In the distance, Fiona was hugging Brettley’s arm as she gently spoke, “Bethan is no match for that fat man, is she? After all, she’s just a woman. Although she has a sharp tongue, she shouldn’t be beaten up.”
Brettley secretly clenched his fists.
To Bethan, who had just lost a child, and another child in the midst of a terminal illness, what Yvonne’s husband said had crossed the line.
He narrowed his eyes and was about to rush forward, but Fiona pulled him back sharply.
“Brettley… “
Fiona’s voice was shy and gentle. “Why don’t you call Lucas? Get him to bring men over. The office is only five or six minutes away. He could still get here in time.”
Then, she aggrievedly leaned her head on Brettley’s shoulders. “That man is so strong, and I ‘m afraid that you’ll get hurt. Furthermore, didn’t you promise me that you’d keep a distance with Ms. Bethan for me? If you were to rush over there, she’d definitely misunderstand and think that you’re still in love with her.”
Brettley lifted his gaze and looked over at Bethan once more.
The situation was in chaos in the distance. The onlookers had already surrounded Bethan, Yvonne, and her husband. It was filled to the brim with people.
Some of the onlookers were cheering on, and some were trying to stop the fight. It was extremely messy.
Brettley could not see Bethan, which only enhanced his anxieties and worries. He manically shrugged Fiona off.
“Even if Bethan isn’t the one getting hurt today, I shouldn’t just sit and do nothing.”
Then, Brettley strode into the crowd.
After Fiona was shrugged off, she retreated a few steps backward before finally stabilizing herself.
She gritted her teeth as she looked at Brettley rushing into the crowd determinedly. A deep resentment flashed across her eyes.
He still cared for her so much!
Fiona bit her lip and quickly chased after Brettley. In the middle of the crowd, Bethan was not losing.
The strength exploding from a person in extreme rage was terrifying.
Bethan pinned Yvonne’s fat body to the ground. Once Yvonne’s husband touched Bethan, Bethan slapped Yvonne.
After a few slaps, Yvonne’s face grew extremely swollen. Worried for her, Yvonne’s fat husband did not dare do anything to Bethan.
As Bethan pinned her to the ground, Yvonne grew mentally frantic as she failed to break free.
Looking at how both of them were about to get beaten by Bethan, an idea occurred to Yvonne as she immediately yelled out a person’s name.
“Brettley Morrison! Look at her! She’s like a crazy old hag! You made the right decision not to want her!”
Bethan’s body tensed up upon Yvonne’s words.
While she was in a daze, Yvonne immediately gave her husband a look.
The husband and wife duo pinned Bethan to the ground as if she were a criminal.
“How dare you hit my wife.”
Yvonne’s husband harrumphed coldly and raised his hand, about to slap Bethan.
Brettley was a famous public figure in Banyan City.
Upon Yvonne’s words, the surrounding crowd started looking for Brettley and had dispersed by quite a bit.
Bethan was pinned on the ground. The moment she lifted her head, she saw Fiona clutching at her chest where her heart was while tugging on Brettley’s arm outside the crowd.
Her body was pressed onto the cold, hard floor. She saw how Brettley initially wanted to come over but stopped because of what Fiona said.
Bethan closed her eyes. Her heart sank to the bottom.
Brettley must have seen what was happening, and that was why he came over. However, just because of something Fiona said, he turned around.
Was this the man who loved her deeply for so many years?
He knew she was about to be beaten up. He also knew she could not go up against Yvonne and her husband.
Alas, he abandoned all of his worries for her and turned around again, just because of something Fiona said.
Yvonne’s fat husband’s slap was about to land on her. Bethan shut her eyes and stopped struggling.
It was only because her children were mocked. It was only getting beaten up.
How could she compare to a few coughs and words from Fiona?
She was nothing. In Brettley’s heart, she was nothing. Bethan should have known this earlier.
Bethan was foolish. She still had ignorant expectations for Brettley.
Even with her eyes closed for quite a while, however, she still had not felt the slap.
The expected pain did not come. What came was a thud, the sound of a heavy object landing.
Then, the fat man’s wailing.
Bethan shuddered a little and subconsciously opened her eyes.
From her point of view, she saw a young man’s long legs. That man was in an azure-colored suit. He was tall and skinny yet filled with rowdy energy.
Christian Moore coldly dragged Yvonne’s husband to the side and kicked his stomach violently.
“What use is bullying a woman? I dare you to come at me! “
He subconsciously looked at Brettley and gave him a look.
In the evening, Christian wanted to try his luck to look for Brettley at the office when he bumped into Brettley and Fiona, heading for the seafood market to do groceries.
The day before, when Christian was on the phone with his mother, his mother told him to pay attention to what Brettley liked to eat. Thus, he followed them over. He wanted to see what Brettley and Fiona’s buying habits were. From there, he could deduce what Brettley liked to eat.
He never thought he would bump into the scene of Bethan being bullied.
He had been hiding in the corner, not doing anything. He was also paying attention to Bethan’s safety, but more importantly, he wanted to see Brettley’s reaction.
Christian saw that Brettley was about to help Bethan when he was hassled by Fiona once again. That was why Christian jumped forward to help out.
It was also because Brettley saw Christian rushing into the crowd. That was why he turned around to check up on Fiona’s situation without any worries.
Christian was clearly trying to ask for credit. Brettley slightly narrowed his eyes and nodded at Christian before turning around to care for Fiona in his arms.
After getting Brettley’s approval, Christian delightedly kicked harshly at Yvonne’s husband a few more times. Then, he turned, bent down, and worriedly looked at Bethan, who was on the ground.
“Are you alright?”
Bethan shook her head. “I’m fine.”
She forced herself to get up, but she had used up too much of her energy a moment ago. At that moment, her entire body felt like jelly, and she could not even sit up.
Christian sighed. “You call this ‘fine’?”
He rolled his eyes and picked Bethan up.
With her legs weak, Bethan could not stand on her own. She could only lean onto Christian to maintain her balance.
Christian sighed. He looked at Fiona, who was in Brettley’s arms being cared for, past the crowd. He then shifted his gaze to Bethan who was still determined to stand up on her own, trying hard to not rely too much on him.
Christian did not know why, but he was a little heartbroken.
It was plain to see Bethan was the one that needed Brettley’s care and protection.
What happened instead was…
Christian did not know where the urge came from, but he took a deep breath and determinedly carried Bethan.
Finding herself mid -air, Bethan yelped and looked at Christian, who was carrying her. She started to struggle.
“What are you doing? Let me down! “
“Let you down? Can you even walk on your own?”
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