All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Vance was the one who had brought up his grandma to explain things and mark his private space. Had he considered Rebecca's feelings then?"That smile again," he said, frowning. His deep eyes seemed to stir with something restless. "You've been giving me that same smile a lot lately. It unsettles me.""How so?" she chuckled. "Would you prefer that I scream and throw things instead?"He looked away, silent for a long moment, clearly searching for the right words."Let's leave it here for today," he said at last. "I'll call a car to take you home. I need to drop off Cathy.""That's fine," she replied easily. "But you don't need to call one. I'll handle it myself."He closed his eyes briefly, visibly reining in his frustration. "Can you please stop throwing tantrums for five minutes?""I'm not." She blinked, genuinely puzzled. "I said I would do it myself because I know you're busy. How is that wrong?""You are not saying the opposite on purpose? Not sulking? Not jealous?" His voic

When Vance pulled up outside Josette's house, only the driver remained."Where are they?" he asked with a frown.The driver sprang to attention. "Mrs. Bradford said she went out to dine with her grandmother, sir."Vance stared at him, seriously considering whether this man was worth keeping on payroll."I already knew that," he sulked. "You reported it."The driver blinked. His expression clearly said, "Then why are you asking me again?"Vance rubbed his temples. "Are they still not back yet?"The driver scratched his head, looking even more lost. The answer was so obvious it was almost painful. His boss seemed a little slow today.Vance understood that look and found himself speechless. He started to wonder where they had gone for dinner. Somehow, Rebecca had gone off the radar, and he was clueless.Aiden's earlier taunt echoed in his mind. "You're just too good to her. Cut off her money, freeze her cards, and see if she can still jump around like this."He laughed bitterly,

"You're trying to sell me off now?" Vance stepped closer and pinched her cheek. "Got addicted to second-hand sales?""Too bad no one's making an offer," Rebecca sighed theatrically. "I'd happily sell you to Catherine, but I'm fairly certain she wouldn't pay me a cent."He gave a short, humorless laugh and tightened his grip just enough to leave a red mark on her skin."You've really gotten good at talking nonsense lately," he said.The pressure hurt. From the darkening expression on his face, she could tell he was genuinely angry. And she understood exactly why.Catherine was his beloved woman, and Rebecca had just taken back everything he had given Catherine, worth millions. He had to be seething inside."Stop imagining things," he said in a low, tight voice. "Cathy and I are not like what you think. I've told you a million times. You will always be Mrs. Bradford."He clearly had no desire to continue the conversation. Without waiting for a reply, he turned and walked straight

Catherine: [Oh, have you tried this cheese tea yet?]She sent a screenshot of her latest post, captioned: [Thank my darling for driving 40 kilometers to get me the trendiest dessert! While they discuss business, I quietly enjoy my sweet treat.]Rebecca had decided to walk away cleanly. She would wish them well from a great distance and begin her new life with the money given by Vance.As long as she avoided catastrophic mistakes, the rest of her life would be materially secure. She had genuinely intended to let them go in peace, knowing that once she left, Vance would take excellent care of Catherine. That outcome was never in doubt.By then, she would be living her own life. There would be no reason to wrestle with people who had already proven themselves toxic.So, why was Catherine being so brazen? Why provoke her repeatedly and so openly? Vance promised to rein in Catherine, only to break it in a matter of days.Couldn't he wait even a little?But since Catherine dared to ta

Vance studied Rebecca's face for a while, then relaxed a little. "You're really not angry?""Nope. Every time I say I'm not angry, you refuse to believe me.""About Cathy...""I know. She's the most important person in your life. She was the light that appeared during your darkest moment. She helped you when you had nothing else. She stayed by your grandmother's side during her final days. If someone like that existed in my life, I would treasure them, too. And now that she is going through a difficult time, of course, you should take care of her."She recited his usual speech like a textbook. He heaved a sigh of relief, buying it."Good that you understand."The sheer absurdity of the moment made her laugh quietly."I need to change clothes. Please step out."Only three days remained. The calendar felt tighter with every sunrise, and she wanted to see his face less and less."Going somewhere?""The clinic.""I'll drive you."She considered it for a second. "Alright."Ther