Because the wound was too deep, even with the best cosmetic surgery, there would still be a long thin scar.
When she was recuperating, she could not even lie down properly because of the wound on her back.
At the thought of those painful, helpless days at that moment, her heart would still grow cold.
When he noticed how she did not answer him, Brettley asked once more. Bethan took a deep breath. She turned around and smiled at him. “I used to like climbing trees when I was young. I got this scar from falling down a tree.”
She was clearly lying, but Brettley was too lazy to expose her for it.
After putting on her clothes, Bethan stood by the door and spun around. “Can we go now?”
Brettley furrowed his brows. He took a glance at her thick and provocative make -up. “Go remove your make-up.”
Bethan rolled her eyes and him once more before she turned and headed into the bathroom.
When he heard the sounds of water in the bathroom, Brettley closed his eyes and sighed.
At that moment, his phone rang.
It was news from Lucas downstairs.
“Sir, I’ve checked on it. Theo is currently in the police station, and he’s accusing us of premeditated harm toward Bethan. According to his statement, two groups were chasing after them, trapping him and Bethan from the front and back. They had to fight for their lives to escape. He also said…”
Lucas was silent for a while. He cleared his throat gently.
“He also said that we brought five escorts and that we planned on using the escorts to defile Bethan, then take a video of her with them to threaten her.”
Lucas furrowed his brows. “No wonder he’s an artist. What vivid imagination he has…”
With his brows furrowed a little, Brettley gripped his phone tighter.
He glanced at the bathroom. Bethan’s words a moment ago haunted his ears.
“Why did you have to get five to six escorts to sleep with me just to avenge Alice? You sure do think highly of me.”
Brettley lifted his hands and rubbed the middle of his brows.
He somewhat understood why Bethan was so crazy that day, stripping in public and boldly seducing him. It turned out…
Brettley closed his eyes and sighed. “Go investigate this.”
Lucas, on the other end of the call, was silent for a while.
“Sir, you want to check into this matter? It’s obvious that the painter is trying to slander us! We never even– “
“What if someone has been using our name?”
Brettley coldly interrupted him.
“Theo isn’t someone who likes to lie. Bethan’s not someone who’d be easily tricked by a lie, too.”
If both of them were so sure about this, that proved that someone was indeed chasing after them the night before.
” ..Yes,”
Lucas replied depressingly and hung up.
When Brettley kept his phone, Bethan also finished removing her make-up and got out of the bathroom.
It was totally different from a moment ago. Bethan’s face was no longer caked with make-up, yet she was still so gorgeous that one could not take their eyes off of her.
Brettley looked at her for a while before giving her an indifferent glare. “Let’s go.”
Bethan pursed her lips and immediately followed him closely, going downstairs.
Downstairs, Lucas was already gone.
Once the bodyguards downstairs noticed Brettley and Bethan coming down, they could not help but lower their heads. They did not dare look at Bethan.
Bethan pursed her lips and gracefully followed Brettley into the car.
Once the car started, she tiredly let out a yawn and casually lowered her eyes.
She noticed that Brettley’s right arm was bleeding. Blood seeped through the sleeve.
Bethan hesitated a little. She suddenly thought of the incident at the factory the day before. If it were not for Brettley pushing her away in time, the rock would have shot firmly at her back.
The least she would suffer were injuries; the worst case was paralysis.
She looked at the bleeding wound and bit her lips.
What on earth was Brettley like as a person? He could heroically rescue her when she was in danger, yet he could also treat her in the most despicable way just because she hit the woman that he loves.
“Last night.”
Seeing her looking at his injuries, Brettley furrowed his brows a little. He cleared his throat. “Last night, I did indeed get Lucas to look for you.”
Bethan instantly felt suffocated at Brettley’s words.
Bethan turned around and looked out of the window. She did not dare meet Brettley’s gaze.
Brettley took a deep breath and looked at the back of her head.
“Last night, I…I was worried that Theo would do inappropriate things to you after he took you away while you were drunk, so I got Lucas to look for you.”
Bethan almost laughed out loud.
She turned around and looked at Brettley coldly. “Mr. Morrison, are you trying to humor me? Because you were worried that Theo would do something to me, you got Lucas and five other escorts to chase after me to defile me and take pictures so you could stand up for Alice?”
Bethan looked at him with cold hatred in her eyes. “Mr. Morrison, are you always that cruel to the women you have sexual relationships with?”
Brettley’s eyes darkened.
He furrowed his brows. “I’m only trying to explain to you. I didn’t hire any escorts last night. Lucas only took Zach, Yuri, and a few other bodyguards.”
Brettley glared at Bethan coldly. “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Bethan smiled.
“You don’t have to explain yourself. Didn’t I already give you an out just now? You, want to punish me?
I’ve already paid you back on the bed just now. I’ve even given you an excuse, and I would’ve forgotten the incident last night entirely had you not brought it up.”
Bethan’s smile was indifferent and cruel. “I don’t even care about this matter anymore, even if I’m the victim. So, Mr. Morrison, you don’t have to lie to protect your great image.”
Brettley furrowed his brows even tighter.
He could not help but reach out and clutched Bethan’s neck. “Bethan, has the water gone to your brain?”
His grip was so strong that Bethan was in so much pain. Her brows knitted tightly with it.
She looked up and met Brettley’s endless gaze. “Yes, I’m brainless. That’s why I was stupid enough to appease you with my body even when you’re scheming against me, to then find a way out for you! “
Her voice was frigidly cold. There was no trace of the warmth that she used to feel for him.
Brettley glared at Bethan’s petite, palm-sized face.
When she retorted at him, she was like a freshly plucked rose: red, striking, and thorny.
He looked at her red lips.
After a while, he dove in and fiercely kissed her.
His kiss was filled with rage. Bethan instinctively tried to struggle, but how was she his match?
Even on normal days, she could not break free from his shackles, what more alone at that moment, when she had not even had breakfast. Furthermore, she was ravaged by him also a moment ago.
Brettley’s kiss was fierce and heavy. He bit her lips as if trying to punish her.
Blood and pain washed over Bethan. She furrowed her brows and instinctively pushed him.
“Gasp! “
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.