Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 120

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Their eyes locked, and Bethan’s already ghostly face paled further.

This was the real Hugh.

He was ruthless and uncompromising, a man who played for keeps.

As she turned to leave, he grabbed her shoulder, his voice firm. “If you want to leave, eat first.”

Bethan froze, then relented, stepping into the dining

room.

The breakfast was lavish, but every bite tasted like ash.

Hugh lingered in the doorway, watching her force down. each bite.

When she finished and stood to leave, he didn’t stop her.

His gaze tracked her frail silhouette, his voice low and 0:16 deliberate. “My time’s valuable, and I won’t waste it on

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reminder and a warning, “don’t bother coming back.”

Bethan walked out without answering.

Deep down, she believed there was always a way out.

Back at the hospital, Vincent delivered grim news- Miranda’s condition was worsening.

The doctor urged transferring her to a specialized facility or bringing in Allanson Price, the overseas expert who’d treated her before.

Bethan stood frozen in the corridor, dizziness washing over her.

Allanson had been Hugh’s arrangement.

He’d never contacted the Olsens directly or shared his details.

In a panic, Bethan thought of Tristen.

She dialed his number three times, but it went straight to

voicemail.

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His surgeries could stretch from several hours to well over a dozen, depending on the complexity.

But Miranda’s time was running out. Bethan could not

afford to wait.

In just a few days, Vincent seemed to have aged years.

He looked at Bethan, his lips parted as though to speak, but no words came.

They stood in the corridor, wrapped in heavy silence.

Around noon, Fiona arrived to visit Miranda.

Vincent excused himself to smoke outside, leaving the

room.

Bethan poured Fiona a glass of water, her hands steady despite the storm inside.

Fiona hesitated, her voice soft with guilt. “Bethy, I raised a rotten son, and I’ve got no right to say much to you. But watching you two tear each other apart-it’s breaking my heart.”

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She knew that if Hugh wouldn’t let go, he’d use every trick to keep this marriage intact.

The harder Bethan fought, the more she’d lose.

Fiona’s tone was gentle but sharp. “Bethy, sometimes, when you’re cornered, swallowing your pride can be a kind of strength. I’m not picking sides-I just want you to see that bending a little can open doors you didn’t know existed.”

Bethan’s gaze dropped, her heart sinking.

Hugh’s intellect and cunning were unmatched. She was no match for him.

For every step she took, he was already three ahead, leaving her no room to maneuver.

Fiona pressed on. “Think of your parents and your brother. I don’t want you throwing away your future just to prove a point.”

Béthan’s expression softened, her resolve wavering. 20:16

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in Hugh’s web because you’ve leaned on love, not

leverage. Treat your marriage like a deal, and you’ll find your footing.”

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After Fiona left, Bethan sat in the ward, her eyes flickering between resolve and doubt.

She glanced into the corridor, where her father paced, his back hunched, his steps heavy with worry. Her heart, already battered, ached unbearably.

Her parents had raised her with every comfort, never raising their voices to her.

When they learned of her failure, they didn’t blame her. Instead, they sold heirloom jewelry to fund her freedom, supporting her move abroad.

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