All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Vance was stunned."Look. A woman's heart is the softest, kindest thing there is. Treat her right and mean it, and she'll feel it. Just get home, apologize, and own the whole mess, whether you're right or wrong. Quit reaching for the bottle every time things get rough. Drinking only makes her madder, right? Call her the second you get home. Ask where she is and if she has enough money. Pick her up when she lands and live happily ever after. Sound good?" the driver said, grinning.He paused, then continued, "Don't mind me running my mouth. I can tell you're a decent guy who usually treats his wife right. Rich or broke, taking care of her is what matters. I drive for a living and make peanuts compared to you, but I keep my wife right here in the palm of my hand, making her happy every day. Just call your wife, say good morning, and tell her you've been thinking about her all night. Make it sweet."Vance smiled faintly but didn't move."What, shy?" the driver teased.Vance held up hi

Lauren nodded and walked away.Rebecca turned around and answered the call. "What the hell do you want?"Vance's voice came through hoarse and thick. "Rebecca... Rebecca...""If you have something to say, say it.""I feel awful. I'm miserable..." he murmured, his voice unclear."If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up. Your misery has nothing to do with me.""Don't. I'm really sick."She almost laughed. "You're sick, and you're calling me instead of a doctor? Are you serious?""I want water. My head is killing me. I can't get up."It was like talking to a brick wall. Nothing she said registered, but one thing was clear: he was delirious and suddenly remembered he had a wife."You want someone to take care of you, right?""I feel terrible...""Then call Cathy. She knows the house code. Let her play nurse.""Cathy? No, I can't bother her."Rebecca hung up, irritated.Even from across the ocean, he managed to piss her off. In his mind, Cathy was the untouchable princess, an

Nancy couldn't reveal the truth."Then stay on," Vance said firmly. "Ask for whatever you need. You've done a wonderful job and deserve a raise.""But...""She's only gone for a month."He had checked the troupe's European tour and confirmed the duration. Nancy stayed quiet, knowing better."Shall I bring the food in, or would you rather come to the table?" she asked, deciding to stay another month until the divorce was final.She couldn't spill the beans now and risk ruining Rebecca's plans.Vance couldn't eat in bed. Though he wasn't hungry, he wasn't the kind of man to indulge his whims."I'll eat in the dining room," he said."Understood," she replied, heading out to the dining room, where Cecilia had already set the table.Vance came out and noticed the extra person. Nancy pulled Cecilia close to her and urged, "Say hello to Mr. Bradford.""Hello, Mr. Bradford," Cecilia said shyly, knowing her spot at the elite school was thanks to him."I'm sorry for the trouble," N

"Let me help," the staff member said quickly.Once the jacket was off, Vance noticed the sapphire cufflinks. They were flawless and beautifully cut."These are quite something," he said.The staff member smiled. "Mrs. Bradford has wonderful taste. We actually wanted to license her cufflink designs, but she turned us down."Vance blinked. "What? Her designs?""Yes. Every pair you own was designed by Mrs. Bradford," the staff member confirmed. "The sapphires match this shirt. There are two more sets with pink-purple and yellow diamonds. A customer once tried to buy the yellow pair; no chance. They were made for you. Mrs. Bradford named this set Magnolia Star River."Vance studied it and suddenly understood the name.Most of his cufflinks were crafted from platinum, adorned with gemstones and diamonds, but this one was different. It featured a yellow diamond set in gold.He recognized the craftsmanship. It was called filigree, a technique he had become familiar with recently when

Terror finally hit Cecilia full force.She couldn't go back to the countryside; her father would kill them both. She wanted to study, get a good job, and take care of her mother.She knelt and began massaging Catherine's feet. But she had never done it before, nor did she know how.The ache in her chest pulsed painfully, and fear overcame her. She clenched her jaw in a desperate attempt to stop crying, yet the tears kept spilling, some falling onto Catherine's feet.Without warning, Catherine kicked her hard—right on the burned skin.Cecilia cried out in pain."Your filthy tears got on my foot!" Catherine shrieked. "You little hussy! You and your mom are both worthless!"Cecilia curled on the floor, clutching her chest, too afraid to make another sound."Stop pretending and get back over here!" Catherine shouted.Just as Cecilia tried to stand, the front door opened. Nancy had returned, and the scene in the room struck her dumb.Afraid her mother would worry, Cecilia quickly