In His Arms, Against Her Will

Chapter 4 You Be My Wife

Bethany didn't take the bus. She walked back home step by step in the cold night wind.

Her tears had dried, and the heart-wrenching pain gradually turned numb.

Bethany cleared her throat, rubbed her cheeks, and tried to cheer herself up.

The old apartment building, the stairwell on the third floor was still lit.

'Strange, why is Leslie still awake?'

Bethany hurried up the stairs.

Hearing the door open, the girl sitting at the table looked back.

The warm light shone on her face, plating her delicate, fair face with a layer of gold.

Her expression was as gentle and well-behaved as a deer, but those beautiful big eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Sis, is that you? You're back?" Leslie stood up from the table and fumbled towards Bethany.

Bethany walked over and put her arms around her younger sister, raised her hand to touch her hair, her blaming tone was also tinged with indulgence.

"Why are you still awake so late? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"

Leslie raised her face and smiled, "Sis, I can't sleep by myself."

Bethany looked at her sister's delicate, porcelain-like face and then at her blind eyes, feeling a surge of guilt and self-blame.

"I'm back, don't be afraid anymore, be good, go to sleep!" Bethany hugged her sister and walked towards the bedroom, her tone as gentle as a loving mother.

In the morning, as soon as Bethany sent her sister off to the school bus for the blind, her phone rang.

"Hello?" Bethany looked at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Bethany. This is Sullivan." The male voice on the other end of the phone said unhurriedly.

Bethany was stunned. "How do you know my number?"

"That's not important. What's important is that we're going to have a happy cooperation."

"Cooperation? Mr. Fisher, you seem to have forgotten that I already rejected your proposal yesterday!" Bethany was a little angry, she hated the condescending certainty in Sullivan's tone.

As if he could control the whole world. As if she was an ant that he could crush with a flick of his little finger.

The obvious displeasure in Bethany's tone did not affect Sullivan's mood in the slightest, his tone was still so calm.

"Really? What if I can cure your sister's eyes?"

"Sullivan! You investigated me!" Bethany was so angry that she forgot to be polite.

This damn man actually sent someone to investigate her! Are all rich people so fearless?

"Yes. I had someone investigate you. I know you are 5'5", weigh 100 pounds, and are a senior at Nox University, majoring in journalism and communication. You and your sister Leslie share the same father but have different mothers, your mother ran away from home when you were two years old and abandoned you. Your biological father and stepmother died in a car accident 12 years ago. That car accident also blinded your sister."

Bethany was trembling with anger! She suddenly felt like she was being scrutinized by someone under a bright light!

Seeing that Bethany didn't speak, Sullivan continued, "I also know that you and your sister don't like to eat egg yolks, and your sister's dream is to be a traveler. And your dream is to cure your sister's eyes and help her fulfill her dream."

"So?" Bethany asked coldly, trying to steady her breathing.

"So I'm here to help you fulfill your dream. I've checked Leslie's medical records, her eyes only need an operation in the Amilica. This operation has a 99.5% success rate in Amilica, it's almost foolproof."

99.5%, this number was like a bolt from the blue, exploding over Bethany's head.

What does 99.5% mean? Bethany felt her whole body tremble!

"Okay! I accept!" She picked up Sullivan's words without hesitation, as if afraid that he would go back on his word. "I accept your proposal. But you must ensure that my sister's eyes can be restored!"

Sullivan laughed casually on the other end of the phone. "No problem, I can sign a contract with you. We'll be husband and wife in name only for half a year, and I will never lay a finger on you. After the contract is signed, I will arrange for someone to take your sister to Amilica for surgery. You can supervise the whole process."

"Deal."

*****

The headlines of all the newspapers in the city of Centopia were about her and Sullivan's marriage.

More dedicated reporters did dedicated special reports.

Not only did they expose the cool photos of Sullivan and Bethany at the hotel on Valentine's Day, but they also used character connections to give a comprehensive interpretation of the relationship between Sullivan, Clara, Bethany, and Owen.

Therefore, Bethany became a shameless mistress who clung to a rich CEO. Clara and Owen became the abandoned and hurt exes.

Only Sullivan, escaped the fate of being accused and scolded, becoming the best gentleman who would pay for his responsibility even though he knew he was being deceived.

Bethany was in the classroom studying when her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID displayed on the screen, Bethany couldn't react for a moment.

The call was actually from Sullivan!

"Hello?"

"Bethany, our engagement banquet will be held at the St. Roland Hotel at 12 noon tomorrow. Don't forget to attend." Sullivan's voice was as indifferent as ever, his tone calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

It was as if he was talking about the weather today, not his own wedding banquet.

Bethany was stunned for a moment, then imitated his tone and said, "Shouldn't we sign the contract first?"

"Okay. I'll wait for you in my office. Remember to bring your ID." Sullivan replied very readily.

After a while, Bethany received a text message with Sullivan's office address on it.

*****

Sullivan's office was in the heart of the city's business center.

The receptionist stopped her. "Who are you looking for?"

Bethany smiled friendly. "I'm looking for Sullivan Fisher."

Upon hearing that she was looking for Sullivan, the receptionist began to look Bethany up and down, her eyes sweeping from her old coat to her old leather shoes, and finally, her delicately made-up face took on an indescribable subtlety. "What do you want with Mr. Fisher? Do you have an appointment?"

Bethany was speechless.

What did she want with Sullivan? To sign a contract, pretend to be his fiancée, and join him in a big show of deceiving the public?

Seeing that Bethany couldn't speak, a contemptuous smile appeared on the receptionist's face.

"The scammers these days are so clumsy, any Tom, d**k, or Harry dares to come out now!"

Scammer! Tom, d**k, or Harry!

Bethany had never been so insulted, and her face flushed red with anger.

The only way to deal with this kind of person who looks down on others is to put on an even more arrogant posture than her!

Bethany straightened her back and raised her voice. "Miss, please raise your head and take a good look at me!"

"I am Sullivan's fiancée! I am here to discuss our engagement banquet tomorrow!"