Nellie said that she only wanted her real father.
At that time, they were still young, they still did not know what Brettley was like as a person.
When they grew up, they finally knew about Brettley’s story, so the three of them started to set her up with Malcolm.
Bethan always knew that Neil, who kept saying that it did not matter whether he had a father or not, craved for a father’s love the most.
Even if he has decided in his heart that Brettley was a scumbag, he would still want to give him a chance.
If not, Neil would not have given the evidence of Cynthal harming Nellie to him.
However, this man was too…much of a disappointment.
“It’s nothing much. He was probably too exhausted from a high level of mental stress before.”
When Brettley put the unconscious Neil on the bed, the doctor did a simple check-up. “He just needs a good rest. I’ll put him on drips. After that, he should be awake.”
The doctor looked at Neil’s swollen face. “I ‘ll also give him some medication for his face.”
Then, the doctor furrowed his brows and looked at Brettley. “The kid is still young. Even if he made a mistake, you can’t beat him up like this. What happens if you disfigure him? Can you at least be a better father? Nothing good would come out of violence! “
The patient ward was in silence for a very long time.
After a while, Brettley looked at the doctor a little helplessly. “He is not my son. I am also not his father.”
He only had a daughter.
The doctor raised his eyebrows. “What? Are you afraid that people would point out your mistakes for beating him, so you don’t even dare to admit he is your son?”
Then, the doctor pointed at Neil’s face, then at Brettley’s face. “You two look so alike , yet you dare say that he is not your son? No one would believe you.”
“Doctor, didn’t you say I have to take a drip?”
Bethan turned and glanced at the doctor. “Do you want to take it now?”
The doctor frowned, then realized he might have misspoken, and left after leaving behind the words. “
I’ll go prepare it now.”
After the doctor left, Brettley lowered his eyes and looked at Neil who was still unconscious.
Then, he turned his head and looked at his reflection in the glass windows.
Somehow, they did… look alike.
He studied his reflection in the mirror, a smile at the corners of his lips. “I wouldn’t have realized it if he didn’t say anything.”
On the surface, Bethan looked calm and collected, but deep down, she was panicking!
Brettley was a very perceptive man; she was worried he would notice something.
Previously, even though she successfully tricked him by using the excuse that she was Bethan Peterson’s good friend, but the children…that would be hard to explain.
Taking in a deep breath, she smiled, her eyes narrowing into thin crescent moons and glanced at Brettley, “Maybe all good-looking people look alike. My ex-husband is definitely not as good-looking as Neil.”
Brettley lifted his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing.
Very soon, the doctor brought the drip over and the nurse inserted it into Neil’s arm.
Bethan took a stool and sat beside the little guy, guarding him quietly.
Brettley stood beside the door, his tall, lengthy figure leaning on the doorframe, his gaze that was locked on both mother and son turning dark and meaningful.
The next day.
Sunshine lit up the entire room, and Bethan gradually stirred from her sleep.
She opened her eyes, and immediately, the bright sunlight entered her eyes.
She… was sleeping in the bedroom in Blue Bay Villa?
She was startled and immediately lifted the blankets and jumped out of bed.
It was already daytime?!
Was she not looking after Neil in his hospital ward while he was being given his drip?
“Ms. Bethan, you don’t have to be so violent when getting out of bed.”
An angry child’s voice was heard, Bethan frowned and looked in the direction of the voice.
Nellie was pulling the blankets off her head angrily. “
You’re going to suffocate me! “
Bethan was startled, then realized she had been too agitated when she lifted the blankets off of her, as a result, the blankets had instead fallen on Nellie, burying her within them.
She rubbed at her forehead, pulling Nellie into her arms carefully, “Why am I here?”
“Last night you fell asleep when you were looking after Neil while he was taking his drip. Then, after Neil woke up, he and Daddy brought you back together! “
With that, the little girl leaned into her mother’s ear and whispered carefully, “Last night, Daddy carried you back from the hospital. Did you dream about Daddy? When you were talking in your sleep, you kept yelling his name.”
Bethan stiffened immediately.
Last night… she did dream about the man he was when she first got to know him.
But…
She pursed her lips. “How did he react… to my sleep talk?”
Even though Bethan did not mention him by name, Nellie knew she was talking about Brettley.
The little girl shrugged. “Daddy didn’t show much of a reaction, but he was in a good mood, he even carried you back home! “
Bethan furrowed her brows and remained silent for a while, then raised her head. “Where’s Neil?”
“In his own room, he doesn’t want to see anyone.”
Nellie jumped out of her mother’s arms, reached out and grabbed her hands. “It hurts me to see his face all red and swollen like that.”
Bethan was dragged by Nellie to Neil’s room.
This was a boy’s room which Brettley specifically decorated for Neil.
Bethan thought Brettley would just view Neil as the son of his ex-wife’s best friend, so he would not treat Neil with the same care and love as he did Neil
But she was wrong.
Neil’s room looked… richly decorated and luxurious too, almost the same as Nellie’s room.
In the opulent and spacious room, Neil sat on his chair playing with a Rubik’s cube, looking cool wearing a mask and a hat.
Seeing the two girls, one younger and the other older, enter the room, he smiled faintly, raising his eyes, and looked at his mother, “Did you get a good night’s sleep?”
“Perfect.”
Bethan looked at Neil and her tears could not help but fall.
He was always a prideful boy, he loved dressing up, and acting cool.
But now, to successfully capture Cynthal, he purposely hurt himself like this.
“Alright, don’t cry.”
Neil laughed softly, “Men aren’t afraid of pain and getting hurt.”
He raised his head and looked at Bethan seriously. “But the police called this morning, they want you, as my guardian, to bring me along to the police station to make an official report.”
He lowered his eyes to check the time, “It’s 9 a.m., if we leave now, we’ll be back in time for lunch.”
Bethan pursed her lips, nodding heavily. “Okay.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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