Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342 She Won’t Come Back

Spotting Bethan at the stairwell, Hugh called out to her. In response, she turned cold-faced and started ascending the stairs.

Hugh watched her retreating figure, whispering her name like a mantra and muttering. “It hurts so bad.”

He tried to rise and stop her, but his legs gave way, and Hugh dropped to the floor with a thud.

The pain in his heart and the physical ache merged into one overpowering sensation. He curled up in agony, his gaze fixed blankly on the stairwell.

His lips trembled, yet no sound escaped.

Once again, she’d ignored his suffering and left him behind.

It was clear. Her love had faded away. Completely.

Hugh’s face was deathly pale, a sign of his utter exhaustion. He couldn’t fathom a life without Bethan.

He’d realized his mistakes.

So why couldn’t she give him another chance?

Why was she punishing him like this? And why was she so cold?

Just then, Jacob returned with the medicine. Seeing Hugh on

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the floor, he rushed over. “Mr. Cavill!” he exclaimed.

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Swiftly, Jacob helped Hugh onto the sofa and fed him the pills. “Hang in there, Mr. Cavill. The medicine’ll make you feel better soon.”

After making sure Hugh swallowed the pills, Jacob set about clearing up the mess on the floor.

Hugh lay quietly on the sofa, his eyes closing gently. “She won’t come back…”

Tears welled up and trickled down his cheeks, seeping into his heart and dampening his soul.

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In the dead of night, the temperature on the small island villa dropped significantly. Hugh dragged his heavy body back to the bedroom. Bethan was already sound asleep.

Standing beside the bed, he stared blankly at her sleeping face, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

He’d been in such excruciating pain that he’d almost fainted, yet she could sleep so peacefully.

How cold-hearted she is!

The pain in his heart and body merged, leaving him numb all

over.

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He lay down beside her, gently pulling her into his arms through the quilt.

It is my fault.

He’d gradually worn away her passion for him and destroyed her love.

I deserve this.

Hugh’s body instinctively moved closer to hers, and his arm around her tightened, but he didn’t lift the quilt to cover himself.

Bethan disliked that his heart had once fluttered for another

woman.

She thought he’d had an emotional affair during their marriage and considered him “dirty”.

That was why she refused to eat the food he made and resisted his closeness.

In the pitch-black room, only a faint sliver of moonlight seeped through the curtain.

Perhaps due to exhaustion, or the medicine he’d taken, or simply because Bethan was by his side, Hugh, who’d been tortured by insomnia for so long, finally fell asleep.

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When dawn broke, Hugh woke up to find the space beside him

empty.

Panic seized him immediately.

He leaped out of bed and rushed from the bedroom’s bathroom all the way downstairs and then outside.

Jacob spotted him and quickly pointed towards the beach. “Mr. Cavill, Mrs. Cavill went down to the beach.”

At his words, Hugh’s steps became erratic, and he dashed towards the shore like a madman

Only when he saw Bethan standing safely by the sea did he stop.

Bethan was wearing a white dress, standing on the soft sand with the seawater reaching up to her calves.

She stretched out her arms, tilted her head slightly, and let the sea breeze tousle her long hair and the hem of her white dress.

The early-morning sun cast a glow, blending her in the white dress with the blue sea and sky.

Hugh stared at her figure, lost in a daze.

His mind was filled with memories of their honeymoon on this

island.

Bethan loved the hustle and bustle and yearned for romance, while he preferred tranquility and solitude.

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Although Bethan had planned a honeymoon trip to Europe, she’d finally compromised and accompanied him to this isolated island.

During that month, they’d been blissfully happy.

They’d wake up in each other’s arms in the morning and take strolls on the beach at sunset.

Bethan adored frolicking and splashing in the water on this beach.

Whenever she asked Hugh something and he didn’t respond, she’d playfully splash water at him and then pout, clinging to him for a hug.

She’d strip off her Bohemian-style long dress right in front of him, revealing her sexy swimsuit, and then sweetly ask, “Hugh, teach me how to swim!”

On this sandy shore, they’d hold hands, embrace, and share passionate kisses.

When the passion got the better of them, they’d end up rolling around on the sand, having sex.

After those intense moments, Bethan would always lie on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while daydreaming about their married life.

She’d say with a twinkle in her eye, “Hugh, I’m gonna have two

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