Chapter 393 Go Up and Find Out
At the living room doorway, Hugh halted and looked back. Harvey was huffing and puffing on the sofa, clearly fuming. Ryan was berating the servants in a fit of rage, while Fiona stood nearby, sighing deeply. Hugh lowered his eyes, masking the emotions within.
He made his way to his car and leaned against the door, lighting a cigarette.
Arguing was a waste of time.
With the wedding just ten days away, he’d fight for their future, no matter the outcome.
Yet, the next couple of days were a nightmare for Hugh.
He went to the Olsen family’s place to see Bethan, but she locked herself in her room and refused to see him.
When he finally managed to catch her at the neighborhood entrance, she nearly kicked him in the crotch.
Whether they were his calls or WhatsApp messages, she ignored them all.
The snacks and gifts Hugh sent were either left untouch X Close thrown into the
Every time he opened his mouth, Bethan would pester him to be her blood brother.
And if he brought up marriage or tried to get close, she’d lose her temper.
Hugh was at his wits’ end. If this continued, their relationship would surely return to their past hostility.
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With five days left until the wedding, Hugh called Mason from outside Bethan’s apartment building. “Mason, I need a favor,” he said.
That afternoon, when Bethan came out to look for a rental apartment, Mason stopped her at the neighborhood gate.
He opened the car door and urged, “I’ve got something to talk to you about. Get in the car.”
Remembering the time Mason lied about Hugh being drunk, Bethan didn’t fall for it.
She stepped on the car door, hands on her hips, and retorted, “Last time you said Hugh was drunk. This time, are you going to tell me he’s drunk to death?”
Mason forced
Bethan scowled. “Well, you guys lied to me.”
Seeing he couldn’t fool her, Mason dropped the act. “You’ve been chasing Hugh for years. You’re finally close to getting him. Why are you backing out of it now?”
Bethan said seriously, “I’ve just realized that my feelings for Hugh are just sibling-like.”
“Come on! Who are you kidding?” Mason looked utterly skeptical. “We all know your feelings for Hugh. Sibling-like? How can you say that with a straight face?”
Bethan pouted, “I was such a lovestruck fool, but I finally woke up. Can’t I?”
They stared at each other.
Bethan’s determined expression was unwavering.
Mason knew things were getting serious.
After Mason left, Bethan resumed her house-hunting.
Her mom’s emerald jewelry had been appraised at an auction house and was already up for auction. She’d soon get the money.


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