Chapter 2 : December 15th held deep significance for Rebecca. Seven years ago today, Vincent confessed to her, and this day was set by both as an important anniversary. Once a poor boy, Vincent held her and said, "Every year on this day, I'll be right here with you." Rebecca put on light makeup and looked eagerly toward the villa entrance. From dawn to dusk, Vincent never showed up. Nicole looked at Rebecca with pity and urged, "Rebecca, have something to eat." Rebecca shook her head gently, staring at the entrance, and murmured, "Vincent, you've kept it up for seven years." "Will you really break your promise this final year?" The cold winter wind seeped through her thin body, chilling her to the bone, and she suddenly coughed violently. This time, she coughed up a large amount of blood again. Suddenly, the screeching sound of tires scraping against the ground came from the entrance. on your Rebecca panicked, afraid Vincent would see her disheveled state, quickly turned her back, took the tissue Nicole handed her, and wiped the blood from her lips. But it wasn't Vincent; it was Rebecca's sister-in-law, Angela Walker. Angela rushed over, hair messy, face full of panic and confusion, but when she saw the trace of blood at Rebecca's mouth, she asked anxiously, "Rebecca, what's wrong with you?" Rebecca wiped away the last bit of blood from her lips and calmly said, "Just a bit of internal heat." "Don't worry. Why are you coming here so late? Where's Patrick?" As soon as the words fell, Angela grabbed Rebecca, tears streaming down her face, and sobbed, "Rebecca, Patrick is just a child. Please beg Vincent to let him go." Rebecca's face changed abruptly, and she asked urgently, "Angela, what happened to Patrick?" "Susan said Patrick suddenly went crazy and hurt her. Vincent heard that and wants to lock Patrick up in a mental hospital for life! Rebecca, please help me beg Vincent. Patrick is only five years old..." Rebecca's heart jolted. Her hand hanging by her side clenched into a tight fist, but her face remained calm as she com- forted Angela. "Angela, don't panic. I'll call him." As soon as Rebecca entered the first-floor hall, Nicole hurried over and handed the phone to Rebecca. 0.0% 08:47 Chapter 2 288 iVouchers Rebecca's hands trembled as she unlocked the phone. The screen was full of calls and messages from Angela. She found Vincent's number and dialed, but there was no answer. The panic in her heart made Rebecca's breath catch, followed by violent coughing. She covered her stomach and coughed for a while, then hurriedly said to Nicole, "Medicine." Nicole looked pained. "Ma'am, that medicine... you can't take too much." Rebecca insisted, "Nicole, bring it." Nicole sighed softly and had no choice but to go get the medicine. Rebecca took the medicine, some color returning to her face. After straightening up, she hurried out following Angela to find Susan. From the principal's office at the special education school, Susan's sobbing voice drifted through the open door. "The surveillance footage proves it-he suddenly snapped. Vincent, our child almost..." Child? Rebecca swayed, barely steadying herself against the wall as the metallic taste of blood flooded her throat. She steeled herself, clenched her jaw to swallow the nausea, steadied her footing, and marched inside. Patrick stood facing away, shaking his head wildly while frantically signing to defend himself. No one believed him-not even his homeroom teacher who usually doted on him, now staring at him with disap- proval. Vincent's expression darkened. "Get the paperwork done," he snapped impatiently. "Send him to the asylum!" "Stop!" Rebecca slammed her palm on the desk, pinning the principal's paperwork beneath it. She fixed the man with blazing eyes. "Vincent, you watched Patrick grow up. Don't you know his character? That asylum will destroy him. What about your promise to my brother Elijah White? Have you forgotten?" Vincent stood up, his face hardening as he closed in on her step by step. . "Rebecca, all these years you've used your family to threaten me with past debts? Seems I've spoiled you too much!" His piercing gaze swept over the rigidly standing children before snapping coldly, "That boy nearly killed my child, yet you beg for mercy? Over my dead body!" Each icy word sliced through Rebecca's chest like a sharp knife, layer upon layer of agony blooming within. Clenching her fists, she glared at Vincent with venomous eyes, speaking deliberately, "Vincent, have you forgotten how my brother died? Patrick is his only heir!" 48.8% 08:47 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!