In His Arms, Against Her Will

Chapter 3 We're Over!

Pain gripped Bethany's heart uncontrollably. The fury of betrayal, the disdain for Owen's character, and the lingering affection in her heart made Bethany's steps falter, almost unable to walk.

As if by telepathy, Owen looked up towards the window.

Bethany was startled and quickly hid in the corner of the corridor, afraid of being seen by him. At this moment, she didn't want to see him. She was afraid that she would lose control, question him, and curse him. She didn't want to make a scene in front of the hotel.

Two hotel attendants pushed a trolley past her, laden with things like bedsheets for guests. Their conversation drifted clearly into Bethany's ears.

"Such a high-end cashmere coat, just thrown away like that. Tsk, tsk, Jessica, you're so lucky."

"Yes! Just in time for my son to wear! Feel it, the texture is unbelievably soft!" The middle-aged woman called Jessica happily shook open the cashmere coat in her hand, looking it up and down with delight.

Bethany glanced at the coat in the attendant's hand and was stunned. That coat, she knew it all too well. It was on her body just twenty minutes ago.

Sullivan's coat.

The luxurious and understated lining, the "H" embroidered with gold thread, dazzled her eyes.

A coat worth tens of thousands of dollars, thrown away just like that, just because she wore it? The feeling of being looked down upon and humiliated arose spontaneously.

She really overestimated Sullivan. This kind of man was a typical hypocrite. On the surface, he was the epitome of gentlemanly demeanor, but in private, he was petty and snobbish!

If he had a cleanliness obsession, couldn't he just wash it? Throwing it away... Right, someone like her, a poor girl, everything she touched must carry the bacteria of the lower class!

The anger that had been building up all day finally reached its peak. Bethany took out Sullivan's business card and dialed his number.

The call connected quickly. Bethany hadn't even organized her thoughts when she heard Sullivan's calm voice. "Yes?"

'Yes, your head! Acting like some big shot!'

Bethany gripped the phone tightly and said word by word, "Sullivan, I've thought about it. I refuse your proposal!"

She held her breath, waiting. Waiting for Sullivan to ask. "Why?" Then she would immediately tell him without mercy. "Even if I'm ruined, I won't make a deal with a hypocritical and mean person!"

Bethany waited for ten seconds, twenty seconds, but Sullivan didn't ask anything. Just as she was feeling extremely frustrated, she suddenly heard Sullivan reply calmly on the phone. "Okay."

That's it?

Bethany looked at the disconnected phone in her hand, so angry that she almost wanted to throw it out!

Why! Why did everyone in the world want to bully her? Being used by Owen, being despised by the rich, being photographed in compromising positions by paparazzi! Which god did she offend! Why was life so unfair!

Bethany held her breath and angrily got off the elevator.

"Bethany! You're finally out! Let me explain!" Owen had wiped the blood from his nose, and his fair and gentle face had returned to its handsome and elegant appearance.

Seeing Bethany coming out of the elevator, he took a few steps forward and grabbed her arm, refusing to let go.

With people coming and going, Bethany didn't want to get entangled with him and said with a cold face, "Owen, it's over between us. Let go of me. If you don't let go within ten seconds, I'll call the police."

"Bethany, I did use you, but it was for our future! Wade promised me that as long as I helped him ruin Sullivan's reputation, the position of Director of Maya Advertising would be mine! Director of Maya, Bethany! After I get promoted and save up for half a year, we'll have enough money to buy a house and get married!" Owen held Bethany's arm and pleaded with her in a low voice.

Bethany frowned. "Who is Wade?"

Thinking there was still a chance, Owen hurriedly explained. "Wade is Sullivan's cousin. He wants to fight for the inheritance rights of Hutson. Their grandfather attaches great importance to one's lifestyle. If there's a problem with Sullivan in this regard, Wade can take the opportunity to rise to power."

So that's how it is! A sarcastic smile curved Bethany's lips. "So you disregarded my life for the sake of your own promotion and wealth?"

"Bethany, I did it for our future! I know you've been wronged, and I'll make it up to you!" Owen gripped Bethany's arm, starting to panic.

"I have no future with you! Owen, it's over between us! Don't ever pester me again! Otherwise, I'll call the police!" Bethany stared into Owen's eyes, took out her phone from her pocket, and made a gesture to dial the emergency number.

"Okay, okay, I'll let go. Bethany, calm down!" Seeing that Bethany was serious, Owen quickly let go of her in fear.

"Bethany, it's my fault. Don't be angry. I'll be heartbroken if you ruin your health in anger!" Owen looked at Bethany with concern.

He was best at sweet talk, such attentive words... If it was before, she would have found them sweet and heartwarming, but now, hearing them only made her feel sick.

Bethany straightened her back, didn't even look at Owen, and strode away.

The moment she turned around, her heart still ached fiercely. Bethany raised her head, forcing back the tears in her eyes.

Not far away, by the corridor pillar, Sullivan, wearing only a thin white shirt, quietly watched this scene.

After a long while, Sullivan turned and walked towards the underground parking lot.

"Investigate a person named Bethany Jones. Young female, around 22 years old, about 5'5"." Sullivan said, reversing the car while looking at the rearview mirror, issuing orders through the car phone.

"Yes, Mr. Fisher."