A Mix-up Made Me His Enemy’s Woman 111
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That day, apart from conducting interviews, Bethany hadn’t expected to dine alone with a colleague.
“Ms. Porter, you can just call me by my name,” Nora said, smiling.
Bethany smiled back. “Alright. You can call me by my name, too. At work, I’m the CEO, but after hours, we’re equals.”
Nora liked this kind of straightforward boss very much. “Okay, Bethany.”
Evan usually loved to eat, but that day, despite the small cakes and various meats laid out in front of him, his eyes were fixed unblinkingly on Nora across the table. It was as though he feared that the moment he blinked, she would disappear.
Nora found it curious. She asked, “Do I look a lot like your mom?”
At this point, Evan had calmed down somewhat. “Yes, very much!”
Nora sensed that this wasn’t an appropriate topic. Perhaps the child’s mother had already passed away, so she did not pursue it further.
Bethany was likewise unaware of Evan’s history. She could only look after the child while chatting idly with Nora.
“You’ve been overseas all these years. Why did you decide to return? There should be better opportunities abroad,” Bethany said.
At least, she herself could not offer investment–bank–level pay.
Nora seemed used to the question. She explained, “My whole family has moved back, and I’m planning to return to marry my boyfriend. He wants to build his career here, so I came back
with him.”
“Congratulations. Are you getting married soon?”
“Probably by the end of next month,” Nora replied frankly. “Would this affect my work at Elysian?
“Not at all,” Bethany said, shaking her head. “You don’t strike me as someone who’d become a full–time housewife after marriage.”
Nora smiled. “Exactly. It might be nice, but it’s not for me.
With that, Bethany’s remaining doubts were fully dispelled. She sent Silas a message. After all,
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Evan was his nephew, and he knew the situation best.
When the meal ended, Bethany took the initiative to settle the bill as Nora instinctively
reached for her wallet.
She asked, “How much? I’ll split it with you.”
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“No need,” Bethany said. “Let’s call it a welcome–back dinner. If you really feel bad about it, you can treat me next time.”
It was just a meal, and without Evan, they wouldn’t have been there together at all—so it was only right that Bethany paid.
Although Evan was holding Bethany’s hand, his eyes never left Nora.
“May I know your name?” He seemed to have finally accepted that she was not his mother.
Nora gently ruffled his short hair. “Of course. My name is Nora. You can call me Ms. Nora.
Evan quietly etched that name into his memory. “Ms. Nora, where do you live?” he asked, still unwilling to give up.
The question was cut short by the late–arriving Silas. “Sorry, I’m late. Evan, it’s rude to ask someone for their address like that. Are you looking for trouble?”
Usually intimidated by Silas, Evan spoke up stubbornly this time. “I have my reasons! She looks just like my mom!”
Silas followed his gaze to Nora and said calmly, “I’m sorry for the trouble.”
Then he lowered his head and warned Evan, “Don’t lie. You’ve never even seen her. How can you say she looks like your mom? It’s late. Have you finished your homework? Come home
with me.”
Silas lifted Evan up effortlessly. Evan struggled hard, and Bethany couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. “I’m sorry, Nora. You should head back now. See you tomorrow.”
Nora glanced at Evan with a trace of sympathy. “I’m fine. Don’t be angry with him. See you tomorrow.”
Only after Nora disappeared into the distance did Evan burst into tears.
“Evan,” Silas said sternly.
Evan ignored him and kept crying.
“Why are you so harsh?” Bethany approached Evan and gently coaxed, “Alright, alright. Be good. Don’t cry.”
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Evan jumped out of his uncle’s arms and clung tightly to Bethany’s hand. “Uncle Silas, I’m not talking to you anymore!”
He cried the entire ride home. Bethany stayed with him in the back seat while Silas drove.
Silas himself had never seen Evan’s mother.
The matter was a deep wound in Julian’s heart–one he never dared to touch. All he knew was that one day his brother had brought home a baby, claiming it was from a former girlfriend.
When their father demanded to know where the child’s mother was, Silas still remembered
the sorrow on Julian’s face.
After that, Julian never remarried, though he claimed otherwise to the outside world. And Jeremy, for the sake of Evan, stopped pressing him.
Exhausted from crying, Evan had fallen asleep by the time they reached the Brennan residence.
Bethany was about to carry Evan in when Silas stopped her. “I’ll do it. He’s heavier than he looks. You won’t manage.”
She didn’t insist and followed him inside.
At this hour, Evan was already asleep, so Silas asked the housekeeper to look after the child.
After a long phone call with Julian by the window, he suddenly turned and saw Bethany sitting in the garden, gazing up at the moon. He approached her quietly. “Is it beautiful?”
Bethany turned in surprise, her eyes wide.
He chuckled softly. “I meant the moon, not myself. I’m obviously good–looking.”
Bethany muttered, “What a narcissist.”
“What? I didn’t hear you. Say it again.” He leaned closer.
Her cheeks flushed. “If you didn’t hear it, then forget it.”
He naturally took her hand. “Alright. Let’s make up. Don’t torture me anymore. You avoiding me these days has been miserable.”
“W–Who said I was avoiding you?” Bethany replied awkwardly.
“It was my fault,” he said easily. “I won’t do it again. But you can’t keep pushing me away.
Bethany lowered her head. “I know.”
With their reconciliation, Silas finally relaxed.
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“But in the future, don’t go touching people so casually,” Bethany protested. She didn’t think that the slap she had given him had been wrong.
Silas merely smiled faintly. “Alright.”
Bethany fell silent, inexplicably sensing that he didn’t appear bothered at all.
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