Chapter 43 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

He must have felt terrible when she suddenly ignored his presence, then. This was not because he cared about Bethan; it was his ego reacting. Bethan put the cup of tea down, turned, and left. “Stop, “ Brettley haughtily called from behind just as Bethan’s hand was on the doorknob. Bethan hesitated for a while and stopped in her tracks. “I’m tired.“ Brettley leaned back on his chair. “Give me a massage.“

Bethan did not turn around. “Mr. Morrison, I’m Ms. Nellie’s servant, not yours. When we signed the contract, you explicitly told me that I only had to listen to Ms. Nellie and take good care of her. Making coffee and tea for you tonight was done free of charge. I don’t think you should take advantage of this.“ Brettley was so furious he was rendered speechless. Back then when they signed the contract, he did indeed stress this clause as he felt that Bethan was scheming against him at that time. This clause was just to remind her of her place.

He did not expect that she would bring this clause up when he asked her to do things for him! Him, taking advantage? “Good night.“ Bethan did not wait for Brettley to react a s she immediately opened the door and left. The door of the study was shut. Brettley looked at Bethan leaving and the door closing. He was even more annoyed.

He forced himself to continue working, but Bethan’s words of him taking advantage kept ringing in his ears. It was bitter and unbearable. When Brettley lost all mood to even read his emails, he decided to take a stroll in the backyard. Blue Bay Villa’s backyard was huge. There was a man- made lake, artificial hills, and a cobblestone path. There were assorted pavilions and greenery as well. Back when Bethan Peterson was still around, she planted many beautiful plants in the backyard. Six years had passed, and her plants were long gone, too. Walking on the cobblestone path with the night breeze gently blowing by, Brettley finally felt better. The moon shone brightly. Walking under the moonlight, his surroundings were so quiet it was like he was in a painting. “When I ‘m not by your side, you have to take good care of yourself. Don’t be too naughty. Do you hear me? Of course, I’ll be worried and sad, so you have to be good for me. Okay?“ Brettley heard a soft woman’s voice that came from a distance. He furrowed his brows and followed the sound. It was Bethan. At that moment, she was on top of an artificial hill as she talked on the phone. Although he was far away from her, her affectionate appearance still made Brettley’s heart beat violently. Perhaps it was quiet at night, but he heard every word she said even though her voice was rather meek.

“We’ve been apart for so long, so of course I miss you. I miss you so much.“

“Of course I love you. What are you thinking?“

“Okay, okay, stop playing around. I’ll make you your special cookies the next time I see you, okay?“

“Mmh, I’ll only make them for you. No one else gets to try them.“ Brettley frowned sourly at that. Her voice rang in the air, flirtatious, and the words she used sounded intimate, too.

Who was she talking to on the phone? Another man? No wonder she treated Brettley so coldly, not wanting to say a single word to him. It seemed like she had changed her target. This woman with ill intentions toward him had changed her target. He should be happy.

It baffled Brettley why he was displeased, however. Not only that, but he was a little furious, too. After a long time, Bethan finally hung up. She let out a long sigh of relief. The cheeky Neil had been living at Anne’s house independently, and he sometimes would even take care of Anne and make meals for her. Despite all that, he insisted on calling, saying how lonely he felt and how he missed her. He even made her promise to make him cookies. She had to comfort him for a long time. The moment she hung up, she squinted her eyes and noticed a tall figure by the cobblestone path in the distance. It was quite dark at night, but even though she could only see a silhouette, she knew that it was Brettley. She used to know him like the back of her hand.

Although she noticed him, Bethan did not want to deal with him, but the position where he stood was the way back into the house. Even if she wanted to ignore him, she had to pass him by if she wanted to return to Nellie’s bedroom.

Bethan took a deep breath and was ready to walk past him, but when she was near him, Brettley reached out and grabbed her wrist. The next second, he pinned her onto one of the stone pillars. “Who were you talking to on the phone? Hmm?“ Brettley grabbed her by the neck, his eyes ice-cold. “Mr. Morrison, “ Bethan sneered. She lifted her head and looked at the man who was half a head taller than her. “Who I talk to on the phone has nothing to do with you, don’t you think?“

“Nothing? “ Brettley raised his brows. “Weren’t you scheming against me previously? Why have you changed your target after just a few days? You don’t even dare to hold on! “ Momentarily stunned, Bethan then scoffed as she tried to resist while dealing with Brettley. Because she kept struggling, Brettley held her even tighter. “Let me go! ” Bethan bit her lip and started resisting with all her might. However, Brettley was much stronger than her, thus her resistance was futile. “Brettley Morrison! ” In the heat of the moment, she shouted his name directly. Her huge round eyes glaring at him were way too adorable. Brettley lowered his head and looked at her blushing face, then to her thin, pink lips. Perhaps it was the beauty of the night skies, or perhaps it was the beauty of the person in front of him. Brettley bent down and kissed Bethan on the lips unconsciously.

Brettley’s scent grew closer and stronger.

Back then, Bethan longed for Brettley to kiss her himself, but he never once kissed her first after three years of marriage. Whether it be in life or in bed, she was always the one who made the first move. Previously, she just thought that he was passive. However, at that moment, she finally saw clearly. It was not that he was passive; he was only passive toward her. Just like at that moment, she had been Brettley’s maid for only half a month, yet he could kiss her just like that.

At that thought, Bethan’s eyes turned cold. Slap! The moment Brettley’s lips grazed hers, a crisp slap rang through the entire backyard. Brettley’s face was slapped so hard that his head swung to the side. His expression darkened as he regained his senses. He turned back and looked at Bethan with fury. “How dare you slap me?“

Bethan retracted her hand that ached due to the slap. She glared at Brettley coldly. “Mr. Morrison, you’ve done inappropriate things. Should I not have slapped you?“ Then, she looked at him mockingly. “Mr. Morrison, are you of clear mind now?” Brettley said nothing as he glared at Bethan coldly. His eyes were so cold, Bethan felt as if the surrounding air froze. Still, she met his gaze fearlessly. ”Was this not what you always wanted?” After a while, Brettley smiled mockingly. ”Bethan, pretending to be otherwise the first time is smart, but doing that the second time is just a dumb mistake.”

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