Chapter 82 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

He opened his mouth, not even bothering to turn around, his voice cold and distant, “We’re both adults. Don’t tell me…“

His lips turned up in a sneer, “You want me to take responsibility? You came to me drunk, is this a new mission Malcolm Quinn gave you?“

With that, before she could react, he opened the bathroom door and walked in.

Sitting on the bed, Bethan looked at the tightly shut bathroom door, listened to the flow of the running water inside, her heart sinking deep down into the pit of her chest.

His cold attitude reminded her of the countless days and nights when they were together.

He always treated her like that.

Not bothering to listen to her, not taking her feelings and opinions to heart.

In the beginning, she thought he was just unaccustomed to living as a couple, used to his life revolving around himself alone.

Later, she realized, it was not that his life revolved around him alone, he merely did not take her to heart.

She shut her eyes, all corners of her heart aching as if it was sliced by a knife.

After she tidied herself up, she took out her phone. She had two unread messages.

One was from Malcolm. (I ‘m leaving now, an early flight. Contact me if anything happens.]

The other one was from Nigel, two simple words, ( Good morning.]

Bethan’s heart ached.

Nigel was not a talkative child.

Even when he was with his siblings, he was very, very quiet.

So quiet, that she once thought he was suffering from autism.

But such a quiet child would do something like this early in the morning, take into account the time difference, and text her good morning.

He must be worried about her…

He was so understanding and thoughtful that her heart ached.

She clutched her phone tightly and closed her eyes. For Nigel… anything she did was worth it.

By the time Brettley walked out of the bathroom, Bethan was dressed and sat on the side of the bed, waiting for him.

Seeing him walk out, she smiled and stood up. “Mr. Morrison.“

He raised his brow faintly. “You’re still here?“

He thought he had made himself clear and she would leave by herself.

But not only did she not leave, but her demeanor also changed completely and she waited for him outside the bathroom.

“I’m not leaving.“

Bethan smiled and looked at Brettley. “Mr. Morrison, I pondered it for a while, and I’ve decided.“

He frowned, rolling up his shirt sleeve, and asked carelessly, “Decided what?“

“I want you to take responsibility.“

His hands that were rolling up his shirt sleeve stopped in an instant.

He frowned, his cold gaze sweeping across her face. “ Are you serious? You want me to take responsibility?“

“What else?“

Her lips curved into a smile. “Last night I came to you drunk, but you didn’t reject me either, am I right? And…”

She smiled flirtatiously and walked toward him, raised herself up on her tiptoes, half-narrowing those soul-sucking eyes at him. “Since we need each other, why don’t we maintain a long-term relationship?” She reached out her hands and circled them around his neck, planting a kiss on his jaw boldly. “What do you think about my suggestion, Mr. Morrison?”

“I don’t like it.“

Brettley frowned and ripped her arms off of his neck. “ I’m afraid your plan won’t work. Maybe if you asked before last night, I might’ve considered your suggestion. But after last night…“

He placed his lips beside her ear, his low voice coupled together with his hot breath flowing into her ears, “I know you’re with Malcolm Quinn. Do you think I would keep someone loyal to my opponent beside me and allow you to work against me?“

With that, he turned his head coldly and prepared to leave.

However, she reached out and grabbed his collar, her eyes seemed to be challenging him. “Are you that insecure?“

He frowned and looked at her, saying nothing.

Her lips curved up in a smile. “I’m just a woman, you’ve run your background checks on me, you should know by now what I ‘m capable of. And yet you’re afraid I would steal your company secrets, what else is it, if you’re not insecure?“

She purposely pulled out the last word, trying to hook his slightly wavering heart.

Brettley narrowed his eyes at her and laughed. “This won’t work on me.“

He pulled her hand from his collar, and buttoned up his shirt properly. “Since you’re awake, tidy yourself up and leave. Didn’t you agree to leave after the birthday party, never to return?“

With that, he turned and left with an elegant stride of his feet.

Bethan stood on the spot, looking at his retreating back and bit her lip.

A long time after he left, she finally roused herself and went into the bathroom, washed herself and walked downstairs.

In the dining room, the little girl was busy eating her cereal in her pink nightgown.

Seeing her mother, Nellie pointed at the bowl of uneaten cereal in front of her. “Come and have your breakfast.“

She paused, wiping the emotion off her face and sat down in front of her daughter with a smile. “You just woke up?“

“I’ve been up for a long time…“

Nellie lowered her head, carefully placing the cereal i n her mouth. “Just now… I hear you arguing with Daddy, he’s chasing you out…“

Bethan stiffened.

A moment later, she smiled. “We weren’t arguing, it’s just a conversation between adults.“

Nellie lowered her head. “Last night, I made Daddy drink till he was drunk, hoping he will tell the truth when he’s drunk… but it seems like I’ve just made matters worse.“

Seeing her daughter like this, Bethan could not help it and smiled. “Not everyone tells the truth when they’re drunk. Some can fake it.“

“Yeah…“ Nellie lowered her head, her expression filled with self-blame. “I know I made a mistake. He wouldn’t be so anxious for you to leave the house if I didn’t get him drunk last night, right?”

Bethan sighed, “I would still have to leave today, even if you didn’t get him drunk last night.”

She stood up, walked to Nellie, and held her little hand. ” Don’t worry. Even if I move out, we will still see each other often.”

Nellie nodded, her eyes rimmed in red. “Okay…”

Seeing her daughter look so distraught, Bethan’s heart ached and she immediately changed the subject. ” You said you got Brettley drunk last night?”

“Yeah! “

The little girl nodded earnestly. “I woke up to drink some water, then Lucas said he was going to prepare a hangover drink, so I asked him why. He said you were drunk, then I suddenly remembered that godfather would expose all of his innermost thoughts when he was drunk, so I just…”

Bethan frowned, a cold sneer spreading across her features. “Okay, I get it now.”

Nellie was just a kid, but Brettley was a full-grown adult.

If he did not want to get drunk, how could Nellie force him?

He knew she lay in his bed, drunk, and yet, he still got himself drunk recklessly…

At least, this showed that she still occupied his thoughts.

Either way, he was very confident in himself. Or, he was testing his own tolerance toward her.

No matter what, she was sure, he was not as unbothered by her as he pretended to be.

At least he found her physically attractive, she could arouse his urges and desire.

That was enough!

Besides, all she wanted when she returned home this time was his seed!

As for who this scum actually liked, who lived in his heart, she did not care at all!

At this thought, Bethan planted a kiss on her daughter’s cheek. “I don’t blame you.

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