All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 561 - Chapter 570

"Coach! We're with you!" The girls threw their arms around Rebecca, jumping and laughing so enthusiastically that they nearly knocked her over.Rebecca hugged them back tightly, unable to stop herself from laughing. She had already fallen for this kind of trick once before. There was no way she would be caught off guard again.Margaret's scheme was the same as what Desmond had pulled back then. He had taken Willow out to dinner, showered her with gifts, and finally lured her away.Having grown up with Desmond, Margaret had learned all his tricks. Moreover, she had been at odds with everyone in the troupe from the start, so her sudden friendliness had been far too suspicious.Rebecca had been prepared the whole time. The girls had already come clean to her earlier, saying, "Coach, let's see what she is really up to."That was how tonight's scene had unfolded.Margaret, who had been so confident of victory, stood stunned for a moment before humiliation crashed over her. She had bra

After several days of workshops and exchanges with the local art students, Rebecca followed Uriah to several remote island villages to study traditional Irish dance.There were performances during those days, but Vance never appeared again. He must have continued onward, and his next stop was unknown.Because the undergraduate students needed to return to classes, only Heather, along with one of Uriah's other students, accompanied Rebecca to the villages.The destination sat nestled between mountains and sea—a place few outsiders knew. At least, it had never appeared in any of Rebecca's previous knowledge, and she felt a touch of nervousness as they approached.They arrived at sunset when the entire village glowed in warm orange light. The houses with their pink granite walls made the place feel like something out of a fairy tale.There was only one entrance. Strolling between the pink-walled cottages felt peaceful and secluded, as if the rest of the world had disappeared.Accomm

Uriah couldn't help asking her, "A friend of yours?"Vance gave a gentle smile. "We just know each other."She was tipsy but not drunk enough to utter the words "ex-husband".Anna smiled sweetly. "We're friends."Rebecca was momentarily stunned. The awkwardness dissolved instantly with Anna's friendliness.Rebecca thought to herself that it was a good thing she and Vance had ended their marriage like mortal enemies, cutting all ties cleanly. Otherwise, she would feel terrible for someone as sweet as Anna.Anna's comment effectively ended any further discussion about who Vance was to Rebecca. Everyone introduced themselves, and the second round of drinking began.Throughout the meal, Rebecca didn't talk much.She just listened, ate, and drank while Uriah and another student chatted with Vance about music and the local dances. Whenever Uriah praised her, she felt a little awkward and could only raise her glass in response.Anna expressed her love for Deer Cry. Sitting next to he

Darren liked wearing loose clothes. Especially in spring and autumn, he often wore oversized, thick-knit sweaters.Rebecca squinted. In her blurred vision, the person speaking across from her looked like Darren."Darren," she said, drunk and dreamy. "Did you ever catch locusts and eat them later?"The person across from her paused. "What did you call me?""Darren..." She rubbed her eyes and finally realized it was Vance.She waved her hand. "Never mind.""You're drunk," Vance said.Yes, she was. Otherwise, she wouldn't have mixed them up.She felt a wave of melancholy, resting her forehead on her hand. "I drank too much. Let's call it a night."She stood up, leaning on Heather. "Come on. Let's go back to our room.""Okay," Heather replied, having a better tolerance for alcohol.It had only heightened her mood; she was still quite clear-headed. She turned to say goodbye to Anna, then helped Rebecca head to their room.Vance and Anna spoke in unison. "Bye."Rebecca never exp

Vance looked into her eyes and remained silent.Rebecca nodded. "Looks like you don't know either.""I do know," he said quickly.She waited for him to continue."I know he didn't have a girlfriend," he muttered, lowering his head. When he looked up again, his smile became enigmatic. "But I don't know who the dancing girl was."Rebecca recalled the man from her dream. He was driving along the coastline with boundless energy and vitality. Even now, the image felt alive."What's wrong?" Vance asked, noticing her strange expression."I don't know how to explain it," she sighed. "Sometimes people are so contradictory. He was such a good person. When I think of him going through life all alone, without anyone ever loving him, it feels so sad. But then I think the opposite."If that girl had loved him, how devastated she would have been when she lost him, and how long it would have taken her to heal. So, I don't know whether it's better that he had a girlfriend or not.""How do you