“Secondly. ” Bethan looked at Brettley meaningfully.
“If Ms. Peterson finds out about this, I’m afraid I can’t explain myself.” Brettley lifted her chin with his finger. His eyes turned cold.
“Why do you care so much about what she thinks?”
“It’s you, Mr. Morrison, that cares about her.” Bethan’s face was still indifferent.
“No matter what, she’s your fiancée who you’ve been engaged with for more than five years.”
“I won’t have a fiancée anymore.”
Brettley coldly interrupted her,
“I ‘ve decided to call off the engagement with Cynthal at Granny’s birthday banquet three days alter.“
Bethan shuddered. She looked at him in shock.
“Call off the engagement?“ Why was he planning to call off the engagement? Was it because of Nellie, or because he knew that Bethan Peterson was still alive? Strange how he stopped at nothing to kill her off six years ago so he could be with Cynthal, though.
Why did he call off the engagement six years later after Nellie’s appearance? This was illogical. There must be another reason. However… Bethan bit her lips and carefully looked at Brettley.
“Is it..because of me?“
All this while, Brettley would seemingly unintentionally have body contact with her, so if it was not because of Nellie, the only other logical reason was that Brettley has treated her as his new love. He was sick of Cynthal. Brettley laughed a little. He did not answer her question but instead asked her in return,
“What do you think?“ He was trying to tell Bethan that she was a little presumptuous. However, it sounded quite flirtatious in Bethan’s ears. Was he admitting to it tacitly?
At that thought, Bethan suddenly had mixed feelings. Although everything was off track from her original plan, the end result was the same. On the other hand, she did not expect things to happen so quickly. Brettley had a change of heart so quickly that it disgusted her. This man was as unfaithful as ever. He was a cheater!
Thinking back about her dreams where she met him for the first time and how she fell for him, Bethan felt nauseated. She pried his arms away, turned, and headed out of the door.
“I’m going to make dinner for Nellie!
” Brettley looked at her leaving. He did not chase after her nor did he say anything. The next morning, Bethan has just finished making breakfast when her phone was bombarded by news notifications. (Exclusive! Granny Morrison, hospitalized before her 80th! ] (Bless her! Granny Morrison is still in resuscitation!] (Celebrity Cynthal Peterson waiting by the operation theater. How filial! ] She furrowed her brows. She wanted to read the news when there was a flurry of footsteps coming down the stairs. Brettley came downstairs fully dressed with a serious expression. He immediately headed for the door. By the door, he paused for a while. He turned back and glanced at Bethan.
“Don’t take Nellie out today. Stay at home.” Bethan pursed her lips. She knew that she should not show any concern, but she could not help it. She asked,
“Is Granny Morrison alright?” Brettley chuckled a little.
“There’s nothing wrong with her. She’s healthier than you.” Bethan furrowed her brows.
“But the news…”
“She’s faking it.” Brettley lowered his head and glanced at the time.
” The butler informed me yesterday that she was in resuscitation. It’s been eight hours already, and she should be awake. The beds in the emergency room are uncomfortable. I pity her.”
After Brettley left, Nellie woke up and headed downstairs as well.
She was still in her pink cartoon pajamas. She sat awkwardly by the dining table.
“Why did Daddy leave so early in the morning?“ Bethan furrowed her brows.
“Nellie.“
“Hmm!“ Bethan looked around. Once she made sure that no one else was in the house, she sighed deeply as she softly spoke,
“If Mommy isn’t here in the future, you have to take good care of yourself. Do you hear me?“
Startled, Nellie put the hash browns down.
” Mommy, why won’t you be here? Are they chasing you away?“ Bethan ignored her question.
“I only want you to learn how to be independent.“ Nellie pouted.
“I don’t want to be independent. If I’m independent, Mommy, Neil, and Nigel won’t take care of me anymore,“ muttered Nellie while she angrily munched on the hash browns.
“I don’t want to be independent! I don’t want to be obedient. I don’t want to grow up!
” Bethan, who sat in front of Nellie, looked at Nellie helplessly and sighed. She took out her phone and looked at the tracking number which Malcolm couriered the jewelry materials to her.
Checking the tracking number showed that Malcolm had used express delivery to send the package from Europa to Banyan City. The courier would take another day to reach, and Granny Morrison’s birthday banquet was two days later. Bethan only had a day left.
Closing her eyes momentarily, she then opened them as she looked at Nellie.
“We haven’t painted in a long time, have we now?“ At the mention of painting, Nellie’s eyes sparkled. Nellie was like Bethan: passionate about art and design. However, because her body was too weak, when they were overseas,
Nellie would stay in the studio all day without sleeping. Later on, for the sake of her health, Bethan forbade Nellie from painting. At the mention of painting once again, Nellie was so excited that she almost fell off her chair. Her big, watery eyes shone with excitement.
“You’ll let me paint?“
“Mmh.“ Bethan smiled gently.
“Quickly eat up. I’ll tell your Daddy to prepare an art studio for you later.”
As for the design of Stargazing, she still needed to make some amendments.
“Okay!
” Nellie gobbled up the hash browns.
“I’ll send Daddy a message after eating!”
“Don’t rush.“ Bethan patted Nellie on the head.
“I ‘m going back to our rented house later. Do you want to tag along?“ The design drafts that Neil took the liberty of sending them back from overseas came in handy at that moment. At the hospital. Brettley just exited from the elevator when Cynthal, who had been sitting by the emergency room entrance, rushed forward.
“Brettley, why are you only here now?!
” She wiped her tears as she reached out to grab Brettley’s arm.
“Granny had been in there the entire night, and I’ve been so worried. I can’t stop crying.“ Brettley looked at her condescendingly. He snickered and pulled away from her. At the entrance of the emergency room, the butler was diligently standing guard. Upon seeing Brettley, the butler’s face turned serious.
“Sir, you shouldn’t have come now.“ Brettley smiled slightly. He raised his voice,
“Granny, I’m here. Come out.“ His words made the entire corridor of the hospital silent. After a long while, the door of the emergency room opened. The groggy doctor braced himself before he started explaining Granny Morrison’s condition seriously,
” Granny Morrison was too anxious…“ ”I know.” Brettley pushed the doctor away and strode into the emergency room.
The pale Granny Morrison, who was in striped pajamas, was lying on the bed as she looked at him feebly. ”Brettley, you’re here.”
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.
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