The Mysterious Revenge Wife

'We're not in a relationship,' she scolded herself. 'I don't have to tell him anything. It's best,' Rebecca decided, 'that we keep secrets from each other.'

"I was just teasing you." The man laughed, but Rebecca didn't mind. But she narrowed her eyes at him when he said the craziest thing she'd ever heard. "But if you don't want to be in a hotel, you can go to my house ins—"

"I didn't say that!" Rebecca hastily rebutted.

Even though she and the man had met quite a few times, Rebecca made a rule for herself. She promised herself not to step into his life completely, so going as far as staying at his house was breaking that rule.

"We're fine the way we are right now," Rebecca added, scared that the man would try to persuade her to agree.

So, it was almost a relief when the man only shrugged at Rebecca. "Ah, well. Maybe I'll ask another time."

Rebecca flinched. "Y-You don't have to. I won't change—" Rebecca's heart jumped in surprise when the man stepped closer.

He was so close. Close enough that Rebecca could feel his breath on her right ear. He gently grabbed her hand and placed the room card in her palm. "Keep this with you," the man said while gently touching the delicate skin of her wrist with his fingers. "So we can meet whenever you want."

Rebecca wanted to convince herself that she wasn't expecting the man to kiss her then, but the disappointment in her eyes when he stepped away was enough to tell her otherwise.

"Do you have plans for today?" the man asked as if nothing had happened. "I'll take you there."

"I'm fine!" Rebecca didn't mean to sound annoyed. She coughed. "I mean… it's faster for me to take the subway, but thanks for the offer."

Not waiting for the man to respond, Rebecca left and headed directly to Southwood High School.

...

Once the first bell rang, Otis quickly ran toward the concealed corner of the school ground and hid there. He stood in front of the wall and contemplated how to climb over the wall.

Otis was planning to skip school and spend his valuable time more productively, like playing at the Internet Cafe near his school!

The moment he flung his bag over his shoulder to prepare himself for jumping, someone called his name.

"Otis!"

Frowning, Otis looked at the teenage boy who was running toward him. "What is it?" He asked when the boy got closer.

"You're…" the boy gasped. "Your mom is here!"

Otis glared at the boy, and the latter quickly raised his hands in defense. "I didn't say anything!"

That annoyed Otis. 'Why is she here then?' he wondered.

'Mom couldn't have heard I was skipping class, right?' he thought.

"Where is she?" Otis asked.

"She's right behind me…."

Otis looked in the direction his classmate indicated, but the person he saw turned his frown into anger.

"Hi, Otis!" The woman stepped closer and greeted Otis.

"You're not my mother!" Otis screamed. He looked in the other boy's direction, intending to shout at him too, but his classmate had already fled. 'Traitor!'

"What the hell do you want?" Otis asked the woman in front of him. If he remembered it right, her name was Rebecca, and she was Raynor's older sister.

"You know, for an injured person, you look very healthy," Rebecca said while she pointed out his forehead.

Otis almost gasped. He had forgotten to put back the bandage on his forehead this morning! 'Otis, you fool!' he screamed at himself.

"I–I don't need it anymore." It was a weak answer, but it was the first thing that came to Otis's mind.

"Hmmm…" Rebecca came closer, close enough to peer at Otis's forehead.

"Wh-What are you doing?" Otis stuttered when Rebecca scrutinized the wound he didn't have in his head. Only a few people could intimidate Otis into a stuttering mess, and Rebecca wasn't one of them. But somehow, at that moment, he felt wildly scared at the hint of animosity in the woman's eyes. "G–Get away from me! I–I'm warning — "

Rebecca turned her head sideways, glanced at the surveillance camera at the school gate, stepped back two steps, leaned against the wall, and gestured for Otis to come.

When he did, Rebecca didn't let him finish his words. She had no time to listen to the little boy's ramblings. She was there for one reason and one reason only.

Quick as lightning, Rebecca grabbed Otis's arm, held him, and threw him over her shoulder and onto the ground.

When the kid started cursing, Rebecca didn't care. It was music to her ears.

"You bitch! You crazy woman!"

"That's only a warning, Otis," Rebecca loomed at the teenage boy writhing on the ground. "If I hear you are bullying Raynor, I won't hold myself back. Whatever pain you give him, I'll make sure it's tripled!"

The boy's eyes widened in anger, shock, and humiliation.

"Y–You'll regret this! I'll make sure you and Raynor…" the boy screamed even louder, but Rebecca was no longer listening. She left the boy screaming on the ground and walked away.

Nicole booked a four pm rehearsal meeting with Rebecca that afternoon to check if the latter was doing her job right. However, it was now five twenty in the afternoon, and Rebecca had not seen a single hair of the woman.

Rebecca waited, annoyed that Nicole had not even messaged her that she would be late.

"I could have finished a few more works at the office!" Rebecca grumbled to herself.

Alas, when Nicole finally appeared with a man in tow at five thirty, Rebecca wiped out any personal emotions and greeted the two with a professional smile.

Nicole introduced the man to Rebecca, "This is Derick, as you've seen in the pictures I showed you. He'll be the star of the party!"

Rebecca didn't break her smile as she shook the man's hand, "It's nice to meet you, Derick. I'm glad you two got here safe. Shall we get started on the tour at the venue?"

"I'm good. I'll stay here," Nicole announced as she took a seat in the corner seat of the room. Though Nicole was full of smiles, Rebecca knew the woman was bored with the event planning and only came today to be with Derick.

Rebecca would have rolled her eyes because of that. But then she reminded herself, ‘A client is a client, Rebecca. So don't mess this up!'