Bethan might feel better in the future by pushing all the blame on him. He was no longer worthy to be by her side.
Nigel’s condition did not allow him to play for too long in the playground.
After half an hour or so, he started gasping for air. Brettley carried him and strode to the hospital.
Bethan held Nellie’s hand as they followed after them.
“Mommy.”
Nellie grabbed onto Bethan’s hand, her voice quivering, “Nigel told me just now that he thinks Neil isn’t dead, that he might come back… Do you think it’s true?”
Then, Nellie uncontrollably suppressed her voice. “I saw Neil’s room explode with my own eyes. I…”
Bethan pursed her lips and grabbed onto Nellie’s hand tightly. “It’s true. As long as we don’t give up hope… your brothers will not die.”
Whether it was Nigel or Neil, as long as there was just a sliver of hope, she would not give up!
When they sent Nigel back to the hospital, his nose started bleeding. The doctors said that he was too happy and excited, which caused the bleeding.
The doctors took another three hours to treat Nigel. After that, the doctors told Bethan and Brettley seriously that within the next half a month, they could not let Nigel be so excited anymore.
After confirming that Nigel was fine, Bethan sighed, blaming herself.
At that moment, it was already midnight. When Nigel was treated, Brettley had gotten Lily to take Nellie back.
“Go and rest.”
Brettley sighed and gently patted Bethan’s shoulders. “
Nigel’s emotions were always stable. I never would’ve thought that tonight’s dinner would make him so happy…”
Bethan closed her eyes. Her voice sounded feeble, a little croaky. “It was supposed to be a happy affair…”
Why did it turn out that way? Her son was only six years old.
Other six-year-old children might be able to laugh, cry, and fool around.
What about Nigel?
He was only six, yet just a happy dinner with his mother and sister could deteriorate his body.
Looking at how much suffering Bethan was in, Brettley sighed and gently patted her on the shoulder.
“Nigel will get better. He’ll definitely get better.”
Bethan closed her eyes, her voice filled with coldness, “
How? How will he get better?”
She and Malcolm have searched around in different bone marrow banks.
The reason she returned to the country and thought of having another child to cure Nigel was that it was already the last choice due to desperation.
However, her child… Bethan bit her lip harshly.
After a while, she opened her eyes. “Brettley. Let’s sleep together tonight.”
She glared at his face and enunciated every word, “I have medication that helps with ovulation. Let’s do it tonight– “
“Bethan, “
Brettley interrupted before Bethan could finish her sentence, brows furrowed, “do you know what you’re talking about? You’re in no condition to– “
“I don’t care what condition my body is in! “
Bethan stood up manically and reached out to wrap her arms around Brettley’s neck tightly, standing on her toes and simply closed in to Brettley with her mouth.
“I’m still alive. As long as I’m still alive, I can bear another child for Nigel, ” she spoke while madly kissing Brettley’s face.
Perhaps it was not considered a kiss–more like nibbling under extreme desperation.
Brettley grabbed her tightly. He was a little short of breath.
“Bethan, calm down.” “I can’t calm down! “
Bethan bit her lip as she began to whimper, “Brettley,
Nigel is also your child! Can you bear to watch him die? You saw it yourself! He’s not even allowed to be happy! He is only six! “
Bethan bit Brettley’s lower lip, her eyes filled with pleas.
“Brettley, sleep with me, please? Give it to me. Let me get pregnant with your child again, please? I know that you have never once liked me. I know you hate me the most in your entire life! I won’t pester you, and I won’t use the children to tie you down. As long as you get me pregnant, I’ll do anything for you. What do you say?”
Bethan was crying. Her eyes were filled with utter despair.
Brettley hugged Bethan’s scrawny body, replying in a low voice with restraint, “Bethan, the doctor said you can’t get pregnant within the next two years due to your body.”
“I don’t care! “
Bethan gritted her teeth. “Even if I die, even if I die in labor, I have to rescue Nigel. I want him to live…”
Bethan grabbed Brettley by the collar, crying until she almost passed out.
Her mind was filled with Nigel’s miserably pale face a moment ago. She was willing to bear all the pain of the world as long as her children did not have to suffer anymore.
“I won’t touch you.”
Brettley clutched her face and said seriously, “But I’ll cure Nigel’s sickness. I promise you.”
Bethan, who cried until she lost all bearings of herself, did not listen to a single word of what Brettley said. She continued to beat Brettley, snapping at him before begging him…
She thrashed about with Brettley until three in the morning before finally falling asleep, crying.
Brettley tucked her in and walked out of the patient’s ward with an exhausted expression.
He fished out his phone and dialed an unknown foreign number.
“I’ll accept your conditions.”
Bethan had a nice dream.
She dreamt that she got pregnant with Brettley’s child once more and gave birth to a son as adorable as Neil.
With Nigel’s sickness then cured, she took the children back to Malcolm’s mansion abroad where
Malcolm stood by the entrance, all smiles as he welcomed them.
Bethan ran over to Malcolm in joy and excitement. “I said that I’d cure Nigel. Look! I’ve done it!”
Malcolm smiled and looked at her.
“I never would’ve thought that Brettley was willing to sacrifice his life to rescue Nigel.”
Bethan was stunned for a while, dazed as she looked at him. “Brettley sacrificed his life to save Nigel?
Brettley’s pale and colorless face suddenly appeared in her mind.
Bethan took a step backward. It felt as if her heart was squeezed tightly by an invisible hand. The cruel hand gripped her heart tighter, bit by bit, crushing it to pieces.
“Brettley! “
Bethan woke up from her nightmare due to excruciating pain.
In the room, Anne and Gwen looked at each other before Gwen turned to Bethan, brows furrowed. “You had a nightmare?”
The befuddled Bethan opened her eyes, clutching her chest as she nodded furiously.
Anne sighed as she walked toward her and grabbed her hand. “All dreams are not real. What did you dream about?”
Bethan clutched her wildly pounding heart. The scenes in her dreams appeared in her mind once again.
She bit her lip.
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