Fiona crossed her arms over her chest as she sat in the backseat of the car, sweeping her cold gaze over at Bethan. “Don’t think I will be grateful to you because you sent me home.”
Bethan curled her lips, switched into a comfortable position, and leaned back on her seat. “I don’t expect you to be grateful to me, just don’t do things that’ll upset me.”
Fiona rolled her eyes at her and said nothing.
“I ‘m actually quite curious.”
Bethan closed her eyes and yawned. “Does Brettley owe you a debt that cannot be repaid, that’s why he obeys your every command like this?”
She had seen the other women beside Brettley, but Fiona was the first one who could make him behave like a madman.
Fiona could not help but smile at Bethan’s words. “It’s true, he owes me a debt that he’ll never be able to repay for the rest of his life.”
She raised her head arrogantly and looked down on Bethan coldly. “With me here, you just focus on your work, after you’re done, bring your children with you and scram. Brettley is mine! Now and forever! “
Bethan narrowed her eyes. “How arrogant of you. The women before you were all so arrogant, but you saw what happened to them in the end.”
Fiona squinted her eyes, “I am different from them.”
Bethan sneered. “How different?”
“You will know in the future.”
Fiona mirrored Bethan’s actions, resting her head on her arm, and sighed deeply. “I didn’t expect you would send me home. I didn’t think you would be so kind.”
Bethan snorted coldly. “I didn’t do this out of the kindness of my heart. I was the one who organized tonight’s gathering. Since Brettley is not here, if I don’t send you home and you die during the journey, Brettley will not let me off the hook.”
Fiona paused at Bethan’s words. A long while later, she smiled bitterly and said, “I thought you would take the opportunity to harm me during the journey.”
Bethan did not have the strength nor energy to continue this conversation with her, merely saying, “
I am not interested in your life.”
Soon, the car arrived at the Orchard Manor.
The car slid to a stop, Fiona quickly thanked Bethan then took her bag and slipped out of the car.
Looking at the woman’s retreating back, the driver frowned and could not help himself from commenting, “This woman is so annoying.”
Ms. Bethan gave her a ride home out of the kindness of her heart and all throughout their journey, she was cold and sarcastic to her.
Bethan curled her lips in a slight smile. “Ignore her, turn around, let’s head home.”
The driver nodded, and as soon as he turned the car around, he could not help but frown. “The road is blocked.”
Bethan who was looking down at her phone furrowed her eyebrows and looked up, only to see two black Masevatis had blocked their way.
Bethan recognized these two cars. One belonged to Jude Smith, while the other belonged to Brettley.
She curled her lips in a cold smile. He was discharged so soon?
At that moment, the Masevati’s car door opened, and a tall and lean man got out of the car, then walked slowly to the side of Bethan’s car, and knocked lightly on the car door.
“Bethan, come out. I need to talk to you.”
Bethan rolled down the window and glanced indifferently at the man who was standing outside the car. “But I don’t want to talk to you.”
She curled her lips in a smile and looked at him. “Do you want to thank me for giving your beloved Ms. Blake a ride home? You’re welcome, I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart, I was worried you would kill me if anything happened to her.”
With that, she yawned. “It’s late now, I need to head home. Mr. Morrison, I hope you and your friend can move your cars, don’t block the way.”
Her cold attitude made the expression on his face turn ugly. He sucked in a deep breath. “Bethan, why do you insist on acting like you don’t care? If you were really so ruthless, you wouldn’t switch the alcohol to plain drinks. Since you still care about me, why do you refuse to even talk to me? Besides, I wanted to talk to you about the competition.”
“Do you?”
Bethan raised an eyebrow. “But President Morrison, it’s after office hours now. I don’t want to discuss work after hours. As for the drinks, I only knew later on that Bonnie had arranged for someone to change the alcohol. If I knew it from the beginning, I would never make you drink a plain drink, but make you drink real alcohol instead.”
With that, she stared into his eyes with her own pair of ice-cold orbs. “Please don’t misunderstand, I really wanted you dead.”
Her words made Brettley feel as if his heart had dropped into an eternally frozen lake. Since the moment he drank the drinks, he knew she still had lingering feelings for him. It would be a lie if he said the knowledge did not excite him. But since Lucas had brought the medical personnel over, he left went with the flow and left.
After he left the room, the first thing he did was to ask about the ‘alcohol’. The staff members of the hotel said that it was all arranged by Bonnie, they even said she had reminded Bethan that the alcohol had been switched to plain drinks. That’s why it was impossible that Bethan did not know about this beforehand.
But her gaze and her expression were conveying a clear message to him.
She hated him.
To his guts.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to say something but stopped himself in the end. Finally, he sighed and gestured to Lucas and Jude behind him, asking them to drive their cars away and set her free.
The road was once again blockade-free.
Bethan rolled the window up without an ounce of reluctance, closed her eyes, and leaned back on her seat, ordering the driver to resume their journey.
After the car left Orchard Manor, the screen of her phone lighted up. It was a message from Brettley, it only contained two words, ‘Thank you.’
Looking at the two words displayed on the screen,
Bethan laughed coldly, then threw her phone onto the seat beside and closed her eyes, once again pretending to be asleep.
But even though her eyes were closed, a tear still made its way down her cheek uncontrollably.
It was not that she did not feel wronged, or that her heart did not ache. But she had no one to pour her grievances out to.
By the time she got home, it was already past 11 p.m. at night, the two kids were fast asleep. First, she stepped into the children’s room and tucked the blankets around them tightly, then read through the nurse practitioner’s notes.
Finally, she took a shower and switched on her laptop, ready to record the progress of today’s work.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the computer was turned on, an unfamiliar email popped up.
The email came from an unfamiliar email address. Its contents were also very brief, with only a single sentence, ‘We’re all fine now, don’t worry.’
Bethan furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the line of words, doubts filling her heart. Nigel encrypted her email address; several specific passwords were required before any emails could be sent to her email address.
It was impossible for this to be a simple mistake, what more spam emails such as ad frauds.
Except for fellow classmates or teachers from her days in Europe, the only people who knew her email address were relatives and friends.
Who sent this email to her?
‘We’re all fine now, don’t worry.’
Who was the ‘we’ referred to in the email?
No matter how hard she thought about it, she still could not figure out the answer, so she sent a reply tentatively.
“Who are you?”
There was no response.
Her email was sent out, but like a stone throw into the middle of the ocean, there was no further response.
Bethan waited for the other party to reply for more than an hour, and finally, when she almost fell asleep, the notification beep on her laptop sounded again.
This time the other party sent her an email using a different email address. ‘The person you miss day dearly.’
Bethan frowned fiercely at the sentence.
The person she missed dearly? There was no one whom she missed dearly. If she had to name someone whom she missed dearly… There was no one else but Neil. But Neil was dead…
She closed her eyes, treated the email as a prank, deleted it, and turned off the computer.
Because of this email, she was reminded of Neil again.
The woman lay on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could see was Neil’s lovely face.
He looked exactly the same as Nigel. But the look in their eyes, their speech patterns, and the expressions on their face were never the same.
It was difficult for outsiders to distinguish the triplets, especially the two boys, but with just one glance, she could easily tell them apart.
Neil was the little sun of their family. Wherever he was, that place would be filled with sunshine and laughter.
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