Chapter 42 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

This was not right! This had the same taste as what Bethan Peterson made!

His job needed him to socialize a lot. Back then, when they were still together, Brettley would always come home drunk. Every time that he was hungover, Bethan Peterson would make him this soup to sober him up. She liked to add a special spice into the soup, making it taste unique. Brettley has not tasted her soup for six years already. However, at that moment, the soup that Bethan did was exactly the same as Bethan Peterson’s! Brettley could not care for anything else. He immediately got down from the bed and rushed downstairs.

In the kitchen downstairs, Bethan was making a bowl of oats for Nellie. She was engrossed in her work, so she did not notice the flurry of steps behind her. When she noticed Brettley’s presence, he was already standing behind her. Brettley turned her over and clasped her jaw with his large hands. He looked at her dangerously with his hawk-like eyes. “Who taught you how to make the soup?“ Bethan was startled by his sudden actions. She instinctively wanted to resist, but he clasped her jaw tighter.

In the end, she looked at him. “No one. I made it myself.“

“Impossible.“ Brettley’s voice was raspy due to his hangover. “The taste is not right. Who taught you how to make it? Are you related to Bethan Peterson? Did she send you here?“ The more he said the stronger he felt that his deduction was right. A jewelry designer who was famous overseas came back to Banyan City. She did nothing related to her previous job, she did not further a second career, yet she came to Blue Bay Villa to be Nellie’s personal maid without any complaints.

She treated Nellie like her own daughter. She shared the same name with Bethan Peterson. Her taste in home decor was the same as Bethan Peterson, even the soup she made tastes exactly the same! If it were not for her eyes, which looked different compared to Bethan Peterson, he might even suspect that Bethan the maid was Bethan Peterson that had undergone plastic surgery! However, he knew for a fact that she was not. Bethan Peterson would look at him with love and light. Bethan the maid looked at him like he was a stranger. Those eyes could not belong to Bethan Peterson.

Brettley was taking in everything, looking at Bethan closely. Bethan panicked. She did not expect that a bowl of soup was enough to let Brettley suspect her! She bit her lips and tried to calm herself down. She looked at him without any fear in her eyes. “Mr. Morrison. I do not know what you are talking about. No one taught me how to make this soup. I got the recipe from the internet.“ Bethan tried her best to talk in a slow manner, making her seem calm. “I don’t remember who I learned it from, but I have seen Bethan Peterson’s Twitter account. Perhaps, she shared it there.“ Brettley’s hand that was clasping Bethan’s jaw tensed. Yes. Bethan Peterson was a person that loved life. She loved to share a life with others. At that thought, Brettley let Bethan go with detest. His dark eyes turned cold. “I almost forgot. You’re a person that likes to imitate my wife.“ He remembered. Bethan from the start imitated Bethan Peterson to get his attention. At that moment, this soup was probably just one of her tricks. He looked at her coldly. “I hope you can be yourself. Don’t try to be my wife’s replacement. No one can replace Bethan Peterson.“ Then, he turned around and left. She did not know why, but Bethan read a hint of loneliness in Brettley’s back.

Bethan laughed bitterly and shook her head as she shrugged off the messy thoughts.

How could Brettley be lonely? She was the lonely one all these years. She turned around and continued to make Nellie her oats. Unintentionally, she saw her reflection on the metal stove. At that moment, her facial features were intricate and unique. She was so beautiful that it was almost flawless, yet she could no longer feel any happiness. For the next few days, Bethan tried to avoid appearing in front of Brettley. One was because of the previous incident; she had no energy to pretend to be friendly with Brettley. Also, Brettley has started doubting her relationship with Bethan Peterson. She had to try her best to make herself as small as possible so he would ignore her.

However, everyone in Blue Bay Villa noticed Bethan trying to distance herself from Brettley. Some of the older servants lectured her, “Bethan, remember your place. You’re a servant, and you’re here to serve Mr. Morrison. Wipe that rude face off.“

“You’ll be easily fired this way. I’ve been working in Blue Bay Villa for so many years, and never have I seen a servant with such an attitude.“

“Bethan, don’t think that only you can take care of Ms. Nellie. You’re not irreplaceable.“ Bethan did not know that Brettley instructed the servants to say such things, but no matter what they said, she was not willing to change. Nellie noticed something was off with Bethan. She asked Neil what happened to her Mommy. Neil gave an official answer, “It must be the previous incident. Mommy probably realized that it wasn’t that easy to split the scumbag and that b*tch apart, so she’s wallowing in self-loathing. Don’t worry; things will pass in time. Women’s emotions come and go quickly. “ Neil did not expect, however, that Bethan would remain in such a state for almost an entire week.

For that whole week, Bethan treated Brettley as air.

Other than the necessary things she needed to say to Brettley, she barely spoke another word to him. She was so obedient that it was nauseating. Sitting in his study, Brettley’s brows furrowed as he looked at the documents in front of him, yet Bethan’s expressionless face was on his mind. He could not process a single word he read. For the past few days, Bethan did her work exceptionally well and took good care of Nellie, but every time he appeared, her expressions would instantly change! Nellie even asked him whether he made her angry. Since when did he make her angry? It was more like the other way around! Also, Brettley was the master of the house, and she was nothing but a lowly servant. Even if Brettley did something which made her unhappy, she had to bear it! How could this woman so boldly ignore him? Did she not have other intentions toward him? Was she pretending to give up, or was she giving up for real? This was the first time Brettley was treated this way. No matter how he looked at it, he was uncomfortable. In the end, he coldly dialed Lucas, “Get Bethan to bring me coffee.” Lucas, on the other end of the call, was silent for a while. “Sir, you already made her make you coffee twice tonight. Are you sure you want a third cup? “

“Then get her to make me tea! ” Brettley gritted his teeth. “No matter what, make her busy! “ Was she unwilling to talk to him? He would force her until she did so!

When Bethan knocked on the door and entered with hot tea, Brettley was sitting and talking on the phone.

Seeing her entering, Brettley swept a cold glance at her and continued reprimanding his staff, “How many years have you been on this job? Do I still need to teach you basic respect for your superiors? So what if you’re in a bad mood? Do I, as a boss, need to care for your emotions? If there’s a next time, you can prepare to resign! “ Bethan smiled faintly as she heard his words. Brettley might seem like he was reprimanding his staff, but he was indirectly telling them to Bethan. This was the third time he asked her to send something up for him to drink. From coffee to tea, Bethan knew he did not need to drink so much while working that night. The only possible reason was that she got under his skin as she ignored him and treated him indifferently. Brettley had always been high and mighty. He was a man that everyone respected and looked up to.

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