Countless gazes pierced Rebecca.
‘I wanted to come looking a bit more presentable…….’
Spotting her reflection in the vanity mirror, Rebecca felt a pang of melancholy.
Her hair was thoroughly disheveled, her face drenched in sweat—a complete mess.
She roughly smoothed her hair and spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened.
“I believe I’ve done the bare minimum of courtesy, so I’ll take my leave. I have no desire to meddle further in another family’s affairs.”
“P-please, at least stay for tea…….”
Grace urgently clutched Rebecca’s hem.
Rebecca looked down at the hand gripping her skirt.
She frowned briefly, then lifted her gaze to Grace.
Her eyes seemed to demand, Are you in your right mind?
“Aaah!”
Alicia screamed. The intervals between screams were shortening—labor was clearly imminent.
At Alicia’s cry, Rebecca’s eyes sharpened further.
Grace flinched under the fierce glare and reluctantly released her hand.
“Then allow me to…
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