They sat down in the cafe. Looking at the woman in front of him, she was still as gorgeous and charming as before. Her voice was still equally gentle.
However, her eyes were completely different from before.
“Brettley. “
Her gentle voice pulled him back to the present.
Brettley took a deep breath as he gazed at Alice. “I heard that you went to the office just now.”
Alice’s hand that held onto the coffee cup trembled a little.
She looked up with reddened eyes. “I went to look for Bethan because–“
“Because you think she’s the mistress, coming in Brettley picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. “Just now at the hospital, you said that when Bethan stayed at Anne’s house, you saw me from afar downstairs. If you have seen me, then you should know that I didn’t look for Bethan once for those few nights. I was only smoking downstairs. Yet, when you were at the office, you tried to muddle the truth. You said that those few nights I was with Bethan discussing design sketches.”
Then, Brettley looked at her coldly. “I can understand your intuition as your woman, and I also admit that a lot of it is my fault, but you can communicate with me.”
Alice’s fingernails dug into her palms. She looked up and continued pretending to be pitiful.
“I…don’t dare. I ‘m afraid that if I were to tell you, you’d be unhappy.”
“Do I look like I ‘m happy now with you being like that?”
Brettley sneered. “You and I have issues to work out between us. This has nothing to do with Bethan. She didn’t even know that I stopped by her place, yet you casually create lies and rumors. You accuse and slander.”
Then, Brettley looked at her. “I don’t know whether you were always like that, or that you’ve changed in these six years.”
The atmosphere around them turned cold, too.
Alice lifted her eyes and looked at Brettley seriously. “
Brettley, I did all this because of you.”
“Because of me?”
Brettley sneered. “You deliberately pushed Bethan and ruined Master Allen’s work because of me? Because of me, you found a PR company to put the video of that day on the internet? Also, because of me, you went to my office and knelt in front of Bethan, giving a false impression that Bethan seduced me and we had an affair?”
Brettley took a sip of coffee and placed the cup down heavily. The sound of the ceramic mug that clanked against the marble table reverberated in Alice’s heart.
She sniffled and tried her best to force out some tears. “Brettley, I know what I did wasn’t right, but don’t all women of upper-class society do that to protect the integrity and harmony of their family?”
Brettley felt suffocated.
The Bethan Peterson six years ago was never like that!
Alice, on the other hand, kept emphasizing the greatness of the family’s status when educating the children.
Once she made a mistake, she spouted things like women of the upper class.
Brettley tugged on his sleeve in annoyance. “It looks like you truly have changed during these six years.”
He never liked a woman who constantly emphasized their status.
Alice bit her lip.
She reached out and grabbed Brettley’s hand. “Brettley, please forgive me. I genuinely don’t have a sense of security.”
Brettley was so infuriated that he chuckled.
“I waited for you for six years, and I’ve looked for you for six years. I thought you’d understand how I feel, yet now you’re telling me that you have no sense of security?”
Brettley glared at her. “Will you only feel that sense of security when I take you to the office and never let you leave, twenty-four-seven?”
At that moment, Brettley’s phone rang.
He did not even look at it and immediately rejected the call.
“Perhaps it’s my problem.”
He rubbed the center of his brows. “We need time apart to cool down.”
Alice was stunned. “Cool down?”
“Mmh.”
Brettley leaned back on the sofa rather miserably. “Perhaps I thought too highly of you. I thought that you were different from other manipulative women. We’ve both changed so much in the past six years, and we have to rethink our relationship, be it as husband and wife, or ex- husband and ex-wife. From today onward, you take the master bedroom. I ’11 sleep in the guest room.”
Then, Brettley stood up tiredly. “I still have work to do. I’ll make a move.”
Alice sat on the same spot as her nails dug into her palms.
“Brettley.”
She looked at him. “Are we truly…splitting up?”
“Mmh.” “How long?”
“We’ll see about it.”
Hearing her aggrieved voice, Brettley could not bear to do that to her, but at the thought of all the things that she had done…
“I’ll investigate who posted the video today.”
Upon his mention of the video, Alice was immediately spirited. “Bethan posted it! Didn’t you say yesterday that she has the video? If I didn’t take it down in time, she would post the video.”
Alice said with more and more vigor, “After I took down the news last night, she posted the video around ten at night. The anonymous account must be hers! You don’t have to investigate it!”
Brettley looked at her coldly. “It’s not her.”
“How is it not her? “
Alice bit her lip. “Only she and Theo knew about the video.”
“Then, it might be Theo, but it’s definitely not her.”
Brettley sighed. He straightened his tie with his large hands. “I’ll continue investigating it.”
Then, he got up and strode out of the cafe.
Alice gnawed on her lip. “You trust Bethan that much?”
Brettley turned around and smiled. “It’s not that I trust her. I know what she was up to last night at ten.”
Then, he turned and left.
Alice remained in her seat, her face blushing and turning pale at the same time.
She knew clearly what he meant!
The night before, the two of them were…
That was the news Mr. Walter gave to Alice the other night, and it inexplicably appeared before her eyes.
She gnashed her teeth harshly. Bethan must go! So long as Bethan remained, Brettley would never be with her!
It was that way a few years back, and it would continue to be that, too!
Bethan spent the entire morning to re-sketch the set of design sketches Granny Morrison had destroyed. She even changed some details.
By noon, she stretched lazily and was about to head down to grab some lunch.
She did not expect to be surrounded by reporters the moment she walked out of the building.
“Ms. Bethan, the internet is saying you were the one that posted the video of Mrs. Morrison pushing you to fight back the rumors yesterday. Is that true?”
“Ms. Bethan, someone saw a video online of Mrs. Morrison kneeling before you at the office lobby, asking for your forgiveness. Is that true?”
“How do you explain yourself of openly being the mistress and coming between Mr. Morrison and Mrs. Morrison?”
“Don’t you feel shameful, stepping into other people’s relationships?”
The reporters seemed to have come prepared. Every question they asked was insufferable.
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