Instead of going to the balcony, Rebecca went to her room.

She couldn’t focus on her work as she kept thinking back on the stick in Selena’s room. She didn’t want that stick to exist as it was bringing back a terrible memory.

What’s confusing was that, when she thought of the past, she was imagining Benjamin getting beaten with a stick but not Benyamin.

“Why am I thinking about him instead of thinking about my husband?” Rebecca slapped herself. “What’s wrong with me?”

She felt like she was insulting her husband even in her thoughts, which made her feel sick in the stomach and hate herself.

“Should I ask Benjamin to leave this house?” Rebecca wondered. “But what reason should I give him to convince him without hurting him? No matter what I say, it might be offensive. His girlfriend might also find it bad, and it can complicate things. Tch, is there nothing I can do to bring some peace to myself?”

Just then she received a phone call. It was from one of her rival designers.

“Josephine De