Chapter 94 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

More and more questions surfaced in her mind. ‘Did Brettley imprison Cynthal because he wanted her to pay the price of trying to hurt his child? If so, why did he not report her to the police or just punish her instead? Why did he choose to imprison her? What is this man up to?’

“Everything points to the possibility that my father found out what my Aunt Cynthal did, and is trying to teach her a lesson,“ said Nigel. On the other end of the line, Nigel’s brows tightly together as he frowned, fingers fluttering across his keyboard.

After a while, he added, “I just hacked into the hospital’s backend system. According to the system records, Cynthal was taken away and imprisoned the night of Granny Morrison’s birthday party. If my calculations are correct, Cynthal was sent into the hospital almost immediately after the party ended.“

Bethan frowned at that. If Brettley had sent Cynthal into the mental institution as soon as Granny Morrison’s birthday party ended, then he must have made up his mind to do so during the party itself.

Bethan shut her eyes and tried to recall Brettley’s actions the night of the party. She could picture his stony, determined face as clearly as if he stood right before her.

The night of the party, everything he did and all the words he said were in Cynthal’s favor. Why did he act that way if, all the while, he had planned to imprison her?

‘This man truly is an enigma,’ Bethan thought to herself.

“It doesn’t matter what happened anymore. Since Cynthal is still in Banyan City, we still have a chance to make her pay for what she did, “ said Bethan resolutely.

Nigel let out a sigh. “Mommy, what should we do next?“

Bethan paused for a moment to think before she replied, “Are visitors allowed? Can we visit her?“

“I don’t think so,“ answered Nigel as his slender fingers flew deftly across the keyboard. He managed to hack into the hospital’s security system and studied one of the surveillance tapes. “It looks like all the entrances to Cynthal’s ward are guarded—even the windows. The guards don’t look like hospital staff, either. In fact, they seem like Brettley’s own men. Judging from this, you might not be able to visit her, but it’s not entirely impossible… ”

”What do you mean?”

”If you went with Brettley, you’d probably be able to see her then, ” Nigel answered.

There was silence.

Nigel frowned as he continued to pan the security camera at different angles. ”I know why you want to visit her, Mommy. You want to get her to come clean about what she did, don’t you?”

Bethan stiffened at his words, but it was a split second later that she smiled a forced smile. ”You’ re right.”

Natasha so blindly trusted Cynthal that she even believed someone was trying to frame her daughter. Well, whoever started the trouble should be the one to end it. Hence, Bethan wanted to make Natasha see her precious daughter for what she really was: a two – faced liar. To do so, however, she had to get Cynthal to come clean about everything herself. That was the best evidence she could ever get her hands on.

Initially, Bethan was led to believe that Cynthal was in Ausland, so her mission had to be put on hold indefinitely. However, as it turned out Cynthal was in Banyan City, things would be much easier.

”Mom.” Nigel let out another sigh before he continued, ”If you want to visit Cynthal, you…have to find Brettley.” He was not sure how she would react to this, since he knew that his mother’s hatred for Brettley ran deeper than the blood in her veins.

Nigel could remember the times when Bethan woke up crying in the middle of the night. Every time that happened, he would get up and put his arm around her in an attempt to comfort her.

His mother had been through so much just to bring the three of them into this world. She had gone through so much hardship to change her appearance and assume a new identity. All of this was so she could start a new life, but because of him and Nellie, she had to get close to that man again—the man who brought all of this down on her in the first place.

“Mommy.“ Nigel paused and took a deep breath before he finally said, “I love you.“

He would never say anything that would disappoint her again.

Bethan never expected to hear a heartfelt confession like that from her usually shy and temperate son.

She chuckled in response. “I know. The three of you are the best things to ever happen to me, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you by my side.“

With that, she hung up the phone and plopped down on the couch. She stared up at the ceiling above her, deep in thought.

Brettley Morrison… What other tricks did that man have up his sleeve?

Bethan remained in the same position on the couch until evening. When the time came to pick up Neil from kindergarten, she hurriedly went downstairs.

Coincidentally, she bumped into Brettley at the kindergarten gates.

It was five in the evening, so the sun was still up in the sky, casting a yellow glow over the streets.

Brettley stood at the gates to the kindergarten amidst the crowd of parents. He was a tall and slender man with an air of indifference and arrogance about him, so he easily stood out from the rest.

The rest of the parents seemed to deliberately steer clear of him. Some of them even tried to take pictures of him surreptitiously.

“That’s Mr. Morrison! But why is he here? This is just a n ordinary kindergarten.“

“I heard that his ex-wife’s daughter recently returned to the family. My guess is that the little princess is attending school here.“

“Why would she be attending school here? Wouldn’t she be at some prestigious kindergarten? Why would he send her daughter to some ordinary preschool like this?“

“This is exciting! I can brag to other people that my child went to school with Brettley Morrison’s daughter…“

Bethan could hear the low murmurs of the other parents as they shared gossip among one another. She frowned and sat down in a corner by herself.

She had dropped Nellie off at Blue Bay Villa this morning herself, so how did Nellie end up attending school at the same kindergarten as Neil?

Bethan guessed that it had probably been Neil’s idea. She sighed and made up her mind to talk to Neil about that when they got home.

All of a sudden, the parents stopped whispering among one another, and silence fell.

She lifted her head in confusion, and her eyes met Brettley’s. His intense gaze seemed to pierce right through her skin and bones, all the way down to her heart.

He curled his lips into a smirk. “We meet again, Ms. Bethan.“

Brettley took a few steps in her direction and stopped in front of her. He was so tall that he loomed over her like a towering tree.

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