Marcus was stunned by her push.
Didn’t Rebecca just say she wouldn’t despise him?
He looked at Rebecca’s extrely disdainful eyes, unsure if this was the real her, or if the gentle and understanding woman from before was her true self.
Marcus could understand Rebecca’s anger upon discovering she’d been deceived. He pleaded humbly, "Rebecca, I know it was wrong to lie to you, but initially, I didn’t think too far ahead. At the ti, I couldn’t reveal this matter. Can you forgive ?"
Rebecca held on to a glimr of hope that perhaps he was just joking, but Marcus told her he was not.
Her pupils shrank slightly, her face darkening with anger, and she couldn’t help but erupt, "Forgive you? That’s easy for you to say! Why should I forgive you?"
To prove to everyone that she was indeed with President Lancaster, Rebecca was even prepared to go all out and invite Nia’s employees out for dinner over the weekend, and she had already made the announcent.
If everyone found out she’d been deceived and had never been with President Lancaster,
then how could she ever hold her head high at Nia again?
Thinking of how she had humbled herself daily to please the so-called President Lancaster, enduring silently even when upset,
now that she knew it was all a sham, how could she accept it?
If she hadn’t feared that President Lancaster would think her too forward, she might have already given herself to him.
The more Rebecca thought about it, the more her face turned sour, and she stared at Marcus viciously, questioning, "Who exactly are you? Why did you impersonate President Lancaster to deceive people?"
Marcus sighed heavily and said, "I didn’t impersonate President Lancaster. You mistook for him initially. I didn’t have ti to explain, so I went along with your misconception. I didn’t want to hide it from you any longer, so I told you the truth."
It was also because Julian asked him to pose as President Lancaster at that ti, and he feared that explaining would expose the matter.
Rebecca’s face twisted in anger.
She had always perceived herself as President Lancaster’s girlfriend and frequently mocked Nina Sinclair. If the man before her wasn’t President Lancaster, then everything she did had been a joke?
And now he claid it was her misunderstanding from the start?
Absolutely ridiculous!
The more Rebecca thought about it, the angrier she beca; she simply could not forgive.
"Rebecca, although this was a misunderstanding, I genuinely have feelings for you. Please forgive , alright?"
Marcus hadn’t intentionally impersonated President Lancaster; it was Rebecca’s mistake initially, and he was sincerely confessing everything, hoping for her forgiveness.
"Ha! Forgive you?" Rebecca raised her hand in a fit of rage and slapped Marcus hard.
The crisp sound echoed inside the car, and Marcus felt his cheek burning from Rebecca’s hit.
Rebecca didn’t want to stay with Marcus any longer and opened the car door, intending to leave.
Marcus quickly grabbed her hand, "Rebecca..."
"Get lost! You liar, let go of right now, or I’ll call the police. We’re breaking up! Stay away from in the future!"
Hearing Rebecca ntion breaking up, Marcus felt his heart wrenching with pain, his eyes showing a look of absolute despair. Finally, he slowly released Rebecca’s hand.
Rebecca, with no lingering attachnt, slamd the door and left.
Marcus sat alone in the car, burying his face in his hands, enduring the pain of heartbreak.
Even though it was Rebecca who first approached him, over ti, he had genuinely developed feelings for her.
He never imagined this would be their outco.
He wasn’t even sure if revealing his identity to Rebecca now was the right thing to do.
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