“Yeah.”
Bethan wheeled her slowly along the hallway, a trace of melancholy in her voice. “Even till now, I haven’t read the contents of your letter. But I found out about the truth in the past few weeks or so.”
Back then when the Walter family read the contents of the letter, they risked the danger of Brettley exacting revenge on them again and attacked Gwen once more. It was obvious the information that Gwen held was critical to the Walter family. And what they feared the most, was the exposure of Alice’s identity. The cause of death of the puppet that impersonated Hailey could not have been suicide. With an identity like hers, she would definitely know who the real Hailey Walter was. That was why Dennis would kill the puppet in a murderous rage, to create the illusion that she was dead. Then they took a huge risk and again plotted to harm Gwen. After returning to Banyan City, the Walter family started to plan, wanting to plant the identity of Hailey Walter on someone else.
Bethan sighed, “Gwennie, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”
If she did not return to Sea City, if she did not reunite with Gwen… Gwen would still be the perfect, loving couple with Ben Zeller. She would not discover the Walter family’s secret, and such a tragedy would not have befallen her.”
“There’s no need to apologize…”
Gwen shook her head, a wry smile appearing on her pale face. “I cou1d’ve chosen to ignore you when you approached me. Even after I discovered this information, I could’ve acted like I didn’t know anything and not tell you.”
She lifted her eyes and looked into the distance, her gaze calm and unfeeling. “These are all my own choices, it’s not your fault, it’s not anyone’s fault. This is my destiny. I was destined to be played with by an idiot like Ben Zeller, destined to suffer through this calamity, and also destined…”
She lowered her head and gently stroked her flat tummy. “And also destined to be pregnant with the devil’s child.”
Seeing her look so down and afraid, Bethan’s heart squeezed in pain. She bit her lip, walked in front of Gwen, knelt down, and grabbed Gwen’s hand. “
Gwennie, you… really don’t intend to keep this child?
Gwen closed her eyes and nodded fiercely. She bit her lip, her voice almost squeezed out from between her teeth. “Bethan, do you know… every time I think of this child in my stomach, I will remember the events of that day. There were five or six of them… all of them looked like monsters… I don’t know who the child belongs to, all of them forced me… forced me several times.”
Even with her eyes shut tight, tears still slid quietly out of the corners of her eyes. “I can’t move past this. For the past few days, whether it’s the doctors or the nurses, or even the psychiatrist, all of them kept persuading me, in my body’s current state, if I insist on getting an abortion, I might be infertile for lie… If there’s an accident during the surgery, I might even lose my life. All of them suggest that I rest for a few months, and after I fully recover, by that time, the child would have grown up, then both the child and I would be safe…”
With that, she opened her eyes and looked straight at Bethan. “You have 3 children, I don’t know whether you’ll understand how I feel right now. Even if I give birth to the child, I won’t love him. His father is a criminal and his mother doesn’t love him, giving birth to him would be nothing but a tragedy. That’s why…”
Gwen sucked in a deep breath. “Even if there might be a risk to my life, I don’t want this child to be born.”
She lowered her head. “The doctor said… in another week or two, the child will have a heartbeat, it’ll be a complete lifeform.”
Finally, she sucked in a deep breath and raised her head. “I want to abort him before he becomes a complete lifeform.”
Bethan’s heart squeezed together at Gwen’s words. She had never experienced Gwen’s pain, so she could not put herself in her shoes and understand her pain and suffering.
But she was right. If this child was destined to become the grim shadow that followed her her whole life… then it would be better if she ended his life before he formed into a complete lifeform.
“But Gwennie.”
Bethan held her hand. “Are you willing to risk your life to abort this child?”
“Yeah.”
Gwen nodded solemnly, a hint of despair in her expression. “Luke will not agree to this… If he doesn’t agree, even if I escape from here, no hospital in Sea City will dare to perform the operation on me
. with the current state of my body, he’ll capture me before I make it out of the city… maybe, after I die… I’ll be free again.”
“I’ll help you.”
Bethan sucked in a deep breath and stood up. “If you really don’t want this baby… I’ll help you convince Luke.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” “Interesting.”
The moment Bethan’s words left her mouth, a man’s cold voice rang out. Brettley leaned on the wall in the hallway, a taunting sneer hanging on his lips. “Luke asked you to come here to Sea City to persuade Gwen to keep the child for the sake of her own health, and now you want to help Gwen persuade Luke instead?”
Both Bethan and Gwen turned around upon hearing the man’s voice.
Seeing that it was Brettley, Gwen’s expression turned ugly. Bethan on the other hand, raised her lips in a faint smile. “Luke said this floor was very secure, there wouldn’t be anyone else besides the two of you. So in his eyes, you’re not even human?”
Brettley smiled, eyes flattening into two crescents. “I don’t know whether you’re insulting me or Luke with your words.”
He stood up elegantly and strolled toward Bethan. “I heard the first thing you did after you woke up in the car was ask about me. I thought there was an emergency of some sort, so I rushed up here immediately.”
With that, he curled his lips up into a sneer, then glanced at her coldly. “It seems I should not have come.”
“You know you should not have come and yet you’re still here?”
Gwen frowned, sounding slightly displeased. Previously, like everyone else, she thought Brettley was a loyal and loving man, someone who had always kept Bethan in his heart. But after she found out about everything that happened to Bethan, she saw him as nothing but a fake, two -faced hypocrite.
Brettley laughed coldly and glanced at Gwen, “This is how you treat your savior? “
Back then if he did not acquire the Larson Group that belonged to Gwen’s father, and plead with Luke to take care of her and her father, would she have the chance to be sitting here, talking to him alive?
“Savior?”
Gwen snorted, “Even though from the eyes of an outsider, Mr. Morrison you are indeed my savior. Without you, my father wouldn’t be where he is today. But…”
She curled her lips and looked at Brettley. “Everything that you did for my family, did you do it out of pity, out of the kindness of your heart? Without Bethan, would you help us so much? My savior is Bethan, the person I should thank is also Bethan.”
Brettley could not help but curl his lips in a smile at Gwen’s words. He never expected Bethan’s friend would grow to become more similar to her in terms of character and personality.
“Since you said that…”
He laughed coldly, “Then everything I did for you was in vain? I ‘m not your savior, you don’t owe me anything… “
As he spoke, he looked at Bethan meaningfully. “Then who does?
Who owes me a favor?”
Bethan frowned. She sucked in a deep breath, lowered her head, her eyes darted to Gwen and back again quickly. “Gwennie, I should send you back to your room.”
Gwen nodded.
Bethan raised her eyes and swept her eyes across at Brettley. “I am the one who owes you a favor. Please wait for a moment, Mr. Morrison, I ’11 send her back to her room first.”
With that, she turned and wheeled Gwen back to her ward.
Brettley stood in his spot, looked at her retreating back as she wheeled Gwen, and could not help but narrow his eyes.
A minute later, Bethan walked out of the ward and strode toward him. She stood steadily in front of him and raised her head and looked at him, a smile plastered across her face. “Mr. Morrison, shall we go out for a cup of coffee?”
He curled his lips and smiled. “This is how you repay the favor you owe me?”
Bethan turned and walked ahead, pressing on the elevator button swiftly. “Of course this is not enough to repay the favor I owe you. This is just the first step.”
As she spoke, the elevator arrived. She lifted her legs and entered. Standing in the elevator, she cocked her head to the side and smiled in his direction. “Mr. Morrison, aren’t you leaving?”
The cold, steel mirror in the elevator made Bethan look even slimmer and more charming than usual, the smile on her face as gentle as the first breeze of spring.
Especially her eyes…
Brettley looked at her eyes and felt as if his heart had stopped.
His thoughts immediately jumped back to the time when he and Bethan Peterson had just gotten married. Back then, in the throes of newlywed bliss, she loved following him around, acting as his perfect wife.
Even though his expression was ice-cold as always, looking down his nose at her actions, deep down, he felt warm and happy.
Once, they were stuck in a restaurant for dinner and stuck it out until everyone else left. When it was only the two of them left, Bethan Peterson would cheekily step into the elevator ahead of him, then stand there and look at him, her head cocked to the side, a smile in her eyes, waiting for him to come in.
Before him, she was always gentle, steady, and submissive.
Now, standing before him with her head cocked to the side, smiling mischievously at him was the only time she saw the lively, high-spirited side of her.
Even till this day, he remembered that scene.
And at that moment, the image of the Bethan Peterson of his memories seemed to overlap with Bethan in front of him.
Even though their looks, their figures, and personalities were completely different. But those eyes, and the familiar feeling she brought him, were exactly the same.
He murmured and opened his mouth, “Lulu…”
Bethan paused violently. It had been a long time since she heard him say that word… Lulu was the nickname given to her by Gwen. Gwen called her Lulu, and she in turn called Gwen, Gwennie. Later, anyone who was closer to her also addressed her as Lulu.
Brettley was no exception.
It was just that after she became Bethan, this was the second time Brettley had mentioned this nickname. Did he… find out anything?
She pursed her lips, suppressed the confusion in the bottom of her heart, and looked at him, her lips curled up in a slight smile. “Mr. Morrison, what did you say?”
Only then did Brettley recover his wits. He smiled wryly. “Nothing.”
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.