Fiona stood up gracefully. “That’s because you were the one who wanted children, while he didn’t, but it’s different with me.”
She slowly made her way to Bethan and fixated her triumphant, mocking gaze on her. “This morning, Brettley posed a request to me, right in front of your dead son’s grave. He wanted me to bear children for him.”
Fiona smirked and continued, tucking her hair behind her ear, “I didn’t want to because I had to consider my health, but he told me that he longed to have children with the person he loved. Maybe if your dead son got reborn as me and Brettley’s child, that’d be great.”
Bethan clenched her fists when she heard this.
She stared at Fiona and tried to suppress the urge to rip her into pieces right this instant. “Even though my son is dead, he’ll never reincarnate himself as Brettley Morrison’s child.”
Letting out an exhale, she stared at Fiona as she enunciated her words carefully, “I don’t care what you want to do, or how many children you plan to have, but from today onward, if I find out you went to visit my son’s grave or said anything like this in front of me, I won’t forgive you! “
She glared at Fiona so harshly that it was as though her eyeballs would pop out of their sockets at any moment. “Don’t underestimate the bond between a mother and her son. If you don’t believe me, I ‘ll let you have a taste! “
With that, Bethan picked up the documents on her desk and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
When she heard the door slam, Fiona could not help curling her lips into a smirk.
She picked up her phone, pleased with herself, and was about to send a message inviting Brettley for lunch when she received a text from a foreign number. [I’m back in Banyan City.]
Fiona stared at these five words on the screen and felt her breath catch in her throat.
She pursed her lips and typed a reply, [What are you doing back here?]
[Don’t worry, I’m not here to steal your man away.
I’m just back to see how haggard Bethan can get.]
After coming out of the meeting room, Bethan strode back to her office.
She plopped down in her chair and leaned against it, exhausted. She could not stop thinking about what Fiona had said in the meeting room…
“This morning, Brettley posed a request to me, right in front of your dead son’s grave. He wanted me to bear children for him.”
Bethan held her face in her hands. How could Brettley…
How could he talk about bearing children with another woman right in front of Neil’s grave?
Even though he did not love Bethan, Neil was still his son.
It was bad enough that he did not care about Nigel and Nellie, but with Neil dead, did this mean he was subject to Brettley’s humiliation and degradation, too?
What was wrong with this man?
Bethan thought she would cry, but to her surprise, it was as though all the tears in her body had been depleted. She could not even shed a single tear.
“What are you doing? Why aren’t you eating lunch and holding your face like that instead?” a clear male voice suddenly rang out from the direction of Bethan’s door.
Bethan immediately brought her hands away from her face.
Christian was standing at her door with a bag of food at hand. He leaned against the doorframe in a position he deemed attractive, staring at Bethan as he did.
Bethan immediately frowned. “Why are you back so soon?”
Christian had gone back to his hometown last night, and Bethan thought he would be gone for at least a few days.
“My family wants me to get my company started as soon as possible,”
Christian replied as he walked toward Bethan and handed her the food. “Even though Brettley has agreed to invest in my company, my family is still worried about this since I haven’t received the money yet, nor did we sign any contract.”
Bethan took the food from him and started eating. She chuckled and replied, “That’s true.”
She knew better than anyone else how untrustworthy Brettley was.
“I wanted to talk to you about starting my company, but judging from your expression, I don’t think you’re in the mood to talk.”
Christian closed the office door and plopped down in a comfortable position on the sofa. Then, he flipped through the design drafts that were strewn on the coffee table and sighed. “Why are you moody this time?”
Bethan’s entire body stiffened. “I’m not in a bad mood.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
Christian rolled his eyes at her. “
You’re not out at lunch, and instead, you’re in your office alone, holding your face in your hands. If this isn’t called being in a bad mood, I don’t know what is.
Just because I’m young doesn’t mean I’m stupid.”
Since she was caught lying, Bethan let out a sigh and said flatly, eating her lunch at the same time, “
Actually, it’s nothing much. It’s just…
“Brettley took Fiona to my son’s grave this morning and even told her he wanted to have children with her in the future, right in front of my son’s grave…”
As soon as she said this, Bethan let out a sigh and did not feel like continuing. Instead, she gave Christian a bitter smile and said, “Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
Christian paused. He raised his eyebrows and stared at Bethan incredulously. “Brettley said he wanted Fiona to bear children for him right in front of his dead son’s grave?”
How was this possible? Christian knew just how much Brettley cared about his children. He was even willing to date a woman like Fiona so she could donate her bone marrow to Nigel.
If Nigel and Nellie meant so much to Brettley, then even if he did not care about Neil at all, he still would not say something like this right in front of Neil’s grave.
Besides… Fiona had lied to Brettley, saying that she only had one year to live. Brettley would never ask a dying person to bear children for him!
As soon as he thought of this, Christian furrowed his brows and glanced at Bethan. “Who did you hear this from?”
Bethan chuckled, not even lifting her head to look at him. “Who do you think I heard this from?”
Christian let out an exhale. Even though Bethan did not say it out loud, he already knew who had told her this. It was none other than Fiona.
This woman…was as cruel as he remembered.
Unfortunately, Fiona knew something about him that he wanted to keep secret. Otherwise, he would have exposed her right in front of Bethan.
Christian sighed the moment that thought came to him. After comforting Bethan for a while, he turned around and left.
As soon as he came out of Bethan’s office, he dialed Fiona’s number.
She soon picked up her phone.
Christian was so angry that he did not even wait for her to say anything. “You’re becoming more and more outrageous, aren’t you, Fiona?” he snapped. “
Were you the one who told Bethan about you and
Brettley’s discussion of having children right in front of Neil’s grave?”
There was no reply from the other end of the line. Christian furrowed his brows. “Hello?”
After a moment , Brettley’s low, stern voice rang out through the phone, “Repeat what you just said.”
The unexpected voice startled Christian.
What was… Why was Brettley the one who answered Fiona’s phone?
Christian almost dropped his phone on the ground. He let out an awkward cough and said, “Brettley, I– “
“I told you to repeat what you just said! “
Brettley’s stern voice interrupted Christian before he could even finish.
Christian suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing out of anger…
He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, “I just came out from Bethan’s office… She found out about you and Fiona’s discussion of having children together, right in front of Neil’s grave. She’s so upset by this that she didn’t even eat lunch. Instead, she’s holed up in her office, crying.”
Since there was no point hiding the truth anymore, Christian chose to paint an even more intense picture of Bethan’s sadness. “This is the first time I ever saw Bethan cry so hard. She couldn’t even catch her breath… I was so angry that I called Fiona immediately…”
He then sighed. “Brettley, let me ask you… How can you even do this to her? Do you know how upsetting this is?”
Brettley felt the veins on his forehead throb as soon as he heard this. He furrowed his brows and said, “I know now.”
With that, he hung up the phone.
As soon as he put the phone down, Brettley glanced in the direction of the bathroom–where Fiona was taking her shower–and narrowed his eyes.
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