Chapter 5\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas bent one knee, resting his hand beside Bethany in the dim light. He tilted his head slightly and leaned closer, his ear hovering near her lips as he waited for her reply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman, who had been weeping moments ago, was caught off guard by her husband\u2019s sudden appearance. Bethany didn\u2019t dare to cry, yet she couldn\u2019t stop herself from sniffling. Her small nose twitched as she tried to hold it in, making her look oddly adorable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a heavy nasal tone, she changed the subject. \u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas\u2018 dark eyes flickered, and a devilish smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. \u201cWell\u2026 I saw a beautiful woman cry, and I couldn\u2019t bring myself to walk away. So, I came to see who hurt her so badly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused before continuing lazily, \u201cI didn\u2019t expect it to be my own.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her brows knitted as she eyed him warily. \u201cI would appreciate it if you respected my boundaries, Mr. Brannon. We\u2019re just in a marriage of convenience. We\u2019re not that close.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as her words fell, the air went still.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas lost interest and took a step back. His ink\u2013black eyes narrowed slightly as he said, \u201cMarriage of convenience or not, you\u2019re still my wife.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pulled open the door of his outrageously flashy purple Bugatti and beckoned to Bethany. \u201cWhere to? Get in.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany pursed her lips. The dull ache in her chest was now gone. \u201cI\u2019m good, thanks.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas clicked his tongue. \u201cHurry up. I don\u2019t want to end up in the news because my wife is crying over another man. That would piss me off.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had no choice but to climb into the passenger seat. Besides, she wasn\u2019t in the best state of mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany had never ridden in a sports car before. Noah was the composed, no\u2013nonsense type, so he usually drove sedans or\u00a0<\/p>\n
SUVS.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naturally, his garage probably had one or two sports cars. However, she had never been worthy of sitting in them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany turned to look out the window, and Silas glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Her eyes were still wet, the corners tinged red.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWere you dumped?\u201d he asked solemnly this time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Bethany looked at him, she noticed a faint tattoo peeking out at his collarbone. \u201cYeah, sort of. But don\u2019t worry, he\u2019s already an ex. He won\u2019t cause you any trouble.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBesides, we agreed to stay out of each other\u2019s personal lives. So, you\u2019re free to do whatever you want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
If anyone was famous for his love life, it was the heir of the Brannon family.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas pulled up in front of Bethany\u2019s apartment building. \u201cIs an hour enough? Pack up your belongings and come home with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHuh? You want me to come home with you?\u201d Bethany was dumbfounded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah. Or what, you want to live separately?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Realization dawned on her. \u201cThis can wait, no? I\u2019ll move in after our families meet,\u201d she responded indifferently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany was in no hurry to move because she hadn\u2019t yet gotten her hands on the shares.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas pressed his tongue against his right cheek. \u201cAlright. Suit yourself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 5\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as she hopped out, the flashy sports car sped off and vanished from her sight. \u201cWas he\u2026 upset?\u201d she wondered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah was driven back to the villa at Cerulean Cove at 11:00 pm. He had settled Bethany there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t expected the driver to bring him here. A single light was left on in the entryway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He loosened his tie and instinctively called out Bethany\u2019s name. \u201cBeth, make me a cup of hangover remedy!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a while, no one answered. It hit him then that he had driven her away earlier that day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He leaned back on the couch, covering his eyes with his hand. When he heard soft footsteps, his lips curled slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No matter how harsh Bethany\u2019s words had been, it seemed that she still could not bring herself to leave him. Yet, when he opened his eyes and saw who it was, his expression turned cold. \u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Judy stiffened. \u201cOf course it\u2019s me, Mr. Vazquez. Ms. Porter is on a business trip and hasn\u2019t returned yet. I heard footsteps and knew that you must have returned home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re drunk, Mr. Vazquez. Let me make you some hangover remedy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat won\u2019t be necessary, Judy,\u201d Noah cut her off impatiently. \u201cGo back to your room and get some sleep. I\u2019m heading upstairs.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Judy pursed her lips. She was well aware that he only drank Bethany\u2019s hangover remedy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, all hangover remedies tasted the same to her. Judy couldn\u2019t understand his strange habit.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah massaged his temples and fished out his phone, pulling up his chat with Bethany. Most of the messages were from her. He had read them and never replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pressed his lips together in a thin line and typed, \u201cWhere are you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In a heartbeat, his irritation flared, and he deleted the words one by one. Then, he turned off his phone and tossed it aside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It seemed that he had spoiled her rotten. That must be the reason she had forgotten her place. It was just an argument, yet she had the nerve to stay away from home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next morning, dark circles sat heavily under Bethany\u2019s eyes. With those dark shadows, she entered the office prepared to treat the day as her last.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mom\u2019s been pushing me to go back home to get married, Mandy. Today might be my last day. I\u2019ve already sent you all the handover files by email.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mandy was surprised that Bethany was leaving in such a hurry. \u201cDo you not want your salary?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany tugged at her lips. \u201cYeah.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mandy pondered for a moment. \u201cGive me half a day. I\u2019ll talk to TIR and help you get a resignation letter. It\u2019ll be easier for you when you join another company then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany considered it and figured that half a day wouldn\u2019t hurt. So, she said, \u201cAlright, thank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, she sat at her desk and packed up her personal belongings. To her surprise, Noah showed up to work that morning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany focused on what she was doing. Even when she felt his gaze burning into the back of her head, she didn\u2019t look up until a pair of black leather shoes came into view.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah towered over her, tapping her desk with his finger. \u201cCome to my office, Ms. Porter.\u201d With that, he turned and walked away coldly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 5\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany wanted nothing more than to smash the cactus on her desk into his face. Yet, she thought better of it. After all, they\u00a0<\/p>\n
were both adults. There was no need to make a scene.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hence, she pushed open the door to Noah\u2019s office. \u201cWhat did you want to see me about, Mr. Vazquez?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah lifted his chin and nodded at the door behind her. \u201cClose it and come here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany left the door slightly ajar and stopped several steps away from him. \u201cWhat do you need, Mr. Vazquez?\u201d she repeated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah curled his lips into a mocking smile. \u201cYou used to beg me to hold you while you slept. Why are you standing so far away now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve resigned, Mr. Vazquez,\u201d she responded calmly. \u201cI won\u2019t be your employee for much longer. What\u2019s wrong with keeping my distance?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve resigned?\u201d A cold glint flashed in his eyes. \u201cWho gave you permission to resign?\u201d He sneered, \u201cYour little trick won\u2019t work on me, Bethany.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany plastered a smile on her face. \u201cI don\u2019t have time to play games.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah demanded, \u201cIn that case, why are you resigning? Was I not paying you enough? Or do you really think there\u2019s a company out there that can pay you more than me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A smile crept onto her face. \u201cIt\u2019s not about the pay. My family set me up on a blind date. I\u2019m going home to get married,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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