?<strong>Chapter 291:</strong>
Elyse expressed surprise at Rebekah confessing her love. “Did Freddy ept her?”
Freddy’s response carried a mix of emotions, his intentions unclear. He didn’t outright reject Rebekah. Instead, he mentioned needing time to consider, which pleased her.
Perplexed, Darren inquired, “Didn’t he harbor dislike toward her? Why didn’t he reject her?”
Elyse was left speechless, the revtion too startling for an immediate response. After deliberation, she cautiously suggested, “Perhaps Freddy sought to spare Rebekah public embarrassment. He may have wished to show her some respect, especially in a public setting.”
Darren remained unconvinced. Having spent ample time gaming with Freddy, he understood Freddy to be resolute and decisive. To Darren, Freddy’s actions hinted at ulterior motives, though he refrained from specting further.
“You can reach out to Freddy for rification. We all inquired earlier this afternoon, yet he remained tight-lipped,” Darren’s mischievous notion sparked.
Elyse’s astonishment was palpable. “He didn’t tell you anything when you asked him. Do you suppose he’d divulge anything if I inquired?”
Darren’s voice dropped, his grin sly. “Perhaps he’d open up to you. Remember when he harbored feelings for you?”
Elyse felt deeply embarrassed. It seemed like ages ago. How could Darren still recall it? Furthermore, after marrying Jayden, she drew a clear boundary with Freddy, regarding him solely as a friend. Now Darren had dredged it up, amplifying her difort. Thankfully, Jayden wasn’t present. If he overheard, she dreaded the repercussions.
“Understood. I’ll give him a call and seek rification,” she guiltily ended the call.
She discovered Freddy’s contact. After pausing, she opted to dial. Curiosity about hisck of rejection towards Rebekah lingered. Recalling Freddy’s animosity towards Rebekah, his suddenpliance puzzled her. A sense of unease persisted.
Upon connection, Elyse greeted warmly, “Hey, Freddy, what upies your time?”
A sneer tinged with mockery emanated from the receiver. It was a woman’s voice. The voice sounded familiar to Elyse. She asked uncertainly, “Rebekah? Is it you?”
“Don’t be so audacious, Elyse. As a married woman, how dare you dial Freddy at midnight? You’re despicable, still pining for him post-marriage. Don’t you feel repulsed?” Rebekah spoke rapidly, her biting words resounding through the air.
Elyse massaged her ears, her tone impatient. “Can you speak more gently? Also, I called Freddy for a reason. Why did you answer his phone?”
In response, Rebekah’s demeanor softened, her tone bing conciliatory. “It’s customary for me to answer his phone. We’re in a rtionship now. Don’t you want to know what he’s doing? He’s currently showering. Does that satisfy your inquiry?”
Elyse was taken aback, remaining silent for a prolonged moment before finally speaking. “Please return the phone to Freddy.”
Rebekah, visibly irritated, retorted, “I’m being truthful. Whether you believe it or not, he’s now my boyfriend. Stop calling him. Don’t you realize how low this makes you?”
With a conflicted expression, Elyse pondered before asserting, “Then let Freddy speak for himself and confirm your rtionship.”
Rebekah, momentarily flustered, swiftly regainedposure and asserted with arrogance, “As I mentioned, he’s currently showering, making it inconvenient to answer. Did you have a message for him? I’ll pass it along.”
What Elyse wanted to say couldn’t be passed on by Rebekah. Rubbing her stiff face, Elyse uttered, “Nothing serious. I won’t intrude on your time together.”
Aware that Elyse assumed her rtionship with Freddy, Rebekah felt at ease. Upon hearing the bathroom faucet cease, she swiftly ended the call and erased the call log.
Emerging from the shower, Freddy dried his hair and queried, “Who was on the phone earlier?”
Rebekah feigned civility, remarking, “It was a fraudulent call. I reprimanded the deceiver and terminated the call.”
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