Chapter 92 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

“He also hopes that his ex-wife, Bethan Peterson, would understand his sincerity in waiting for her return after she sees this news report.“

It was particularly ironic to hear a news report when they were both in such a state.

Bethan’s lips curled up in a taunting smile. All these years, he built himself an image as a loyal, doting husband. If it was not because Bethan knew him too well, she almost believed him.

Time and time again, he had expressed his impulsive desire for the current Bethan, yet he acted as if all he could think of and all he missed was the old Bethan Peterson.

Disgusted, she smirked coldly at the thought. “I see; it’s because you still love your ex—wife deeply. Your love for her is as deep as the seven seas.“

Her taunt and ridicule were obvious in her tone.

Brettley narrowed his eyes, grabbed the remote control, and threw it at the television.

With a bang, the news stopped.

“Get out, “ he opened his mouth, voice freezing cold like a January snowstorm.

Bethan laughed lightly. “I didn’t come here to visit you in the first place, so thank you for letting me go.“

With that, she smiled faintly and walked toward his bedside, raised her hand, and took the fruits and gifts from the top of the bedside cabinet. “Goodbye.“

Brettley squinted as he eyed her leaving form, holding the gifts in her hands, and eyes as long as a frozen lake.

Bethan clutched the gifts and walked to Natasha’s hospital ward. The news about Cynthal studying abroad in Australia repeated on television.

Standing at the doorway, Bethan looked at Natasha, her eyes fixed on the television as the nurse fed her patiently, and she felt a prick of residual jealousy.

In the end, Cynthal was still the one her mother carried in her heart.

Even though she knew about the things Cynthal did to Nellie, she was still worried about Cynthal…

“Are you here to see the patient?“

She did not know how much time had passed when a nurse’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts.

The nurse’s voice made Natasha look toward them.

“Ms. Bethan?“ She frowned and hesitated for a second but still forced a smile onto her face. “Come in.“

Bethan pursed her lips, sighed, and entered the room as she placed the fruits and health supplements on the bedside cabinet.

“Ms. Bethan, I didn’t expect you to come visit me.“ Natasha smiled awkwardly in Bethan’s direction. “I know about everything that happened at the birthday party.“

She looked at Bethan solemnly. “I should be thanking you. Even though my older daughter is so irresponsible, refusing to come back all these years, I ‘m grateful that you’ve been taking care of Nellie for so long.“

Bethan pursed her lips as she offered a polite smile. “I used to be Ms. Nellie’s servant, and this is what I should do.“

“Sigh.“ Natasha then made up an excuse and diverted the nurse out of the ward. After the nurse left, she signaled at Bethan to close the door. “As a mother, I hold responsibility, too.

“I never expected Cynthal would do something like this to Nellie… It’s my fault. I failed to properly educate her.“

With that, she raised her eyes and looked into Bethan’s eyes. “But there must be a misunderstanding about Cynthal wanting to harm Nellie.“

Her words made Bethan’s heart sink deep into the pit of her chest.

Since she knew about the birthday party, then she must know that the evidence Bethan produced could explain everything.

Alas, Natasha’s current attitude showed that she did not believe those pieces of evidence at all—she only believed Cynthal.

Bethan smiled bitterly in her mind.

She was Natasha’s daughter as well, but Natasha believed without a doubt that she left Brettley all those years ago because she had an affair.

“Ms. Bethan.“ Seeing Bethan’s solemn expression, Natasha frowned and thought it was because she was not polite enough, so she tried her best to make herself sound more humble, “Don’t misunderstand, I’m not saying I don’t believe you.

“You did it for Nellie, and I ‘m sure it wasn’t easy to find all those pieces of evidence either, but all that…“

Natasha measured her words carefully. “I know my daughter best. If my elder daughter did all these things to my younger daughter, I could understand, but my younger daughter isn’t like that at all, so…“

Bethan’s heart froze completely.

Natasha said that if she was the one who purposely tried to harm Cynthal’s child, she could understand why.

Understand what?

That her mother believed Bethan was someone who would do something like that and that Cynthal would not, right?

Bethan then realized she should not have come. Six years had passed; everything had changed.

Her mother who loved her and trusted her the most was just Cynthal’s mother alone from then on.

“Mrs. Peterson.“

Sucking in a deep breath, Bethan raised her eyes and looked into Natasha’s, trying her best to make her voice cold and emotionless, “I know it’s hard for you to accept your daughter’s actions. After all, every daughter is her parents’ treasure. Nellie is like a daughter to me—she’s my treasure, too.

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