“Bethan. “
Gwen’s face was a little red, and tears still clung on the edge of her eyes. “I thought you wouldn’t want to see me again…”
Bethan felt a little puzzled by this. She let out a yawn and opened the door wider so Gwen could enter the room.
As soon as she closed the room door, Bethan turned around and disappeared into the bathroom to wash her face. Once she wiped her face dry, she asked, “
Why would I be angry at you?”
Gwen’s jaw dropped open. “But… I called and texted you so many times in the afternoon, and you didn’t reply to me at all… I had no choice but to ask Luke for permission to come out and visit you with a nurse.”
Bethan paused before she glanced at her phone on the nightstand. There were more than ten missed calls and messages.
Bethan put her towel back in the bathroom and gave Gwen a sheepish smile. “I was sleeping so soundly that I didn’t hear my phone at all.”
Gwen pursed her lip and let out a sigh. “So…you’re not mad at me for what happened today, right?”
Gwen knew fully well that the wedding she was invited to was Ben and Clover’s.
She had been in love with Ben for so long that she had to see him marrying another woman with her own eyes to give up and move on from him.
However, Luke banned her from attending the wedding altogether, refusing to let her go in fear she would feel humiliated.
Therefore, she had no choice but to ask Bethan to go on her behalf.
Bethan shrugged. “I’m fine with it.”
Gwen lowered her head and said, “Bethan, sometimes I really admire you… You moved on from Brettley entirely, and even though you spend a lot of time with him now, you can still maintain indifference…”
She sighed and lifted her head to gaze at Bethan. “
Don’t you even feel agitated whenever you look at Brettley? Don’t you feel like getting back together with him?”
Bethan shrugged again. “Why would I feel agitated? Why would I want to get back together with him? “
She still remembered how Brettley plotted to kill her.
No one understood her because none of them had ever gone through the pain that she had. If one had experienced such heartbreak and anguish like hers, they would know why she was able to forget about that man entirely.
“But…”
Gwen pursed her lips. “Sometimes, when I see you looking at Brettley, I can tell that you still love him. You–“
“You must’ve been mistaken,”
Bethan interjected coldly. “Every time I think of him, I feel like vomiting.”
As soon as she said this, she felt her stomach churn, as if it had somehow sensed what she had said.
Bethan felt nauseated, and all of a sudden, a bitter taste arose in her mouth.
She could not even say another word and instead stormed toward the bathroom. The next second, she was already holding onto the toilet bowl, retching. She had not eaten anything the whole day, thus nothing came out even though she tried to vomit.
All that, yet she could still feel her stomach turning.
Gwen pursed her lips when she heard Bethan retching in the bathroom and wheeled herself over to the bathroom door. “Bethan, are you…pregnant?”
Pregnant.
Bethan felt as though a grenade had exploded in the back of her mind.
Her hands that gripped the rim of the toilet bowl started to tremble. “Could it… Could it be?”
She had longed to get pregnant and give birth to Brettley’s child so she could save Nigel.
The symptoms she was experiencing did seem a lot like morning sickness.
As soon as Gwen said that, Bethan felt her blood rushing to her head. In the morning, she still felt dejected, trying to find other ways to get close to Brettley, but then…
This was exceptionally good news.
“You seem like you’re having morning sickness.”
There was a hint of excitement in Gwen’s eyes. “Why don’t you come with me to the hospital now and get it checked?”
Then, she paused and fixated her gaze on Bethan. “The baby belongs to Brettley, right?”
Bethan pursed her lips slightly and nodded.
She still was not certain if she was pregnant yet, but if she was… It was Brettley’s, no doubt.
“That’s great news! “
Gwen seemed ecstatic to hear that. “Come on now, let’s not waste any more time. Get ready, and we’ll go to the hospital right now, shall we? If you’re really pregnant, then Nigel can be saved! “
Bethan, too, felt overjoyed by this sudden news. She shot up and quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes before leaving the hotel room, pushing Gwen’s wheelchair in front of her.
Just as they were waiting for the elevator, the doors slid open, and out strode Brettley.
“Are you going out?”
He glanced at Bethan, then at Gwen. “It seems that I came at the wrong time.”
He handed Bethan the document that he was holding and grabbed hold of Gwen’s wheelchair. “Where are you guys going? I’ll give you a ride.”
“We’re…going to the hospital.”
Gwen turned around and glanced at Bethan. “Bethan’s sending me back to the hospital…”
Brettley nodded and strode into the elevator, pushing Gwen along in front of him as he lifted his head to glance at Bethan. “This is the information that the supplier in Sea City gave me. I think there’s something wrong with the data, so I wanted you to have a look at it.”
Bethan frowned and followed the two of them, skimming through the document Brettley had handed her.
Brettley was right. According to this document, the mineral content within the gemstones did not match up with the previous data.
Bethan furrowed her brows, took out her phone, and started calculating the financial losses these discrepancies would cost the company. Then, she asked coldly, “Is this the only supplier list with problems? What about the previous ones?”
“Lucas is still comparing them. I don’t think we should collaborate with this vendor again in the future, and I want to sue them for the losses that have incurred.”
“Yes, I agree.”
Just as they were engrossed in their discussion, the elevator stopped at the first floor, giving a lurch.
Bethan was too focused on their conversation that she did not notice the elevator had arrived at their destination. When the elevator jolted violently to a halt, she could not help retching again.
She immediately grabbed hold of Brettley’s arm for support.
Seeing that she did not look well, Brettley gripped her arm and asked, “Are you not feeling well?”
This was the second time in a day he saw her vomiting.
“We’re headed to the hospital, anyway. We can get you checked by a doctor.”
Bethan’s entire body stiffened at his words. She tried to suppress the nauseous feeling in her stomach and stood straight, smiling at Brettley. “There’s no need. It’s nothing to worry about.”
Just as she spoke, however, her stomach gave another heave. This time, her gags were so intense that she almost stumbled and fell. Fortunately, Brettley caught her just in time.
He frowned, looking down at the pale-faced woman in his arms. “Nothing to worry about, you say?”
With that, he hoisted Bethan into his arms and strode out of the elevator, leaving the speechless Gwen — who was baffled at the sudden change–behind.
She slowly wheeled herself out of the elevator, but due to her weak strength, she did not manage to get far before her entire body broke out in a sweat.
She exhaled before she continued to wheel herself toward the hotel lobby.
Just as she was about to stop and regain her strength, a stern voice rang out from behind her, “I insisted on sending some of my men to follow you, but you refused.”
At the same time, Gwen felt someone grabbing her wheelchair handles. Luke pushed her toward the lobby with an air of indifference, scolding her albeit gently, “When are you ever going to listen to me?”
Gwen pouted slightly, then extended a finger to scratch the armrest somewhat sheepishly. “I’m sorry Brettley carried Bethan into his car and ordered, “Lucas, let’s go.”
Brettley’s actions were so brisk that Bethan did not even have time to react. By the time she finally came to, Lucas had already started the engine.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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