Brettley curled his lips into a smile.”
You’re so considerate toward other people’s feelings that I can’t help thinking I’m no longer good enough for you.”
After all, he failed to consider all this, and he would not have thought of everything this way if Bethan had not brought it up. Bethan blushed when she heard this. She bit her lip and replied, “What’re you talking about…”
If Brettley was not good enough for her, no one was.
“I think letting Gwen return to Sea City is an excellent idea, but…”
Brettley paused and said solemnly, “I don’t think now is the right time. Why don’t you and Gwen remain here in Saigen City for a while longer, and as soon as I finish my work here with Thomas in two weeks, we’ll all go home together?”
He had given the Miller family a deadline of two weeks to fix Luke. Brettley did not know whether the Miller family was truly capable of achieving this, but…what if they could?
“Two days is fine, but two weeks…is a little too much to ask.”
Bethan could not understand why Brettley had made this request. “I don’t think Gwen will be willing to wait so long. Besides, you’re here for work, and there’s no guarantee that you’ll be able to settle everything in two weeks, so I don’t think it’d be wise to wait.”
Brettley was silent for a moment before nodding in agreement. “You’re right.”
After all, he could always bring Luke home to Sea City if Luke were to return. Bethan could not help furrowing her brow when she sensed this. “Brettley, are you hiding something from me?”
Why was he behaving so strangely?
“I guess you can say that.”
Brettley curled his lips into a smile, walked onto the balcony, and gazed out at the blinking lights of the night scenery. He replied lazily, “But now’s not the time to reveal anything to you yet. It’s all trade secrets.”
Bethan rolled her eyes at him. “You don’t have to tell me anything about your work.”
She knew nothing about his work at all apart from jewelry design, and she did not need him to tell her anything. “I know.” joshua was silent for a long time before slowly asking, “Do you think there’s a possibility that Luke might still be alive?”
Bethan fell silent after hearing this. A split second later, she could not help sighing. “What on earth are you talking about, Brettley? “Gwen hasn’t even claimed that Luke is still alive; the only thing she ever mentioned was dreaming of him. Why would you, out of all people, think he is?
“Besides, weren’t you the one who brought Luke’s body out of the operation theater with my brother and buried him? You said that his body was already charred…so how can he possibly still be alive?”
Brettley closed his eyes as a bitter smile crept across his face.
Bethan was right…
He and Jim were the ones to bring Luke’s body away.
However, at that time, they were both so overcome by their grief that they could not bear to even lay a second glance at Luke’s body.
Not only that, but they had no idea that Luke even had a twin brother, so none of them ever suspected any foul play at all. Bethan realized that she had come off a little harsh when met with Brettley’s silence. She bit her lip nervously and said, “Brettley, I wasn’t trying to be mean. All I wanted to say is…it’s time to face the truth.
“Luke’s no longer here, and there aren’t many miracles in real life. I know that you and Luke were close, and I’m also upset by his passing, but…since even Gwen has begun to move on, you should, too.
“Life has to go on.”
Brettley could not help letting out a self–deprecating chuckle.
Bethan was right; all this sounded like something a crazed man who missed his best friend too much would say.
He was the one who had told everyone of Luke’s death in the first place, but at this moment, he was claiming that Luke was still alive. Anyone would think he had lost his mind!
If he had not met Steven in person, if he had not remembered the scar on Luke’s brow bone, if the Miller family had not admitted to their crime…
Even Brettley himself would never buy such a story, A split second later, Brettley sighed and changed the subject. “When are you and Gwen planning to leave?”
“As soon as we can.”
Bethan leaned against the window frame, stared out at the night sky beyond, and said with a hint of exhaustion, “According to Gwen’s plan, we’ll be going to Merchant City to visit Luke’s grave first before returning to Sea City with his ashes. “If all goes well, we’ll be able to arrive in Sea City in three days… Besides, I don’t feel like wasting our time in Saigen City any longer.”
Bethan sighed and rubbed her brow in frustration. “I don’t want all this to happen a second time.
Whether it was Gwen getting drunk and sneaking into the dump station or her subsequently losing the pendant, Bethan did not want any of these events to happen again. She felt tertible for Gwen.
“Alright.”
Brettley closed his eyes. “I’ll ask Lucas to prepare your flight tickets. How does tomorrow afternoon sound?” “Perfect.”
Bethan pursed her lips. “Thank you for your trouble.”
Brettley had come to Saigen City for business.
He was here to help Thomas fight for his inheritance and retrieve evidence of his mother’s murder.
However, because of Bethan, he wasted much of his precious time.
Even though they had been married for years, Bethan still could not help feeling guilty for this.
Brettley chuckled upon hearing this. “It’s not trouble at all when it comes to you.”
Even after their many years of marriage–they already had four kids together, for God’s sake – Bethan still could not help blushing every time Brettley said something sweet to her like this.
The two of them chatted for a little while longer before finally hanging up the phone.
The moment Bethan got off the call with Brettley, she also received a message from Lucas about the flight details
Lucas had been working for Brettley for so many years that he had picked up some of Brettley’s thoughtfulness.
He had deliberately booked a flight in the afternoon that allowed Bethan and Gwen sufficient time to get ready and have lunch before departing. The next morning, Bethan woke up at the crack of dawn. She thought she was an early riser, but to her surprise, the moment she stepped out of her room, she caught sight of Gwen sitting at the dining table, beaming, having finished preparing their breakfast.
When she saw Bethan coming out of her room, Gwen smiled, stood up, and said softly, “It’s been a while since I last cooked for you.”
After Bethan gave birth to her second daughter, Gwen had spent an entire month taking care of Bethan, and during that time, Bethan was constantly blessed with Gwen’s cooking.
This was already months ago.
“I haven’t cooked in a while now, and I’m not sure whether I’ve lost my touch. I hope you don’t mind,”
Gwen said as she ladled some food onto a plate for Bethan.
Bethan’s chest tightened when she saw the forced smile on Gwen’s face.
She knew that Gwen was just putting on a solid front so she would not worry. After all, if the same thing were to happen to her, she would not want Gwen to worry, either.
However, Bethan did not expose Gwen. Instead, she plopped down in a chair, picked up her utensils, and began eating as she told Gwen of the flight tickets Lucas had booked for them. Gwen let out a sigh of relief. “That’s great. I…can finally go home to see Luke.”
She curled her lips into a bitter smile. “I can’t believe that Luke’s already been gone for so long now…yet I have never once visited his grave…”
With that, she lowered her head to stop the tears from falling, but Bethan could still hear her voice growing more and more choked. “I don’t know how well he’s doing up there and whether he’s still mad at me…”
Bethan opened her mouth, intending to say something comforting, but no words seemed to come out. After breakfast, Bethan and Gwen began to pack their bags. They did not bring much at all, and most of it were just souvenirs from Saigen City for their families.
After lunch, the two of them traveled to the airport.
Sitting in the airport departure lounge, a wave of sadness crept into Gwen’s heart as she watched the people brush past. She was the one who had wanted to cut this trip short, but for some reason, just as they were about to leave, she could not help feeling that she still had unfinished business here…
However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not seem to recall what it was.
At the same time, a black Masevati pulled up at the airport entrance.
Steven, who was wearing a black suit, got out of the car and barked into the phone as he strode into the airport, “Are you sure that Dr. Liddell is arriving in half an hour?”
“Yes, Sir,” replied Steven Hughes’ assistant on the other end of the line, nodding. “Dr. Liddell is very interested in your case after she studied your case. She’s flying over here this morning from Merchant City. Based on the duration of the flight, she should arrive half an hour later.”
After that, the assistant reminded Steven again, “Sir, are you sure you won’t be telling Ms. Miller about this? Her family and she had been responsible for your health when you were unconscious. They even bought several medical institutions because of you… I think it’s not that nice if you don’t tell them that you’re looking for a doctor.”
Steven furrowed his brow and scoffed, “Are you Kate’s assistant, or mine?”
The assistant paused and did not answer the question.
“Don’t you dare tell Kate or her family about this. I’ll make sure you regret it if you do!”
Steven hung up the phone and walked to the main hall of the airport.
Lately, Steven felt like he was unhinged, having suffered severe headaches over time as if his head was about to be blown off. During his sleep, he would have some outrageous dreams. Sometimes, he dreamed of being a gang leader, ordering his subordinates as he smoked. Sometimes, he was a patient who laid in bed as he waited for someone to take away his heart.
Most of the time, he dreamed that a woman would be screaming his name hysterically in the darkness…but she did not call out his name. He could not remember what the name was. Every time, however, he would wake up with a head full of sweat when he heard the sadness and desperation of that woman in his dream. He had told Kate about his nightmares before, but she would tell him that it meant nothing. The nightmares were probably due to his tense mental and anxiety, and all he needed was to take some sedatives to reduce his tension and anxiety.
Thus, he took many, as Kate had suggested, but these nightmares still came to haunt him in his sleep. He also went to different hospitals seeking help from many psychologists, but none of them were able to explain his condition.
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.