Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 Spare Your Wife Some Dignity

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Her guilty, lowered head seemed to admit an ambiguous. connection with Hugh.

Hugh’s complex gaze locked onto Bethan’s reaction.

He pulled her in front of him and said, “Don’t get the wrong idea. I was just lending a hand.”

Bethan shook off his grip in front of everyone.

She raised her voice deliberately. “Hugh, everyone saw how chummy she was calling you.

“You left me alone at the gala, brought her to our suite, and let her wear my clothes, and you call that just lending a hand?”

Bethan pressed. “Where does that leave me, your wife?”

Their eyes met, and Hugh’s chest tightened.

He stepped closer, looking into her eyes, his voice low 6:55 “Do you have to make this so ugly?”

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He knew Bethan was doing this on purpose.

Her bridge game excuse was a ruse; catching him in the act was her real goal.

She was airing his connection with Megan in public.

She hated him.

She wanted revenge.

She wanted to escalate things, using his grandfather to punish him and Megan.

Seeing Hugh’s grim expression, Bethan turned and buried herself in Edith’s arms.

She feigned distress, sobbing, “Madam Davis, I can’t take this anymore.”

Edith, a longtime friend of Bethan’s grandmother, had once hoped to match Bethan with her grandson.

But with the Olsen and Cavill families’ engagement and Bethan’s devotion to Hugh, Edith had relented. 2/7

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Now, seeing Bethan wronged, Edith’s face darkened with anger. “Hugh! Even if the Olsen family has fallen, as long as I’m alive, you won’t bully Bethy!”

Before Hugh could respond, Nora spoke up, “Mr. Cavill, I thought you were different from other men. Turns out, you’re just as disappointing.”

An older socialite chimed in, “Mr. Cavill, if you’re going to cheat, at least pick someone better than Mrs. Cavill. This low-class woman? Are you trying to disgust your wife?”

Nora’s tone shifted, targeting Elsie beside Megan.

“Ms. Davis, be more selective with your friends. Don’t drag just anyone into our circle.”

Elsie, wary of Nora’s temper, glanced at Edith and stayed silent.

Megan’s hands clenched at her sides.

Why did everyone look down on her, trampling her at every turn?

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Her family background wasn’t far off from Bethan’s.

Her looks, with her refined features, were striking.

Her personality? She’d always been obedient, gentle, and independent around Hugh.

So why did Bethan get to stand tall in high society while she was treated like dirt?

Megan looked at Hugh, aggrieved. “I’m sorry, Mr. Cavill. I’ve caused you trouble again.”

Seeing the crowd pile on Megan, Hugh spoke up, “Go home for now.”

Megan, her goal achieved, had no reason to linger.

She shot Bethan a glance, then turned to leave.

Hugh stepped toward Bethan, taking her hand.

To Edith, he said, “Madam Davis, this is a misunderstanding. I’ll explain everything to my wife.”

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misunderstanding, or I’ll take this to your grandfather to get justice for Bethy.”

Before Edith finished, a brash shout rang out. “You slut, did I say you could leave?”

As the crowd turned, Gwen’s slap landed hard on Megan’s

face.

With a sharp crack, Megan reeled, clutching her cheek and shrieking as she stumbled back.

She looked at Hugh, tears streaming, utterly wronged.

Hugh subtly released Bethan’s hand.

He stepped in front of Megan, giving Gwen a warning glare. “Leave before I lose my temper.”

Gwen tilted her chin defiantly. “Not only will I slap her again, I’ll strip those clothes off her, too! Go on, hit me if you dare!”

Seeing Hugh’s anger, Bethan pulled Gwen to her side, forcing out a few tears. “Hugh, you say it’s a

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Nora, merciless toward cheaters, didn’t hold back. “Mr. Cavill, if you’re going to cheat, at least cover your tracks. Have some shame and spare your wife some dignity.”

Nora’s words sparked a wave of gasps from the crowd.

Hugh stared at Bethan’s tear-reddened eyes, his chest tightening with a suffocating weight.

He stepped closer, took her hand, and said in a negotiating tone, “Let’s talk at home.”

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