Many years ago, when Bethan and Brettley had just gotten married, she had followed her doctor’s recommendation and bought the same type of medication.
The doctor had suggested the two of them take it together to increase their fertility rates.
However, Brettley had tossed the medication into the trash can, claiming he did not need it, but currently, not only was he willing to do the same thing for Fiona, but he even tried to lie to Bethan about this!
Bethan guessed that Brettley had probably planned to go home after explaining everything to her and have fun with his precious Fiona. However, he had estimated wrongly, causing the medication to take effect before he could reach home. Why else would h e feel lust toward Bethan, his ex-wife whom he had gotten tired of a long time ago?
Bethan could not help but feel the irony of this situation.
All of a sudden, Nellie’s voice rang out, pulling Bethan’s thoughts back to reality, “Mommy.”
She furrowed her brows, then lowered her head to glance at the girl in her arms, trying to make herself sound as gentle as she could, “What’s wrong?”
“Does Daddy want to give me a younger brother or sister?” asked Nellie and blinked innocently at Bethan.
Bethan did not know how to answer her daughter’s question. She bit down on her lip and remained silent for a moment before she finally responded, “
Daddy wants to have another child, but not with Mommy.”
Nigel let out a sigh, then gripped Bethan’s finger tightly with his small hand. “Don’t be sad, Mommy, you still have us.”
Nellie froze for a moment, then suddenly understood what Nigel was saying. She bit on her lip and buried her head against Bethan’s chest. “Mommy, I’ll always love you.”
She would no longer love her father as she did before! Not only was he aggressive and hostile toward Bethan, but he even wanted children with other women apart from her mother!
Bethan sighed upon hearing her children’s heartwarming words, then took them back to their room and patiently tucked them in for bed.
By the time Nigel and Nellie fell asleep, more than an hour had already passed.
Brettley was nowhere to be found.
Seeing Bethan come downstairs, Lily told her, “After Mr. Morrison woke up, he immediately drove away without saying a word, but he had asked me how you were doing before he left. I told him you were doing fine, and he smiled and said, ‘How is that possible? ‘ He then left without saying anything else.”
After hearing what Lily said, Bethan narrowed her eyes and smirked.
True. How was it possible that she was alright? It turned out that Brettley knew her well.
“Oh, by the way.”
Bethan turned around as if she suddenly recalled something and glanced at Lily. “
Ask the doctor to come downstairs.”
Lily paused. “What for?”
Nigel was already asleep, so why did Bethan need the doctor?
“I hurt myself.”
Bethan chuckled and sat down gracefully on the sofa. Then, she pulled up her left sleeve to reveal her unscathed left arm. “I need her to wrap my wound.”
Since Brettley and Shannon had convinced everyone she was injured and needed to go to the hospital, she needed the doctor to wrap her arm up so that their lies would seem even more compelling.
Lily shot Bethan a somewhat puzzled glance before heading up the stairs.
Half an hour later, Bethan returned to the design department.
Her left arm was wrapped in a sling, and her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
Seeing her like this, Arianna, Samson, and Zayne immediately rushed toward her. “What’s wrong?
What happened?”
“I accidentally bumped into the easel and hurt myself.”
Bethan smiled at them, then strode toward her office.
Charmaine, who was watching Bethan from aside, could not help but feel a little disgusted by this sight.
Bethan was not even bleeding when President Morrison carried her out of the department just now, but her arm was wrapped in a sling all of a sudden. How dare she even pretend to be injured?
As soon as she thought of this, Charmaine scoffed and stood up, staring at Bethan coldly. “Are you genuinely hurt? Is there really a wound beneath your bandage?
“Didn’t Shannon and Brettley go with you to the hospital? What happened? Why did they leave you to come back yourself?”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m utterly disgusted by people who fake injuries! “
At this exact moment, Fiona stepped into the department and just so happened to overhear Charmaine’s last sentence. She furrowed her brows. “
Charmaine, what’s going on?”
“Nothing.”
Seeing that Fiona was here to take her side, Charmaine felt even more confident at her statement. “Bethan is faking her injury! “
Fiona immediately glanced at Bethan.
Bethan’s left arm was wrapped in a sling, and there was even a trace of blood staining her bandages. Her face was also paler than usual.
Fiona narrowed her eyes and felt a flicker of malice surge through her.
Even if Charmaine had not called her about this earlier, she, too, knew what would happen between Brettley and Bethan. The reason she forbade Charmaine to talk about this any further was so that no one else would find out about Brettley and Bethan.
Since everyone thought that Brettley and Fiona were very happy together, she did not want anyone else to find out about Brettley’s affair with Bethan. If everyone found out that she and Brettley were not as happy a couple as they appeared to be, no one would respect or fear her anymore.
This was the last thing that Fiona wanted, but at that moment…
Since Charmaine had already brought up Bethan’s possible fake injury, Fiona decided that this was something she could use to her advantage.
If Brettley truly had taken Bethan to the hospital, no one would think he was unhappy with Fiona.
As soon as she thought of this, Fiona curled her lips into a smile and walked into the office. “Charmaine, what are you talking about? Brettley explained to me just now that the only reason he was carrying Bethan in his arms was that she had hurt herself. He didn’t want me to misunderstand anything.”
Fiona stood next to Charmaine and continued in a soft, slightly eerie tone, “I don’t think Ms. Bethan is the kind of person who’d fake an injury. If she did, that would interfere with her work. Besides, she won’t get anything out of this either.”
Charmaine immediately understood what Fiona was trying to get at and curled her lips into a smirk. “
What do you mean, she won’t get anything out of this? Just now, President Morrison carried her all the way out of her office and into the elevator! “
Fiona let out a sigh. “What’s so surprising about that? Brettley carries me multiple times a day. Don’t spout nonsense like this.”
Charmaine grew even more enraged when she heard this. “But you’re President Morrison’s girlfriend!
What’s Bethan’s relationship with him? She’s just an ex-wife of his that refuses to move on and instead chooses to continue pestering him. She’s just pretending to work hard, but in reality, she’s plotting how to get back together with Mr. Morrison! “
Arianna could not help frowning when she heard Charmaine’s words.
Samson, on the other hand, was so angry that he stepped forward and gave Charmaine a forceful shove. “What are you talking about? If Director Bethan says she hurt herself, then we believe her! Do you think she’s Fiona, constantly getting hospitalized for no reason?”
Fiona narrowed her eyes upon hearing this. A cold glint flashed through her eyes.
She hated it when people accused her of faking her illness.
Despite that, however, she continued to feign innocence and glanced at Samson, sighing. “Hey, we’re all working in the same department here, so let’s not fight.”
Then, she glanced at the crowd of people surrounding them and fixated her gaze on Bethan. “Ms. Bethan, why don’t…you remove your bandage and show us if you really hurt yourself or not?”
Bethan shot her a cold glance but did not reply.
Fiona took a step back, pretending to be startled by Bethan’s expression. “Ms. Bethan, if you’re not willing to, it’s fine… It’s not like I have to look at your wound or anything. I believe you, of course, but…”
She glanced at the crowd before continuing, “
Everyone’s watching us now. If you don’t prove yourself… no one will be able to concentrate on their jobs for the rest of the day.”
Bethan curled her lips into a smirk and glanced at Fiona impassively. “If I listened to you, Ms. Blake, and showed everyone my wound, and it turned out I wasn’t lying at all…
“Will you write a five-thousand-word apology letter to me and send it to everyone’s emails?”
As soon as she said this, Charmaine scoffed and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “If it turns out that you were lying all this while, then you have to write a ten-thousand-word apology letter and send it to everyone’s emails instead! “
Fiona immediately agreed. “Alright. That’s a deal.”
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