Chapter 206 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

He even put a bounty on her head!

The news from the bodyguards was even more shocking, one after the other!

Each piece of news was enough for her to want to chop up that b*tch into a million pieces!

How could there be such a horrible b*tch in the world?

Brettley clearly made up his mind that she was Bethan Peterson and that she was his wife, so why did Bethan so despicably stick around?

Suddenly, her phone rang.

As she read the message on her phone, Alice’s eyes widened.

A moment later, she angrily threw her phone to the side.

Slam!

The phone hit the wall.

The loud sound made the other person in the room cower uncontrollably.

After a long while, Hailey carefully raised her head and looked at Alice. “Miss, what happened?”

Alice angrily furrowed her brows as she sat on the sofa.

“Bethan seduced Brettley. They’re in bed now.”

Hailey was so stunned that she forgot how to react.

After a moment, she bit her lips. “What should we do? Should we rush over and catch them red- handed?”

Alice coldly glared at her. “Why should we expose them?”

In truth, Alice knew all too well that Brettley’s feelings for her were not always very stable.

The only reason why he wanted to remain as husband and wife and willing to indulge in her doings for so long was that he felt guilty toward Bethan Peterson.

For the past six years, because of his guilt and love for Bethan Peterson, he could not actively cut off the relationship.

However, if she were to expose him, that was equal to giving Brettley a perfect reason to break up.

She would never do such a stupid thing!

“But…”

Hailey furrowed her brows. “How can you bear this?”

“Of course, I can’t.”

Alice furrowed her brows. She raised her eyes and looked at Hailey. “Do you still remember the photos I sent you a few days ago of Bethan seducing Brettley? Select a few and publish them. Make sure that the photos that you publish show everyone that Bethan is seducing Brettley.”

“Yes.”

“Also.”

Alice furrowed her brows and looked into the distance. “Help me check and see which hospital Gwen took Ben to. I want to pay my two old friends a visit.”

In the guest room on the third floor of the villa, Bethan laid on the bed, exhausted as she quietly looked at the ceiling in a daze.

An hour ago, she was filled with gusto and wanted to send Brettley to hell.

An hour later, she was like a fish about to die and was sent to hell by Brettley, over and over again.

“What did you mean by the things you said just now?”

She flipped to the side. Brettley, in an undressed state, leaned against the head of the bed as he smoked with unkempt hair.

Bethan did not even bother to look at him. “Why play dumb with me, Mr. Morrison? Don’t you think I know why you got Lucas to take me back last night?”

Bethan smiled indifferently. “Tell me, Brettley. Are you heartless or what? Even if we don’t have any relationship between us, we’re still considered old friends in bed, right? Why did you have to get five to six escorts to sleep with me just to avenge Alice?”

She then shot Brettley an aloof glare. “You sure do think highly of me.”

Bethan’s eyes seemed to smile as she spoke. Her tone was relaxed, too.

However, only she would know how much in despair she was and how cold her heart was.

Even if she knew Brettley’s plans and arrangements, she could not confront Brettley directly. Nigel still waited for her to rescue him.

She could not let her momentary emotions spoil her entire plan!

With that in mind, Bethan could only use this way of pretending to be relaxed to get closer to Brettley. She brushed the incident off casually.

After all, she had slept with him–everyone witnessed it downstairs. She guessed that Brettley could not possibly send her to those escorts anymore.

However, Bethan did not expect that Brettley would continue to play dumb with her.

Brettley’s eyes narrowed a little. He looked at her with a rather complicated gaze. “What are you talking about?”

Bethan was stunned. She looked at Brettley, and she suddenly felt that pretending to be relaxed made it seem quite comical.

It turned out that when she tried her best to find a way for Brettley to excuse his actions, he chose to play dumb instead.

Indeed, playing dumb was a much better way than her crass tactics.

“Just forget about it.”

She yawned. “Mr. Morrison, I didn’t sleep well last night. Can I continue sleeping for a little while?”

Brettley casually put out the cigarette in between his fingers. “Here? In Gwen and Ben Zeller’s house?”

He calmly swept Bethan a gaze. “Since when were you so friendly with them?”

When he heard that Bethan was in their house that morning, he was still worried that Gwen and Ben might do something inappropriate to Bethan.

However, not only did she appear in front of him in one piece, but she also decided to continue staying in Gwen’s house after vigorous sex.

Her casual, lazy attitude was as if she and Gwen were long-time good friends.

Bethan closed her eyes.

“It’s because of Theo. Theo and Ben are friends. I have to respect them, so we shook on it and became friends.”

“That simple?”

“Of course.”

Bethan rolled her eyes and got out of bed, still in her lingerie. Like previously, she put on her trench coat and headed outside.

“Since you don’t want me to stay here, I’ll follow you back, Mr. Morrison.”

Seeing her walking to the door, Brettley furrowed his brows hard and called after her, “Come back.”

Bethan stopped in her tracks. She turned back and raised her eyebrow, looking at him.

Brettley threw Bethan’s clothes by the bedside over to her with a darkened expression. “Put them on.”

Bethan rolled her eyes.

She bent down, picked them up, and started putting on her clothes with her back facing Brettley.

Her slender waist did not have an ounce of fat. She was so delicate and beautiful that she looked like a statue.

When she faced her back toward him, Brettley noticed a thin, long scar on her back. He furrowed his brows slightly.

He never noticed that she had a scar like that.

“What happened…to your back?”

Brettley decided to ask after a long while of hesitation.

Bethan’s hand paused a little as she buttoned up. The scar on her back was caused by the accident.


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