Chapter 58 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

Only in Bethan’s dreams could she see such tender, concerned Brettley.

She had loved him for so many years, yet never had he once reciprocated her love. In the dream, however, she could clearly feel Brettley’s concern and love.

“You’ll be fine.” While semi-conscious, she heard a low man’s voice constantly repeating this to her.

Bethan smiled bitterly. How great would it be if she could keep dreaming and never wake up from it… When Bethan woke up, it was already the next morning. Before she could open her eyes, her nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant. She furrowed her brows and opened her eyes with difficulty, forcing herself to wake up. She was in the hospital. To put it more accurately, she was in the intensive care unit. Another person was in the room with her—a man. He had an oxygen mask on as he laid quietly on a bed next to hers. His deep, endless eyes were closed at that moment, showing off his sharp eyebrows and long lashes.

The morning sun shone through the window, which softened some of the cold hard lines on his face. Brettley…

“You’re up, Miss.” The nurse who just entered looked at her in delight.

“Don’t move! I’ll go get the doctor.”

“Hold on.” Bethan furrowed her brows and pointed to Brettley.

“What happened to him?”

“Your husband had a confrontation with people outside the fire yesterday. His abdomen was stabbed, but he still rushed into the fire and rescued you. He carried you all the way to the hospital.

“He’s lost quite a lot of blood. His wound has been infected, and he’s been gas-poisoned. He’s still unconscious.” The nurse sighed.

“You’re up, but he’s in a much dire situation than you. We won’t even know when he’ll be awake.” The nurse’s words made Bethan tense a little. How could this have happened? Bethan turned and looked at the man lying on the bed. Why did he want to rush in to rescue her?

Six years ago, when she was his wife, he ruthlessly killed her because she got in the way between him and Cynthal. Six years later, she was his maid. Cynthal sought revenge on her, yet he selflessly rushed into the fire to rescue her. Was she too important to him, or was she just not important to him six years ago? Bethan shut her eyes. It felt like countless knives stabbed her heart. The more he treated her nicely, the more he was proving to her that Bethan six years ago was a pathetic failure. Bethan did not know what kind of attitude or feelings she should have toward him. Soon after, the doctor arrived. After a basic check—up, the doctor made sure she was okay and moved her to a new ward. When she was pushed by the nurse out of the intensive care unit, Bethan subconsciously looked at Brettley in his oxygen mask. She did not know why, but when she looked at him, she said,

“If you still don’t get up, you won’t be able to see Bethan Peterson for the rest of your life.” Then, the nurse brought her out. Lying on the bed, Bethan looked at the ceiling lights on the corridor and smiled bitterly. What a joke. He never liked Bethan Peterson, and not once had he cared for her either. How would such a statement affect him? To him, Bethan Peterson was no one. The nurse pushed Bethan into the elevator. Before the elevator door was shut, another nurse quickly rushed over to stop them.

“Mr. Morrison is awake. He said he wanted to see the person that spoke to him a moment ago.”

Bethan was pushed back into the intensive care unit once more.

The intensive care unit was filled with doctors. A man in a hospital gown was leaning weakly against the bed. His eyes were filled with fury.

“Bring her to me!

” Although his voice was weak, his tone was firm and suffocatingly authoritative. Bethan carefully got down from her bed. With the help of the nurse, she slowly walked over.

“Mr. Morrison, were you looking for me?” Bethan’s voice made Brettley frown hard. He turned around and looked at her. His eyes were so cold that they pierced into her.

“Were you the one that said that just now?”

“Yes.”

“What do you mean by that?” His eyes were so furious it almost blasted fire.

“Do you know where Bethan Peterson is?”

Bethan crossed her arms and looked at the man’s cold face indifferently.

“I don’t know. I only said that so you’d wake up sooner.” Then, Bethan raised her eyebrows.

“Looks like it was pretty effective.”

“You…!”

Brettley immediately got down from the bed. The needles that were inserted in him were forcefully pulled out, and blood spurted everywhere. The equipment that was connected to him all fell to the ground. Brettley rushed over and choked Bethan’s neck with both hands, pinning her to the wall.

“You’re lying! You know where she is!

” His eyes were filled with wrath and fire.

“Tell me, where is she!

” Though unable to breathe, Bethan still looked at him frigidly.

“I don’t know. I only wanted to agitate you that you’ll wake up. I see you’re too agitated.” Then, she looked at the doctors behind Brettley coldly.

“Why are none of you pulling him back? Are you planning to see me choke to death?” At her words, the doctors came to their senses and rushed forward, pulling Brettley back.

However, no one expected that five doctors were no match for a single patient. Brettley still remained in his previous posture. He pinned Bethan to the wall violently.

“I’ve once told you my bottom line. I won’t allow anyone to joke about Bethan Peterson with me. I won’t allow anyone to use her to threaten me! No one can hurt her, even if it’s just talking about her!

” His voice was fierce and domineering. If Bethan did not know what happened six years ago, she might even think that this man loved Bethan Peterson so deeply that it was almost paranoia. However, she was Bethan Peterson. Whether Brettley liked her or cared for her or not, she was clear about that! Hence, Bethan sneered.

“You don’t let anyone hurt her? How about you, Mr. Morrison? Haven’t you hurt her before?” At her words, Brettley’s fiery eyes turned ice cold. Seeing him silent, Bethan sneered more mockingly. She continued,

“Mr. Morrison, I was just trying to get you to wake up. I have no ill intentions. I do not want to hurt Bethan Peterson, yet you kept saying that I ‘m hurting her. From what I can see, Bethan Peterson was willing to send Nellie back, but she still wouldn’t show herself. Was it not because Mr. Morrison had hurt her before, and that’s why she didn’t dare show herself to you?” Brettley’s entire being froze and became taut. Yes. Bethan Peterson would not appear because…she still remembered how he hurt her? While Brettley was in a daze, the doctors behind him pulled him back and placed him in bed. Brettley did not look at Bethan again. He laid in bed and looked at the ceiling in a daze, letting the doctors do whatever they needed to him.

“Are you alright?

” The nurse came to help Bethan.

” That scared me. Mr. Morrison looked like he was about to kill you.”

“Is that so?”

Bethan smiled at the nurse faintly and returned to her bed, and she was then pushed out of the intensive care unit.

“Yes.” The nurse sighed and added,

“I’ve long heard that Mr. Morrison remains deeply in love with his ex- wife, and I thought it was fake. After all, he got engaged with his ex-wife’s sister not long after her death. How deeply in love could he be with her? Now, it looks like…he truly loves his ex-wife.” Bethan was leaning by the head of the bed as she listened to the nurse talking. She could not help but sneer. She guessed that this must be the results Brettley was looking for. He wanted everyone to think he was deeply in love with Bethan Peterson. He told his lie for so long that he was deeply engrossed in it. He kept saying that he did not allow anyone to mention Bethan Peterson or hurt her.

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