Brettley said.
“You don’t have to thank me.”
The owner of the logistics company smiled on the other end of the line. “They’re heading to the east. I guess they’re heading–“
“You don’t have to tell me where they are going,”
Brettley interrupted.
John’s stance on never contacting each other in the future was right. If that decision could keep both of them feeling safe, then so be it. He respected John’s choice. However…
He sighed. He did not know if Bethan could accept this decision. If she could not contact John and Sammie ever in the future, it meant
Bethan could never go to Anne’s grave to repent and mourn ever in her life. It would be a huge take for her.
He took a deep breath and put away his phone to leave the villa.
The place he headed to was the police station.
Since he behaved nicely during the morning session, it did not take long for him to see Bethan.
Bethan looked like a different person, even after not seeing her for only a night. She was awfully haggard.
She tried to put a smile on her face when she saw Brettley, but she failed. After a while, she gave up and stretched her lips. “I bet I look very awful now.”
She failed to protect her best friend and avenge her death. It was Not exaggerated to say she must be the biggest laughingstock in Banyan City.
“No one is going to laugh at you.”
It seemed like Brettley could tell what Bethan was thinking about.
He curled up his lips and smiled. “I’m here.”
Bethan raised her head and looked at him through the glass. The determination and seriousness in his eyes warmed her chest.
She bit her lip. After a moment of silence, she asked, “How’s acqueline doing?”
With a peaceful expression, he looked at Bethan’s face and said, “
She’s dead.”
“She’s…dead?”
Stunned, Bethan looked back at him in disbelief. “How could that be?”
When she was brought away by the police, Jacqueline was still smiling at the police as she told them how she, Bethan, tried to kill her. Although Jacqueline’s abdomen was bleeding, her mind was clear and she was still very much alive.
‘How is she dead over the night?’ she thought.
“She didn’t die because you stabbed her in the stomach. Someone snuck into the hospital and killed her.”
Brettley frowned.
He was not going to tell her John was the murderer.
“So, there is no plaintiff in your premeditated murder case. Everyone in the venue also proved that you stabbed her because she kept provoking you. The police took the surveillance footage from last night too…”
He looked up and gave her a serious look. “I believe this is going to be over sooner than you think, but you have to stay in here fora little while longer because you injured her in public. Don’t worry. I’ll settle everything for you. When you’re out of jail, we’ll reunite as a whole family in this city.”
His husky, melodious voice shook her heart. She looked up at him seriously for a very long time.
After a while, she finally could not help it anymore and lowered her head. She covered her eyes with her hand and cried. “I’m sorry, Brettley…and I’m so sorry to Anne.”
It was all her fault. She was the reason for Anne’s death and bean Brettley’s suffering. She could imagine how people would laugh at
Brettley and say his wife was a murderer.
Moreover, their kids… They would be affected by her, too. She was a loser, she mocked herself. Maybe Willow should kill her instead of Anne. What if she died instead? Could she atone for her sin against Anne by then? Maybe Brettley and their kids would not be affected by her wrongdoing.
“You didn’t fail anyone.”
Brettley exhaled lightly. He wanted nothing more than to hold her hand and bring her close to his chest. However, he could only look at her through the glass window and try to soften his voice.
“Bethan, it isn’t your fault. The bad people are those who tried to hurt you. You’re not a god. You can’t tell the future nor do you know the perpetrators’ plans and intentions. I know if you new you were being watched and someone was planning something, you’d never go out together with Anne…”
Bethan cried and nodded.
“So.”
Brettley continued to talk seriously, “none of this is your fault, Bethan. You don’t have to blame yourself. Willow is under arrest now, and the person behind this, Jacqueline, got the punishment she deserved. Although you made a mistake, it was nothing compared to what they did. Don’t blame yourself or be so upset.”
Bethan sniffed.
After a while, she looked at Brettley.
“Then… Did you find John and Sammie? I…I wish to pay my respect to Anne after I’m out of here.”
Perhaps Brettley never expected Bethan would suddenly question him about John’s whereabouts at this time. He was startled and quietly shook his head.
“No. He was gone with Anne’s body and Sammie after Anne passed away yesterday. I looked everywhere–every train station, airport, harbor, and highway. But…”
He sighed. “I still can’t find any traces of him leaving. Maybe he’s still in the city. We just can’t find where he is hiding. Don’t worry. I’ll try my best to look for him.”
Since he promised John not to look into where he and Sammie were going, he thought it was unnecessary to let Bethan know about the promise. It was better off–that no one ever knew he had met up with John before.
“Okay.”
The light in Bethan’s eyes dimmed down after knowing that.
“I’m sure he never wants to see us again or doesn’t want to be found… If you can’t find him, just let it be.”
The whole city must have gotten the news that she nearly killed
Jacqueline during the wedding. If John was still indifferent after seeing what she had done because of Anne–then it was unlikely that he would ever want to meet her again.
“Okay.”
Brettley nodded and started to remind Bethan about some of the things to look after before he finally got himself to leave the police station.
Once he was outside of the police station, a group of reporters rushed up.
“Mr. Morrison, I heard you have used an important subsidiary’s share under the Morrison group as a condition to those who attended the wedding last night. Is that true?”
“Is it true that you’re bribing them with the shares so they could put in more good words for your wife when they were being questioned in an attempt to reduce her sentencing?”
“Do you think money can solve everything?”
“Are you preparing to let your wife be acquitted on her charge?”
Every question was portrayed in a way to imply a different meaning as the reporters surrounded Brettley.
Brettley sighed and answered, “I gave the shares to those who attended the wedding yesterday because Adrian owes them money.
That was it. Although I have cut ties with Adrian, I’m still obliged to return the money because he was using my name to borrow the money from them.
“I’m not trying to buy those people. I just hope they could tell the truth as it is in the court. No one is acquitted of their charges if they committed a crime, including my wife. However, there was a reason why last night’s incident happened. I believe the laws are there to help good people. Rather than asking me all these questions now, why don’t all of you spend some time investigating what really happened during last night’s wedding.”
After that, he curled up his lips and smiled, and glanced over every reporter indifferently. “Do you have other questions for me?”
He was naturally a cold and aloof person. After many years in the business world, he developed a stern and colder personality that was rare to see in a normal person.
The reporters who had gotten used to all kinds of scenes became quiet all of a sudden because of his attitude and the way he looked at them. Everyone exchanged looks at each other and did not dare to agitate this imposing man.
“Is that all?”
He curled his lips and smiled. “I’ll get going then.”
He turned around and strode while leaving the reporters who did not even dare to breathe harder at the police station.
When he got into his car in the car park, his phone rang. It was Jim calling him.
“Brettley! Why didn’t you tell us anything after what happened? If my friend didn’t show me, I wouldn’t have known my sister is in jail now! We’re all at the airport now. My plane is about to take off, and we’ll arrive tonight!”
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