After leaving the surveillance room, Alice rushed to Bethan’s room with her subordinates. She knocked on the door frantically.
“Bethan, come out! Bethan! Didn’t you say you don’t want to be a mistress? Why are you keeping my husband?! “
“Bethan–! “
She knocked endlessly. “Come out, right now! “
Brettley was hers that night!
She had made all the necessary preparations, and she could not let all her effort go to waste!
The subordinate who stood beside her frowned, took out his phone, and dialed the number for the surveillance room.
“Ms. Hailey, there’s no point in knocking.”
The subordinate named Yonas Larson sighed. “I asked the surveillance team, and the woman already helped Mr. Morrison back into your room.”
Alice stiffened, then gritted her teeth harshly and strode to the door of Brettley’s room. She clenched her fists and was about to knock when she heard voices that drifted out from the room.
“Bethan Peterson… You’re my Bethan Peterson. It’s you… I miss you so much… Let me hold you…”
“Brettley Morrison, let go of me! ” “Brettley Morrison, you’re crazy! ” “I’m not! I’m not! “
The voices that drifted out from the room drove Alice furious, and she was about to knock on the door when Yonas stopped her.
He frowned. “Ms. Hailey, entering the room now isn’t a smart move to make. You said it yourself: Brettley Morrison isn’t as passionate about you as he is to Bethan. Since he’s drunk…he won’t remember who he slept with tonight. So long as the woman who’s lying beside him when he wakes up tomorrow is you, then he wouldn’t suspect anything.”
With that, Yonas coughed slightly. “Besides…you’re blessed by the Gods, a gift from heaven. You shouldn’t go in right now and become someone else’s replacement, am I right?”
Instantly, Alice’s expression turned ugly.
She did not mind what he said, but what she cared about was his last sentence.
She was blessed by the Gods–well-loved and respected. She did not want to be anyone’s replacement anymore.
At that thought, the woman scoffed and immediately retracted her raised hand. “Wait here. Inform me once Bethan has left.”
Yonas paused, then nodded. “Yes, Ma’am.”
That night, Brettley had a very long, very realistic dream where his Bethan Peterson returned to him. She fed him water and listened as he called her Honey.
They even…
In his dream, he called her Bethan Peterson, and she answered him every single time.
Not Alice’s awkward and unnatural reply, but an incredibly natural and smooth reply.
The man closed his eyes and reminisced for a long time.
If only…this dream became reality.
A moment later, he opened his eyes and was met with the hotel room’s luxurious décor. He was not the only one asleep on the huge, soft bed, however. There was also…Alice, dressed in nothing but her underwear.
She laid asleep in his arms like a little kitten.
On the ground beside the bed were piles of discarded tissues and their clothes.
Brettley rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Seeing the sight that greeted his eyes, it was impossible for him to not know what happened.
Was everything that happened last night true after all?
“You’re awake?”
Awakened by his movements, in his arms, Alice opened her eyes and raised her head to look at him. She blinked, her eyes still crusted with a layer of sleep. “You were so rough last night.”
Brettley paused, then raised his hands and pulled her into his lap. “I was so happy last night.”
It was no dream, after all. Last night…he finally found the feeling he missed so much from her.
“I was so happy, too.”
Alice laid in his arms and sounded delighted, but he failed to notice the spite- filled eyes of hers.
Last night…
In the room next door, Bethan was still fast asleep. Brettley was so rough with her last night.
She had no idea what took over him, but he repeatedly called her Bethan Peterson and forced her to reply. He even forced her to call him Honey.
The more she called him by that term of endearment, however, the more vicious he became.
Last night, she almost lost all strength to run back to her room. She slept all the way until 8am in the morning when the doorbell to her room rang.
The tired woman walked to the door sleepily. “Who is it?”
“It’s me.”
Standing in the entrance was Alice in a set of fresh, clean clothes, and a bright smile on her face. “How did you sleep last night? Brettley and I just came back from breakfast, and we brought you some food.”
Bethan instinctively looked behind her and saw Brettley standing not too far away.
He was dressed neatly, standing tall and handsome as he held his and Alice’s breakfast in his hands.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she did not know whether it was from pain or discomfort.
She laughed lightly and took the food Alice handed her. “Mr. and Mrs. Morrison are definitely in a good mood this morning.”
Alice smiled faintly. “Yeah, we reconciled last night.
This morning when I went to buy breakfast, I wanted to let him rest, but he insisted on accompanying me.”
With that, the woman smiled. “We’re very happy now, Bethan. I hope you and Theo can get married and be as happy as us! “
Bethan’s cold eyes swept across Brettley’s face.
He remained still with a plain expression, holding his breakfast in one hand and fiddling with his phone with the other.
She turned and glanced at Alice as she coldly chuckled. “I hope that both of you can remain happy forever, then, just like how you were last night.”
With that, she slammed the door shut behind her without bothering to read Alice’s expression.
Alice’s slightly displeased voice drifted in from outside, “I bought breakfast for Ms. Bethan out of the kindness of my heart, but how come she doesn’t look happy?”
Then, the man’s cold and deep voice replied, “Ignore her.”
Bethan rested her back on the door and clutched at her chest where her heart was.
Even after how intimate they were last night, he could still stand there so listlessly in front of her and flaunt his loving relationship with Alice. That man… Did he even have a heart?
Bethan and Brettley’s original schedule for the day was to visit several jewelry companies in Sea City to conduct a survey.
The agreed time was 9am, but it was past loam and there were no signs of movement from Brettley.
As she sat in her room, Bethan hesitated for a long while and wondered if she should approach him and ask. If they were not going out, she would not have to keep waiting.
“Brettley, thank you for accompanying me today, but it doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”
Just as she walked to their door and before she could knock, Alice’s soft whine drifted out from inside the room, “Didn’t you come to Sea City for business? You should go.”
“No, I’ll cancel,” the man’s deep voice sounded extremely gentle. “Where else does it hurt? I’ll massage it for you.”
“Here, this spot still aches. It’s all your fault…” “Okay, I’ll massage it for you.”
One sounded soft, gentle, and slightly whiny, like a call for attention. The other was deep and doting, with love and affection filling his voice.
Bethan’s hand that was about to knock on the door paused mid-air. A long while later, she scoffed and turned to leave.
At the entrance to the elevators, she ran into Lucas who just stepped out of an elevator.
“Ms. Bethan, “
Lucas stopped her. “Right. The director asked me to inform you that the survey is rescheduled for tomorrow. A few of the factory owners aren’t ready to meet us. You don’t have to wait for the director for work, so you can take a tour around the city.”
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