Bethan murmured in her sleep just as Neil had almost finished treating her wound. Her voice was slurred, but Neil could still make out what she was saying.
“Brettley, why did you leave me… Why are you treating me like this…”
Neil’s heart sank at her murmurs, and he could not understand why Brettley had left his mother. Was Cynthal such a good person to the extent that Brettley was willing to give up Bethan because of her?
After a moment, Neil let out a sigh and said earnestly, “I’m sorry, Mommy.”
It probably would have been so much easier for Bethan to forget about that scumbag if she had not brought his children into this world. Instead, however, the three of them were like signposts that constantly reminded her of her past, of how much she used to love Brettley, and reminded her of the pain that man inflicted upon her.
“Nigel, I want to track Cynthal down.”
Neil finished what he was doing and went out onto the balcony to call Nigel.
The pale moonlight illuminated Neil’s troubled expression. “I want to…find out what they did in the past.”
On the other end of the line, Nigel remained silent. Then, after a moment, he said, “I thought Mommy didn’t want us to dwell on the past.”
Neil gripped the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white. “She doesn’t want to dwell on the past, but I do. Mommy used to not have anyone to rely on, and that’s why Brettley and Cynthal betrayed her, but she has us now. I want to make them pay for what they’ve done.”
“The reason Mommy returned this time is also because she wants to take revenge.”
“No.”
Neil let out a sigh. “I don’t want revenge. All I want is for them to admit their mistake.”
When Bethan woke up the next day, Neil had already headed to kindergarten on his own.
He had prepared breakfast for her before he left and left a note that read, (Mommy, by the time you read this, I’ve already left for school. Please remember to take your meals and keep your wound dry. Also, I’ve left this for you.]
Underneath the note was a pregnancy test kit.
Bethan perched on the side of the bed as she read the note. She glanced at the plate of food as well as the pregnancy test kit on the table. Her eyes started to tear up. Her children’s thoughtfulness over her tugged at her heartstrings.
She hesitated for a moment before getting up and heading into the bathroom, taking the pregnancy test with her.
Only one line. She was not pregnant, after all.
Bethan let out a wry smile and tossed the pregnancy test into the trash can. She should have known that it would not be so easy. Her life had never been easy.
After she washed up, Bethan sat down at the dining table. She ate her breakfast while mulling over what to do next when, all of a sudden, the doorbell rang.
Thinking it was Anne, Bethan went to get the door with half a slice of toast still hanging from her mouth.
“Ms. Bethan! ” rang a loud male voice as soon as she opened the door. Bethan immediately jolted in shock.
“Good day ! ” beamed a man dressed in a black suit smilingly as he handed her his name card. “My name is Wesley Fisher, and I’m the head of human resources at the jewelry branch under Morrison Group. I received instructions from Mr. Morrison himself to inform you that you’ve been accepted into the internship program at the department of design under Morrison Group’s jewelry branch.”
Bethan’s face twitched at his announcement. “
Internship?”
“Yes.”
Wesley gave her an earnest smile. “Please be assured that although this is an internship program, your pay and benefits will be no different from that of a full-time designer.”
“Your abilities impressed Mr. Morrison. He said that although you’re still a beginner, you displayed very promising potential, and he believes that you’ll be able to make a name for yourself in the future, “
Wesley added.
Bethan squinted. It was obvious that Brettley did this on purpose.
When Bethan was forging her new resume, she deliberately left out the fact that she was the real Moon. Despite that, it was still mentioned in her new resume that she had been in this industry for some years. She clearly did not need an internship; Brettley offered her the design intern position because he thought it was the best way to humiliate her.
This man was indeed clever. Brettley knew that because of Adrian, he had to let Bethan work at his company. At the same time, he did not want to offer her a permanent position, so he accepted her into the internship program. This was a smart move, because if she refused, he had an excuse for Adrian, and at the same time, she would be humiliated.
“Ms. Bethan, “
Wesley reminded her when he noticed that she had not replied.
Bethan immediately came back to her senses. “Alright, let me just pick up a few things first.”
She stuffed the rest of the toast into her mouth. “Please wait for a moment.”
She turned around and disappeared into the house.
Wesley was stunned. Brettley had ordered him to offer Bethan an internship position, and he even instructed him on what to do should she refuse.
What Wesley never expected was that Bethan would accept the job without a moment’s hesitation. He immediately took out his phone and messaged Lucas.
[Mr. Bean, Bethan accepted the job… What should we do?]
Lucas’ response came almost instantly, [Then bring her here.]
“Let’s go.”
Bethan had finished getting ready just as Wesley read Lucas’ text. She had layered a light blue knitted cardigan over a white shirt and pants and had on a pastel yellow backpack. Her outfit looked bright and cheery.
Bethan’s outfit indeed looked like something a young design intern would wear.
Wesley froze at the sight. For a split second, he could not believe that this woman was the same one who had answered the door a few minutes ago.
“Today will be my first day of work, right?”
Bethan did not seem to notice his bewilderment. Instead, she walked down the steps and continued with an air of nonchalance, “Can you please explain the working hours to me? I might have to get off work early because I need to pick up my son from school.”
Following behind her, Wesley was so shocked by her statement that he was tongue-tied. “You…have a son?”
This woman did not look a day over 20. How could she have a son already?
“Of course.”
Bethan chuckled. “My son is best friends with Mr. Morrison’s daughter.”
Wesley came to a sudden realization. No wonder this woman, who lived in such an ordinary residential area, seemed to be friends with Mr. Morrison. It was all because of her son.
The two left Bethan’s building together and got into Wesley’s car. Throughout the journey, Wesley tried to explain the company’s policies to Bethan.
Bethan stared out the window and did not seem to be paying much attention, much to Wesley’s displeasure. “Bethan, why aren’t you listening? Some of these policies are different from other companies. If you break the rules, your salary will be cut! “
Bethan curled her lips into a smile. “I’m listening.”
She still remembered all of the policies that Wesley went through. Many years ago, she had been the one to draw up those guidelines with Brettley, including the benefits provided for female employees such as maternity leaves.
Once, she laid in Brettley’s arms and looked up at him with a grin. “Don’t tell anyone that all of this was my idea, so that everyone will think you’re a caring boss! “
At that time, Brettley had given her a small smile. “Of course I’ll tell everyone, because my employees deserve to know that you’re the caring one.”
Bethan had believed him. She thought he would let everyone know that Brettley Morrison’s wife was a kind, considerate lady.
However, the reality was that she was met with coldness and disrespect from Brettley’s employees when she showed up at his company. Some of them even went so far as to spike her coffee.
However, while Bethan’s presence was met with contempt, Cynthal, who had been working as Brettley’s assistant at that time, was treated with respect and appreciation. Cynthal had tried to comfort Bethan by telling her it was simply because she was more approachable.
Bethan eventually found out that the reason Brettley’s employees had treated her so harshly was that Cynthal had told them she was a trophy wife who merely took credit for things she had not done. Cynthal had lied to all of them, saying that the lenient guidelines and benefits provided were all Brettley’s ideas.
All of these memories were still fresh in Bethan’s mind as if they had happened just yesterday.
Bethan let out a sigh. In a twist of fate, she had become one of Morrison Group’s many employees. It felt strange and unbelievable.
The car soon arrived at Morrison Group Tower.
“Ms. Bethan, we’ve arrived. You can get down now.”
“Ms. Bethan! “
As soon as the car stopped, two tall, muscular bodyguards immediately came forward to open the car door.
Wesley frowned at this sight. “Zach, Yuri, why the sudden enthusiasm? You guys even opened the door for me.”
“We didn’t open the door for you; we did it for Ms. Bethan! “said Zach, ignoring Wesley as he headed toward Bethan instead. “Hello, Ms. Bethan. My name is Zach, and this is Yuri. We’re Neil’s brothers. As long as you are here at Morrison Group, we’ll protect you and keep you safe! “
Bethan was at a loss for words. She stared at the two burly men in front of her.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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