Although Jude did not know why Brettley made this decision, he was willing to listen to him, especially when he knew Brettley had experienced more hardship than he did. He believed the way Brettley handled problems was different from regular people. He believed in Brettley’s ability.
Brettley frowned and looked at Bethan, who was looking out the window with full attention. He exhaled softly and replied, [No. Let your men look for them. Once your men discover them, just watch over them until they reach their destination.]
Jude did not reply instantly.
After a while, he replied, [Okay.]
Brettley took a deep breath after getting a confirmation reply from Jude. He turned to the side. to look at Bethan, all with a furrowed brow.
For the past few years, he had experienced and been through troubles of various types….but he did not know what to do with his wife who chose to temporarily lose her memory. It would be cruel to her if he straightforwardly told her Anne had passed away.
If he continued to hide it from her…
The most it would take was one week before her memory of Anne’s death would return, and once it did, the situation could be worse than if he told her the truth at this moment.
He sighed and rubbed his aching glabella. In this situation, he could only handle one thing at a time. His current plan was to bring Bethan to the wedding, settle his score with Adrian and Jacqueline, try to figure out Anne’s death, and how to break the news to Bethan.
At this moment, Bethan looked back and saw Brettley looking very troubled.
“What’s wrong, Brettley?”
She frowned and tried to soothe his glabella. “Are you worried about tonight’s wedding?”
Looking at Bethan’s clear eyes, Brettley fell quiet for a while before lowering his head and pulling Bethan into his arms. “Bethan.”
“Yes?”
Bethan thought he was anxious about the wedding and thus quickly comforted him, “I believe in you. Everything can be settled at the wedding. There’s nothing you need to worry about”
Brettley felt even worse hearing that soft voice of hers. He embraced her tightly; so tight that he hoped he could push her into his body.
“Bethan, if If I did something you think it’s unforgivable, would you forgive me?”
The scenery outside the window was a blur.
Startled, Bethan looked at Brettley in confusion, and her lips stretched unnaturally. “Brettley, what are you talking about? How is it possible that you’d do anything I can’t forgive?”
Seven years ago, she mistakenly thought he had wronged her, something she just could not forgive.
After seven years, she finally knew the truth and that it was just a misunderstanding. The man she was looking at never did anything that would truly hurt her. Even if he did, it was not his intention.
Thus, Bethan found it hard to imagine what Brettley could do to result in her not forgiving him.
Brettley paused when he saw Bethan’s confused eyes. In the end, he could bear to tell Bethan the truth and sighed. “What I mean is…we have a whole lifetime ahead of us. During these periods, would you forgive me… if I did something you deem unforgivable?”
Bethan stopped. She took a deep breath and started to give Brettley’s question some serious thinking.
“Brettley.”
She gave him a serious look. “If it is like what you said, you did something that I was unable to forgive you. Undoubtedly, I won’t be able to forgive you. It is undebatable.”
She curled her lips into a smile and extended her hand out to grab Brettley’s hand, “But…I’m not a fussy one, small matters won’t bother me. You haven’t done anything that I don’t think I can’t forgive you for now. I trust that it’ll never happen in the future too.”
Brettley was stunned. He sighed and pulled her into his arms to embrace her tightly.
While she was enjoying the warm temperature of Brettley’s body, she lamented, “Brettley, 1 hope after tonight, our lives will return to normalcy just peace. I envy Anne and John a lot, you know? The three of them live together peacefully without any turbulence going on in their lives. What a wonderful and happy way to live.
“Anne told me that John’s business is getting better. Perhaps a year or two from now, she’ll open a small plastic surgery hospital when Sammie goes to kindergarten. She wants to make girls like me, who were disfigured, pretty again… Oh, how I envy them.
“This year alone, you’ve expanded your business while many things happened in my family. But…I really envy when people can live their lives peacefully and quietly. I don’t want to be constantly worrying about any more ups and downs in my life.”
Her words pricked Brettley’s heart like needles, and his heart ached agonizingly.
He hugged his wife tightly and closed his eyes.
Bethan truly treasured having Anne as her friend. Anne and John’s happy married life was something she looked up to.
What if she knew their happiness was ruined? How would she react?
What if she found out Anne’s death was related to her? What sort of reaction would she have?
Brettley sighed. He did not dare to think of the possibility.
Soon, the car arrived at the evening gown shop.
Brettley adjusted his emotion and brought Bethan into the shop. When they were in the shop, Bethan started to pick the gown she liked.
As she usually would, she would take a selfie in front of the mirror and send it into the chat after changing into every evening gown choice.
Bonnie was the first to reply.
[So pretty! It shows off your curve.]
[I’m not interested in these,] replied Rachel.
Yannie also joined the conversation.
[Wow! Bethan looks good in everything!]
Bethan tried on a few gowns and everyone was complimenting her for looking so beautiful in those evening gowns.
Suddenly, Bonnie felt something was wrong.
[Why is Anne so quiet today?]
When Bonnie noticed Anne’s virtual absence, the others in the group chat also realized something was wrong.
[Yannie: I called Anne just now, but she didn’t answer. Is she busy?]
[Bonnie: Impossible. She’s not working, and Sammie is just an infant. Normally, she’s the first. one to reply in the group…]
[Rachel: Maybe she’s doing something. Don’t worry. What could go wrong when she’s in her house? Besides, Bethan is in Banyan City too. She should know if something is wrong with Anne.]
It reminded Bonnie that Bethan was in the same city as Anne. Thus, she quickly asked in the group chat.
[Bonnie: Hey, Bethan. Anne isn’t replying to any messages. Is she with you?]
After changing into another evening gown, Bethan left the fitting room and wanted to send the photo to the group chat again. This was when she saw the messages in the group chat. She paused and did not know what to reply.
In the end, she simply texted, [We’re not together. I think she’s busy with her stuff. I’m going to look for her after tonight’s wedding |
Bonnie thought Bethan was acting weird, yet she did not say anything about it. She continued to chat with Bethan for a while and asked Bethan to send Anne her regards.
After that, Bethan did not have the mood to continue trying out the evening gown. She looked in the mirror and saw the sapphire blue evening gown she was wearing.
Pleased with this piece, she walked out in the evening gown.
“Brettley”
When she was outside, she looked at Brettley, who was sitting on the sofa, texting with a frown. “We still have some time. Can we go to Anne’s house?”
For some reason, she felt restless today. Knowing Anne had not replied to any calls or messages, her heart was greatly unsettled. She had a sinking, ominous feeling
She realized she could not wait until the wedding was over to go visit Anne and wanted to go at this moment. She had to go to Anne’s house to visit Anne and Sammie, and only then would she be at ease upon knowing they were alright.
Brettley was texting when Bethan said that. He was silent for a moment before seconds later turning to look at the time, then at Bethan.
“There’s not enough time. The wedding is about to begin in less than two hours, and you only have chosen your gown You haven’t done your hair and makeup yet. We need to set aside some traveling time too. It’s going to take up more time if we go over to Anne and John’s house, and we’ll be late if we go
Bethan felt frustrated after hearing that She looked into the mirror at herself. ‘I don’t look that bad without setting my hair and makeup, do 17
In the past, Brettley never cared if she did her hair or put on makrup to go to any dinners. He always said she was beautiful enough to attract everyone’s attention even if she did not put on any makeup At this moment, however, he deliberately put time aside for her to style her hair and put on makeup.
Though…
She frowned and touched her face. “Are you saying I’m old now?”
Her kids were seven years old, and she was reaching her thirties. Everyone always said women over 30 looked less pretty and youthful compared to when they were in their twenties.
Did Brettley insist on having her style her hair and have makeup to attend the wedding because he thought she was old?
Brettley was stunned. After a while, he understood what she meant and laughed.
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.