He took a deep breath and was about to leave. “I’ll go back and check up on them right now.”
Bethan lifted her head and looked at Brettley. She sneered, “How pretentious. They’ve already gone to bed after medication. What’s the use of you going back now? Are you going to wake them up and then reprimand them for telling me this? It’s true. You’ve long said to not let Neil and Nellie contact me. You don’t want me to be in touch with them! However, you also said that you’d take good care of them. Is this how you take good care of them?”
Every word was like a sharp blade that stabbed into Brettley.
He furrowed his brows and tried his best to explain himself. “I knew nothing of this! When I ‘m home, they told me that they didn’t want any dinner. I didn’t know what happened to them! ” he said with helplessness and anger. “You don’t have to push all the blame to me and get angry with me! “
He then lowered his head and looked at Bethan as he tried to remain calm. “First, I don’t know if this is true or not; the kids might be exaggerating. Alice is their mother, and she wouldn’t treat them that way. Even if she did, that must be because of her mentality and differences in education. No one would torture their children for no reason.”
Bethan looked up and looked at Brettley loathingly. “No one? You’re one of them.”
Her defiant ways made Brettley even more infuriated. He did not want to treat her too badly, but he could not stand her irrational, harsh words.
Eyeing her red lips, he truly wanted to bite them so she could no longer accuse him.
He did just that.
Brettley bent down. He pressed onto her arm with one hand while he placed the other palm on the door as he brutally kissed her.
Bethan widened her eyes at the sudden kiss. She did not expect that Brettley would kiss her, let alone under such circumstances.
Bethan’s brain went blank. After a while, she came to her senses. She went berserk as she struggled. She punched and kicked, using all possible ways to resist him and insult him.
However, the disparity of strength between them was too huge. She could not even push him away.
Bethan was pinned to the door tightly. In the end, her body could barely even move a single centimeter, but she still struggled.
“Brettley, you scumbag! Let me go! Leave! “
Every time his mouth was away from her’s, Bethan could spit out some angry words.
She did not know whether her lip was too bewitching, or that her scolds were too harsh, or her tears were too crystalline.
Brettley seemed to be enchanted. He kissed her over and over again as he swallowed her words.
Bethan’s voice turned hoarse after some time, yet she still resisted with whatever length she had left.
She yelled at him with a hoarse voice, “Brettley, you pervert! “
Pervert.
Brettley’s eyes darkened at that word. He looked at her face. “Do you know what a true pervert does?”
His gaze was somewhat dangerous.
Bethan pursed her lips and cowered backward.
“Don’t touch me! Go and look for your wife! What the hell are you doing here?”
Brettley squinted his eyes. In his gaze, he only saw her red lips.
The lights were dimly lit. “Brettley…”
The moment he threw her on the sofa, Bethan immediately knew what would happen. She closed her eyes as she inwardly resisted. Her reason told her that she had to submit to Brettley for Nigel’s sickness. However, her heart told her that he was not worthy of her. He was a scumbag!
Forget about that.
Bethan closed her eyes and told herself to take it all in as a mere dream.
In her dream, he was still the Brettley she was once head over heels for.
She told herself to treat it as facing adversity for Nigel’s sake.
Bethan mocked, “You already have Mrs. Morrison. Isn’t that enough?”
Brettley’s eyes darkened. Flustered yet enraged, he bit her lower lip harshly. “I was busy for the past few days, and she’s been unavailable these few days. Are you happy with the answer?”
Bethan chuckled in his ear. “So you only came to find me because she’s unavailable?”
Brettley’s eyes darkened. Wordlessly, he hugged her tightly and buried his head in her neck tiredly.
He had no answer to that question.
Perhaps he was no longer that close to Alice anymore during their six years apart. Perhaps he only loved the version of Bethan Peterson six years ago, not the present Alice.
No matter what, his reasoning told him that he had to be close to Alice sexually whenever he faced her, but his body always resisted unconsciously.
Bethan, on the other hand…
Reason told him that he could not get close to her nor have any sexual relationships with her, but he could not control his body.
After a period of long silence, Bethan took a deep breath and flatly called out his name, “Brettley.”
Brettley said nothing. The only thing that replied to her was his even, regular breathing. He fell asleep.
Like countless nights six years back, he hugged her and fell asleep, breathing her scent from her neck.
Bethan sighed and carefully pried his hands apart. She got out of his arms.
The lights in the room were dim.
Under the dim lights, she watched as Brettley slept silently in exhaustion. Her eyes were filled with abhor.
He dared sleep so soundly in front of her.
There was a knife in the kitchen. As long as she picked up the knife and swiftly slashed down, she could avenge the Bethan Peterson six years ago who almost lost her and her babies’ lives.
There would be an end to the endless torture she suffered all these years.
In the end, she let out a long sigh. She took a thin blanket from her luggage and put it over Brettley.
Then, Bethan got up and returned to her bedroom. Nigel was not cured yet.
Brettley could not just die like that.
That night, because Brettley slept on the sofa, Bethan did not sleep well.
Brettley, on the other hand, slept all too well.
Ever since Alice returned to his side, he pretended to be busy working overtime to avoid some issues. With that, he never slept soundly for the past few nights.
The next morning, Brettley was woken up from his sweet dreams by the ringing of his phone.
On the other end of the call was Alice who sounded aggrieved, “Brettley, where were you last night?”
Brettley stretched lazily on the sofa. “What’s going on?”
“I ‘ve been looking for you for the entire night. You weren’t in your study nor in the guest room. I thought you might be working late at the office, so I rushed over to the office in the middle of the night, but you weren’t there either. Where did you go?”
Brettley did not answer her question. “Is there anything?”
“Hmm.”
Alice sniffled once or twice aggrievedly. “
Have a look at the internet. Didn’t you say that as long as all the news defaming Bethan on the internet is removed, Bethan won’t make the surveillance video public? Someone posted the surveillance footage of the art gallery that day anonymously around ten last night! The PR company I found couldn’t get rid of the video. It’s now getting more than three times the views of yesterday’s story! “
Alice sobbed a little at the other end of the call. “
Everyone is berating me now! Brettley, what should I do?”
Brettley rubbed the middle of his brows as a splitting headache tormented him.
He did not have any alcohol the night before, but he felt dizzy as if it was a hangover.
Alice panicked when Brettley said not a word to her. “
Brettley, are you still angry at me? I genuinely know what I did wrong. Jealousy blinded me. I saw how Bethan could work together with you at Morrison Group, s o I became resentful and jealous. I’ve been reflecting after leaving with you last night, and I was wrong. I shouldn’t have hired a PR company to further boost the news just because someone broke the news. I already got them to stop around eight. You must’ve seen it too, but around ten, someone posted the surveillance footage of that day anonymously. The video is making rounds now, and more and more people are rebuking me. What should I do?”
Brettley furrowed his brows. “I’ll check on it.”
“Hmm.”
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.