Bethan gathered the sketches from the floor and paused to admire Nellie’s designs. It was undeniable that Nellie had inherited Bethan’s talent and love for jewelry design. Although Nellie’s sketches were still somewhat childish, they contained a few elements of her own design and creativity. That impressed Bethan.
After picking up the rest of the toys, Bethan gave Nellie’s sketches another look and could not help but add a few elements to spice up the designs. Just as she did, her phone chimed.
It was a text message from Brettley. [Come to the study.]
Bethan froze at the text. She glanced at the time and realized that it was 10:30pm. Why did he want to see her so late at night?
(It’s late now. We can talk tomorrow instead.]
She received a reply almost immediately. (No, this can’t wait till tomorrow. Come now. I have something urgent to tell you.]
Bethan paused. Although she was reluctant to do so, she had no choice but to obey Brettley’s orders. He was her boss, after all.
She sighed and draped a jacket over her nightgown, then left the children’s room.
As soon as Bethan walked out of the children’s room, she ran into Alice, who just came out of Brettley’s study. The two women made eye contact with each other.
Alice froze when she saw Bethan, then immediately let out a snicker. With that, she turned around and disappeared into the master bedroom, slamming the door forcefully behind her.
Bethan pursed her lips. What was it this time?
She guessed that Brettley had probably fought with Alice, and this was why he had summoned her over to discuss work.
Bethan felt a little exasperated by that. She did not want to get caught in a married couple’s fight.
Bethan heaved a sigh and knocked gently on the study room door. There was no response. She frowned and knocked again, but no one answered as well.
Finally, she sighed and pushed the door open. “
President Morrison, you…”
Before she could finish, someone darted out from behind the door and wrapped his arms around her. The door slammed shut behind her with a loud thud.
The pungent smell of alcohol lingered in the air. Bethan could tell who it was without even turning around. She frowned and lowered her voice as she asked, “Are you drunk?”
“Bethan Peterson, “
Brettley murmured as he gently grazed her earlobe. “I missed you so much… “
Bethan spent the whole night in the study with Brettley. He finally drifted off to sleep around 4am.
Bethan felt a little exhausted and uncomfortable after that. However, she was afraid that the children would wake up and discover she was gone, so she tiptoed out of the study and back into the children’s room.
As she gently opened the master bedroom door and walked out, Alice glanced in the direction Bethan had left with an expression of envy and resentment.
She went into the study, dragged a drunken Brettley back into the master bedroom, and gingerly lowered him onto their bed. Then, she drew a few fake hickeys all over her body with makeup, removed her clothes, and slipped herself in between Brettley’s arms.
The first thing Brettley saw when he opened his eyes the next morning was Alice’s sleeping face. She laid next to him, stark naked, with a few dark red hickeys scattered all over her chest and arms.
Brettley’s expression darkened. What happened last night?
“Are you awake, Brettley?”
As if sensing his gaze, Alice slowly opened her eyes. When she realized he was staring at her naked body, she immediately blushed and tried to cover herself. “What are you looking at?”
Brettley did not know how to feel about it. He turned his head away from her and asked, “Aren’t you tired? Don’t you want to sleep a little longer?”
Although he was utterly wasted, he still vaguely remembered that they had been up almost the entire night, or at least, until 3 or 4 am.
Brettley’s energy levels were different from his wife’s. Ever since they had gotten married, Brettley knew that Bethan Peterson’s stamina was much weaker than his. Every time they spent the night together, he would be fine the next day, but Bethan always had to sleep in until past noon to regain her energy.
Since they had been up almost the entire night, he thought Alice would want to sleep a little longer. To his surprise, however, Alice chuckled. “No need. I don’t feel tired.”
A gleam of surprise flashed through Brettley’s eyes. “
Really? You don’t feel tired at all?”
“Nope. I’m fine.”
Alice could see the confusion in his eyes, so she immediately lowered her head bashfully. “I’m feeling a little sore from last night, but otherwise, I’m fine. I don’t need to sleep that long.”
With that, she got out of bed and put on her nightgown. “I’ll go downstairs and make everybody breakfast.”
Brettley’s lips curled up in a smile. “Since when did you become such a devoted wife?”
Alice grinned at him. “I’ve always been a devoted wife.”
There was another reason why Alice wanted to cook breakfast for everybody. She knew that Bethan would be exhausted from last night and thus would have no energy to prepare breakfast. Therefore, Alice wanted to take up this responsibility and show everyone how virtuous and devoted a wife she was.
Alice could not help but let out a chuckle as she thought of this. Then, she turned around and disappeared out the door.
Brettley propped himself up against the headboard and watched her leave with a frown.
Not only did Bethan Peterson’s personality change, but her stamina did as well. How was that possible?
It was 8am. Bethan was sound asleep in the children’s room when all of a sudden, someone knocked on the door.
Neil glanced at Bethan, still fast asleep, and frowned. Then, he leaped off the bed and flung the door open.
It was Alice, with an apron on and a bandana wrapped around her head, looking like a proper housewife.
When she realized it was Neil who had opened the door, Alice snickered and said in a gentle voice, “
Neil, where’s Nellie and Aunty Bethan? Mommy made some delicious breakfast. Come eat it while it’s still hot.”
Neil furrowed his brows and shot her a dubious glance. “Since when do you know how to cook?”
Alice smiled at him. “I’ve always known how to cook. Why don’t you try out my cooking for yourself?”
Neil glanced at Nellie, who was working on one of her design sketches, and said, “Alright. Let’s go downstairs, Nellie.”
With that, he slammed the door shut. However, Alice was faster than he was, and she stopped the door from closing fully. She peered into the room and caught sight of Bethan, who was still sleeping. “Why don’t you invite Aunty Bethan along as well?”
“It’s already 8am. It’s about time she wakes up and has breakfast.”
Neil frowned at Alice’s words and immediately stretched his arms out to block Alice’s path. “No. Mommy’s still sleeping. We can’t wake her.”
Of course, Alice did not listen to him at all. She stood next to the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, “Bethan! Bethan! It’s 8am now, time to get up! I’ve made you breakfast! You’re supposed to head to the company with Brettley at 9am for your meeting!
Bethan! “
Alice’s voice was deafening, and she finally managed to wake Bethan up from her slumber. The latter jolted awake and glanced at the time–it was 8am. She had only managed to sleep three hours.
Despite that, however, she knew that Alice was right. She had to go to work, so she crawled out of bed and muttered, “Thank you. I’ll be down in a while.”
Seeing that Bethan was awake, a hint of triumph flashed across Alice’s eyes. She chuckled and stared at Bethan with a gentle expression as she said, “I’ve made you breakfast. You should eat it while it’s still hot. Why don’t we go downstairs now?”
Bethan paused for a moment, then nodded at her. “
Thank you.”
With that, she let out a yawn and slowly trudged towards the bathroom.
“We’re all waiting for you to have breakfast. You’d better come downstairs soon! “
Alice reminded her before she turned and disappeared down the stairs.
Neil stood in front of the bathroom door and stared at Bethan with his arms crossed. “Why are you so tired today? Didn’t you fall asleep around the same time a s we did?”
Nellie gazed at Bethan’s dark eye circles with an expression of concern. “Mommy, why don’t you get some more rest? Neil and I can go downstairs for breakfast first.”
Bethan glanced at her two children and smiled. “It’s okay. It’s about time I wake up anyway since I have to work today. “
With that, she let out another yawn and started washing up.
By the time the three of them came downstairs, everyone was already seated in the dining room. To their surprise, however, Brettley and Alice were not the only ones there. Adrian and Granny Morrison were present as well.
Granny Morrison glanced at Bethan, who still looked exhausted, from her seat in the corner and said pointedly, “Tsk! You’re just a guest who happened to be staying here for the night, but you don’t have any manners at all! How could you make everyone wait like this? Don’t you know you’re just an ordinary employee working at Morrison Group? Who do you think you are? The mistress of the house?”
Bethan frowned at that but said nothing in response. Her mind was foggy from the lack of sleep, so she did not feel like getting into an argument with Granny Morrison. Instead, she ignored her and plopped down in a chair without replying.
Alice had prepared a lavish breakfast that day, and all of them were Brettley’s favorite dishes.
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