“So Christian can come, but I can’t?”
Bethan narrowed her eyes upon Brettley’s words. “When did you come?”
“When you started being lovey-dovey with Christian.”
Brettley held Bethan in his arms like a maniac. His cold voice was mixed with rage.
“Bethan, I never knew you were so open. You only knew Christian for how long? Less than twenty-four hours, yet you already brought him back home! “
His rage and aloofness were inexplicable.
Bethan, who was confined in his arms, struggled angrily.
“What does any of that have to do with you? Brettley, aren’t you being a little too controlling?”
Compared to Brettley, Bethan’s strength was so weak it was pathetic.
Not only could she not break free from his shackles, but she was hugged even tighter.
Bethan in anger had completely messed up her ways. She struggled and tried to break free without any regard for anything.
“Brettley, let me go! “Stop hugging me!
“You disgust me! I want to puke! “
The more she scolded, the colder Brettley’s gaze became. He hugged her even tighter.
Bethan’s angry voice was unusually loud in the quiet villa compound, so much so there was even some echo.
Brettley squinted his eyes. If Bethan were to continue this way, she would alert the kids.
Thank goodness his car was nearby.
Brettley decided on the spot. He immediately carried Bethan up, who was still struggling and strode to his car.
He opened his car door and threw her in. Slam!
He shut the car door.
Brettley locked the car doors, went around, and entered via the driver’s seat.
“I’m sure you know how properly sound-proof my car is.”
Bethan bit her lips hard and glared at Brettley, who was looking relaxed and smug.
“Brettley Morrison! “
“No one can hear you.”
Brettley elegantly crossed his arms around his chest and leaned back. He calmly swept a glance at Bethan through the rearview mirror.
“Now can we talk properly?”
Bethan glared at him angrily, saying nothing.
Seeing how she finally became silent and stopped with her harsh words. Brettley slightly squinted his eyes and said, “Bethan, have you forgotten what you promised Theo’s parents?
“You said that you won’t get married within three years. You won’t be in a relationship with anyone else other than the person that you were going to marry.”
Brettley narrowed his eyes. “What? How quickly you have forgotten what you promised. Is Christian so good that you have forgotten your promise? Or is it you…”
Brettley’s cold and low voice made Bethan clenched her fists tightly.
Bethan sneered aloofly.
“Mr. Morrison, do you think that I invited Christian to my house for a meal when I only know him for a day because I’m loose and easy?”
Brettley narrowed his eyes. “If not?”
“Then what about you, Mr. Morrison?”
Bethan lifted her head and looked at Brettley through the rearview mirror.
Her gaze and tone were equally cold.
“You knew Fiona for only one day, yet you already picked her up at Orchard Manor to stay with you. In the three days that you know her, you have already had a few conflicts with me, your ex-wife, because of her.
“If I’m loose and easy because I invited Christian to my house for a meal after knowing him for one day, then what are you, Mr. Morrison?”
Brettley’s gaze instantly darkened upon Bethan’s words.
He glared at her frigidly. His tone was ice-cold. “I’m different from you.”
“Yes, indeed. I treat Christian because he is a savior. Mr. Morrison, you hiding Ms. Blake in Orchard Manor is because of your selfish desires.”
Brettley sneered, “Savior? Because of the market incident?”
“Of course.”
Bethan narrowed her eyes. Her tone was cold and filled with mockery.
“I almost forgot that you were there too, Mr. Morrison. Yvonne and her husband humiliated me in public, cursing my children, and even beat me up. As my children’s biological father, not only did you just stay there and watch, you even hugged your beloved Ms. Blake, being concerned for her.
“Were you worried that Ms. Blake would be frightened when she saw me being beaten up?”
Then, Bethan sneered.
“Compared to your cold–blooded, heartless character, Christian is much more warm and thoughtful. After all, he did not just stay and watch me get beaten up to death by Yvonne and her husband.”
Bethan looked at Brettley, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, coldly.
“Just because I invited the person who rescued me to my house for a meal, I’m loose and easy in your eyes, Mr. Morrison?
“If I don’t invite him, should I invite you instead, Mr. Morrison? The one who hugged Fiona who was faking her illness?”
Brettley’s expression turned cold instantly upon Bethan’s words.
The atmosphere in the car stiffened.
Brettley narrowed his eyes. His voice was cold mixed with rage.
“Fiona is not faking her illness, she…”
“What’s going on with her?”
Before Brettley could finish his sentence, Bethan coldly interrupted him.
She looked coldly at the man whom she once loved the most. The more she said, the more ironic she felt.
“I ‘ve said so much to you, yet you only care about me claiming that Fiona is faking her illness?”
Brettley shuddered a little. He suddenly could not continue what he was about to say.
Looking at how hesitant Brettley was, Bethan felt ridiculous.
How could she possibly think that Brettley would listen to what she said? How could Brettley truly understand how aggrieved she felt when she was ignored by him in the market?
He never had her in his eyes. Not once.
Thus, it did not matter what she said about how pitiful and helpless she felt when she was almost beaten up at the market. Brettley would not listen.
He only heard Bethan saying Fiona faked her illness.
If that was the case, what else was there to say between them?
She was truly asking for it. She had been hurt by him countless times, yet she still naively thought that Brettley would at least have some conscience.
Bethan took a deep breath. She raised her gaze. Her eyes were reddened.
“I want to get out.
“Brettley Morrison, I want to get out! “
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