Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 315

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In the quiet room, the harder Bethan struggled, the tighter Hugh held on.

A thin sheen of sweat broke out on her skin.

She forced herself to stay calm, enunciating each word. “Hugh, we’re divorced!

“Forget Calvin hugging me today. Even if I slept with him, it’s none of your damn business!”

Before she could finish, Hugh snapped. “Bethan, you wouldn’t dare!”

They stared at each other intently.

Bethan’s voice was icy calm. “What wouldn’t I dare? If I wanted to, plenty of great guys would line up for me!”

Her words triggered him. Hugh crashed his lips against hers, wild and unrestrained.

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her.

His hands moved quickly, sliding down her shoulder straps and undoing the clasp with ease.

The strength gap between them left Bethan helpless to break free.

When her dress loosened at the back, panic shot through her.

“Hugh, you’re crazy!”

She clung to the fabric, desperate to keep it from slipping.

Hugh gripped her waist, his voice low and hoarse, his eyes red with unbridled desire.

He held her firmly, his touch gentle yet possessive as he nipped her earlobe. “Bethan, you can only be mine.

“Anyone who touches you, I’ll kill them,” he growled.

Bethan was terrified.

She’d always known Hugh was a jerk-dark and twisted

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But she’d never imagined how terrifying he could be when he lost control

She pushed at him frantically, but he wouldn’t budge.

Hugh breathed in her familiar scent, reluctant to let go.

His domineering actions left him breathless as he fought to rein in his impulses,

“You’re mine,” he repeated, “I won’t let anyone else have YOU”

Bethan was a mess. Beared, flustered, and confused,

If she’d known this would happen, she never would’ve come to the restroom alone,

Just as their struggle renched a fever pitch, Alina’s voice called out from outside the door.

Bethan froze, her heart jumping into her throat.

If anyone saw them like this, she’d never be able to explain herself.

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People always side with power. They’d say she was greedy for the Cavill family’s wealth, that she couldn’t bear to let go of Hugh.

They’d accuse her of throwing herself at the wealthy heir, trying to seduce him into remarrying.

Bethan clutched her dress tightly, not daring to move or speak, pressed against Hugh’s chest.

Moments later, Mason’s voice came, telling Alina Hugh was downstairs.

A few minutes after that, Mason knocked on the door. “The coast is clear. You can come out now.”

Hugh hesitated, then finally let her go.

Bethan scrambled to fix her dress.

Slap!

She slapped Hugh hard across the face.

They stared at each other, shock hanging in the air.

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Bethan didn’t give him a chance to react. She threw open

the door and fled.

Mason stood in the doorway, his gaze flicking to the marks on Bethan’s neck. He nodded toward the restroom.

Bethan felt a rush of humiliation flood through her, her disheveled state only adding to the weight of it.

She quickly brushed her hair over her neck, desperately trying to hide the marks, and rushed to the restroom.

Mason stepped into the room, the lingering tension thick

in the air.

He handed Hugh a cigarette. “You held it together all night, and one hug from Calvin pushed you over the edge?”

Hugh walked to the window, holding the cigarette between his fingers.

His back was to Mason, hiding his expression.

Mason joined him, teasing. “Did I hear a slap out there a minute ago?”

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Hugh touched his cheek lightly, where Bethan’s handprint still stung.

He glanced at Mason but said nothing.

After finishing the cigarette, they headed downstairs.

Bethan emerged from the restroom, borrowing a shawl from Gloria to cover her neck.

She said goodbye to Tristen and left early.

Arthur tugged at the shawl’s tassels. “Bethan, you cold?”

Bethan kept a straight face. “I accidentally got my dress wet in the restroom. It doesn’t look appropriate.”

Henry was tired, so Calvin left with Bethan.

At the entrance, Henry clung to Bethan’s hand. “Daddy, I wanna go to Godmom’s house!”

Calvin picked him up. “Godmom’s tired tonight, and she has work tomorrow. Be good, Henry.”

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Henry pouted. “Daddy, come with me! We’ll sleep with Godmom, and you can drive her to work tomorrow!”

Before Henry could finish, Arthur came over and tugged his ear. “Little rascal, you’re not finding yourself a mom, you’re finding your dad a wife!”

Calvin apologized to Bethan, embarrassed. “Sorry, Dr. Olsen. Kids say the darndest things. I’ll talk to him when we get home.”

After Calvin and Henry left, Bethan, Barry, and Arthur drove home together.

Arthur muttered as he drove. “Bethan, Byron’s kid is tiny but sneaky. You gotta watch out.”

Bethan laughed. “He’s just a kid, no need to make a big deal out of it.”

Barry leaned against her seat. “Hey, why does that Elsie keep picking on you?”

Bethan pressed her lips together, not answering directly.

She turned to Arthur and Barry. “Hugh’s a jerk, but don’t

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go provoking him. You’ll get hurt.”

Arthur and Barry nodded guiltily in unison.

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The next day, Bethan went straight to Tristen’s office.

“Tristen,” she said, “Mr. Keating’s sleep has improved a bit, but full recovery will take time. He’s stopped treatment for weeks now.”

Tristen set down his papers. “You’re his doctor, try calling him. If he doesn’t want to continue, don’t push it. We have to respect his wishes.”

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