Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12 You Can Afford to Divorce Me?

She wasn’t pregnant.

Her vomiting was clearly because she was disgusted by him.

Bethan felt a pang of irony.

It was him who didn’t want a child, not her.

“Let me know when you’re available,” she said, then headed for the door without looking back.

Hugh tossed the test kit into the trash can and blocked her at the door. “It’s pouring outside in the middle of the night. Where are you going?”

Bethan stared at him blankly, enunciating each word, “Anywhere, as long as I can divorce you!”

They locked eyes. “You sure?” Hugh asked.

“Damn right I’m sure!” Bethan shot back.

These days had been pure torture for her.

The pain of being betrayed by the man she loved was uriving her crazy.

If she stayed any longer, she felt she’d lose it.

Hugh let out a sarcastic laugh.

Bethan was stunned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Hugh said, “Bethan, do you really think you can afford to divorce me?”

Bethan stood there, stunned.

Hugh shut the front door behind them, then took the suitcase from her and tried to grab her hand to lead her into the living room.

Bethan snapped, yanking her hand away, “Get off me, what did you mean by what you said just now, Hugh?”

“Let’s talk upstairs,” Hugh said, reaching for her hand again.

Bethan shrugged him off. “I don’t wanna stay here!”

“Come on, Bethan. We’re still married,” Hugh reminded her.

That was the last straw. Bethan was on the verge of a breakdown. She pushed Hugh hard and made a dash for the 2/6 door.

But Hugh was quicker. He grabbed her around the waist, hoisted her over his shoulder, and started striding up the stairs.

Bethan struggled all the way, but Hugh carried her right back to the bedroom.

He plopped her down on the bed, breathing a bit heavily from the struggle. “Just calm down for a second. I’ll take a shower,” he said.

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