything, she felt exhausted and lay down to sleep.The ward bustled with noises that were usually disruptive. Not this time. She slumbered soundly.Nancy fretted and dispatched the caregivers to check on Rebecca. Each