Claiming Her Back

Chapter 159

Rebecca suddenly recalled that Lucas, who was never close to Rebecca, suddenly came to her to ask

about Jessica. He wanted to know how Jessica spent those three years.

Rebecca felt more determined and took the initiative to say. “Sorry for asking you out when you are so

occupied, Jessica.”

Jessica had been silently sipping her coffee, waiting for Rebecca to speak. Jessica smiled faintly when

she heard that. “Mrs. Thomas, it’s very kind of you to say that. You’ve been asking to see me several

times, yet I didn’t meet with you until today. It’s me who should say sorry. Besides, I was late today and

kept you waiting. It’s so rude of me.’

Rebecca found it hard to go on with Jessica’s polite formula. The private room fell in silence. Rebecca

felt so embarrassed, sitting there.

Jessica didn’t feel embarrassed. Rebecca must have something to say. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have

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Jessica poured herself a glass of iced water, poured Rebecca another glass, put down the kettle, and

said, ‘To what do 1 owe you?

Rebecca nodded and took something out of her bag. ‘Jessica, I got this from Lucas’ grandma. Now that

Lucas’ brother is dead, I don’t have to choose between Max’s wife and you.”

“I know you are occupied. Originally, I didn’t mean to bother you. But we were once mother and

daughter in law for three years after all. I know you treated Lucas with hearts and minds. But I was too

useless to protect you well. The other day, Lucas came to me and asked a lot about how you were

doing in those three years.

“Lucas is my son. Though we are not close, I could tell that he had a place for you when he married

you. But because of what happened between his father and me, his personality was affected. He is too

reserved and talks too little. He holds a place for you, and I can tell that. The past is in the past. We

should let bygones be bygones. You are still young now. Don’t waste time on the past. Now that you’ve

been divorced for nearly a year. I suppose you have already calmed down. I hope you can give Lucas a

second chance.”

Jessica kept smiling while listening to Rebecca.

As soon as Rebecca finished speaking, the waiter came to serve the dishes. Jessica smiled. ‘Mrs.

Thomas, let’s have our meal now, shall we?”

Rebecca gazed at Jessica. Her smile was still there, yet she seemed never to have heard what

Rebecca had said. Or perhaps Jessica heard it all, but she didn’t give it a damn.

Rebecca felt embarrassed. She forced a smile and said, ‘Sure, let’s have our meal now.”

Rebecca did not say anything else. She did not know what else to say.

Jessica did not speak, either. Only the collision between tableware could be heard.

Rebecca had lost her appetite. She was done after a few bites.

Rebecca felt a bit sullen when she found Jessica was savoring her meal.

Jessica took her time to finish the steak and wipe her hand with a tissue. Only after she had done all of

that did she take up the necklace and said to Rebecca, “Mrs. Thomas, I’m not your girl.”

Rebecca’s face froze. Jessica, I thought you liked Lucas.”

“Yeah, indeed, very much.”

Jessica paused for a moment. “I LIKED him.”

Rebecoa’s face darkened. “Why are you making things difficult for yourself?”

“I don’t think parents should be involved in this.”

Jessica sneered. “I still have work to do. I think I’ll head out how.”

Jessica…”

Rebecca wanted to stop Jessica, yet Jessica left without tuning back. Jessica checked her wristwatch.

It was still not yet half-past eight. She didn’t waste too much time.

“Miss, please, help me!”

Just as Jessica raised her head, a young woman suddenly threw herself at Jessica.

The woman was in a suit, with the top button missing. Her hair was messy and she only had one shoe.

Obviously, she had just made a narrow escape.

Jessica didn’t have unlimited empathy for others, but the woman had already thrown herself at Jessica.

She looked pitiful.

Jessica reached out to help her. The door of a private room was pulled open. A middle-aged man ran

over with a stern face, trying to pull the girl.

Jessica’s face turned grim. She stopped the man with her bag.

The man went mad. “Who the hell are you? You have no idea who you are dealing with.”

As the man spoke, he wanted to pull over the woman again. Jessica frowned and kicked him.