Chapter 48 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

“Mmh.“

“Ah.“ Brettley raised his eyebrows and smiled. “Who knew that Ms. Bethan would be such a caring person to an unknown child?“

Bethan nodded and smiled lightly. “Yes, that’s my biggest flaw. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have tried so hard to be your maid in Blue Bay Villa and almost got myself molested by you, right?“ Bethan deliberately emphasized the word ‘molested’. Lucas, by the side, was suddenly bewildered. He looked at Bethan in shock before he turned to Brettley. Brettley…actually molested Bethan? This was unheard of! All those years working with him, Brettley was so chaste that he never even once showed an ounce of intimacy with his fiancée Cynthal, yet he molested Bethan? Also, from Brettley’s reaction, it did not look like Bethan was lying. Lucas was stumped. Did Bethan not have ill intentions against Brettley? Why was Brettley the one that molested her instead? Perhaps Lucas’ shock was too obvious that Brettley furrowed his brow and ordered, “Please leave.“

“Yes, I ’11 leave at once! “ Lucas immediately turned and left. Before he closed the door, Lucas turned back and threw one last glance at Bethan. “Good luck! “

Bethan and Brettley were speechless. What on earth was that for? Once Lucas left, the atmosphere in the room grew rather amorous. Bethan cleared her throat. “Mr. Morrison, is there anything else? If there is nothing, please take a good rest. I’ll take my leave…“

“I know you have your intentions of getting close to me.“ Brettley gazed at her deeply. “I won’t force you if you don’t want to tell me.“ His voice was low and aloof. “There are many who want to get close to me with a purpose. You’re the only one who succeeded. No matter what you do or what your plans are, remember that Nellie and Bethan Peterson are my bottom line. As long as you don’t place Nellie in any danger or slander Bethan Peterson, I’ll allow you to stay.“ He could just fire her and find another new servant for Nellie, but Nellie might not like the new servant and needed time to get to know another person all over again. At that moment, although Bethan had her intentions, after the Ferris Wheel incident at the amusement park, Brettley was sure Bethan would not harm Nellie. Bethan was even more serious and caring about Nellie than him, her biological father. This was the reason why he allowed Bethan to stay. Bethan smiled. “Mr. Morrison, is your bottom line just the two of them?“ Brettley nodded, and Bethan smiled mockingly. “How about your fiancée, Ms. Peterson?“ Brettley did not expect that Bethan would mention Cynthal. He was stunned for a while, then he smiled. “You seem to be quite hostile toward her.“

“Of course, and she’s also hostile to me.“

Brettley smiled. “That’s true.“

Then, Brettley looked at Bethan. “Somehow, I don’t care what you do to Cynthal. I’m quite looking forward to seeing who’d win.“ Bethan’s heart sank. No wonder he did not mention Cynthal previously; he was waiting for her to do that. He wanted to see who would win between her and Cynthal? Bethan doubted so. Brettley was only trying to give Cynthal some sense of crisis, since he felt that he had spoiled Cynthal too much, perhaps?

After all, Brettley was willing to kill Bethan—who was pregnant with the triplets—back then because of Cynthal, what more at that moment? Unfortunately, back then, Brettley tried to please Cynthal, and it tortured her. At that moment, to please Cynthal, she still had to be tortured. Bethan could not help but feel bitter at the thought, but her smile never faded. “Naturally, I won’t be able to beat Ms. Peterson.“ Whether it be six years ago or six years after, she would always lose to Cynthal. “That’s not necessarily true.“ Brettley closed his eyes. He gently rubbed the middle of his brows that throbbed. “It’s late. Go home. Take Nellie home and rest.“

Bethan nodded, turned, and left. She did not want to spend a single extra moment with this man. She was by the door when Brettley said, “It’s late. Take the little boy back to Blue Bay Villa as well, and get the servants to send him back tomorrow.“ Bethan shuddered a little. “Mr. Morrison, he drugged you and landed you in the hospital. Are…you mad at him?“

“Not really,“ said Brettley rather flatly. “Technically, I should be mad, but I can’t seem to get mad at him. I quite like him.“ Bethan’s heart skipped a beat. “Understood.“ Then, she opened the door, left, and never turned back once. The door was shut once more. Brettley sighed. He picked up the cup by the nightstand and took a sip.

It was only after he drank that he recalled Bethan had drunk from the same cup a moment ago. He put the cup down. Was this considered an indirect Speaking of kisses, Brettley shut his eyes. The scene where he almost kissed Bethan in the villa replayed in his mind, and it puzzled him. After Bethan Peterson left, he never had eyes on any other women. However, that night, the other Bethan captivated and enamored him. He could not help but want to get closer to her. He wanted to kiss her. Brettley shut his eyes and smiled bitterly. What happened to him? He swore to only have feelings for Bethan Peterson forever. Not only was she alive, but she even sent a daughter back to him. What was he doing then? Having urges for a woman he barely knew for a month? After a while, Brettley got Lucas to enter. “Sir.” Brettley did not look too well, but he said, “Go to the office and bring me the documents for tomorrow.” Lucas was stunned. “Sir, are you planning to work around the clock? Your body just…” Brettley, who was leaning by the head of the bed, swept a glance at Lucas. Lucas immediately zipped his mouth. “I’ll go now! “ He rushed out of the room right after. (Bethan, did you piss Brettley off? He’s so mad that he wants to work late into the night! ] Lucas texted Bethan as he walked to the car park.

Bethan took Nellie and Neil back to Blue Bay Villa, and she texted Anne that Neil was with her on the way there.

“Tsk, tsk! The scumbag’s house is pretty nice.“ It was Neil’s first time in the villa. As he eyed the villa’s understated luxury, he could not help but scoff, “ The four of us lived in a dozen square meters space when we were overseas, but he lived in such a huge place here alone! “ Bethan furrowed her brows. “Neil, watch what you’re saying! “ Luckily, the maids were off work at that time, or they would have been in big trouble if someone overheard him! “I ‘ve looked around, and no else but the three of us are in this building right now.“ Neil smiled cheekily and raised his pinky finger, tugging at Bethan’s fingers. “Mommy, I know what you’re worried about. I’ll be good! “

“Tsk.“ Nellie rolled her eyes at Neil. She crossed her arms at her chest and sat on the sofa angrily. “If you were, you wouldn’t have landed Daddy in the hospital and Mommy taking the blame for you.“ The more she spoke, the angrier she got. “Neil, I know you and Nigel hate Daddy, but now isn’t the time for payback! We still need Daddy’s help for Nigel’s sickness.“ Nellie referring to Brettley as Daddy did not sit well with Neil. He pursed his lips. “Since when have you gotten so close with him?“

“This has nothing to do with closeness.“ Nellie panicked a little. “We genuinely need his help right now! “ Seeing how flushed Nellie’s face was, Neil helplessly pursed his lips. “Okay, fine. I know I did wrong. There won’t be a next time.“ He only wanted to play a prank on Brettley, but who knew that the scumbag would have such a weak stomach?

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