Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448 It Wasn't Real Love

In the restroom, the sound of running water filled the air as Bethan turned on the faucet.

Leaning both hands on the sink, she locked eyes with her reflection in the mirror.

The words exchanged between Tristen and Hugh might've been a mystery to others, but she grasped their implications clearly.

Those two guys were a constant headache.

Yet, this was a party arranged by Mason and Gwen for her. There was no way she could leave early.

Taking a series of deep breaths, she attempted to muster up some energy.

Just then, Gwen sidled up to Bethan and inquired tentatively, "Hey, Bethan, did Hugh do something to screw you over, which is why you called off the engagement?"

Bethan shut off the faucet and heaved a quiet sigh.

Back in the day, she'd been head-over-heels for Hugh. Her high-profile pursuit over the years had made the whole social scene aware of her infatuation.

No wonder no one believed she genuinely wanted to part ways with him.

Yvonne, looking concerned, stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay, Bethan?"

Bethan shook her head and told Gwen, "Gwen, after the Olsen family went belly-up, I clung to your brother and thought I loved him. I was just grabbing at straws. It wasn't real love. Your brother's always treated me like a little sister, helping and looking out for me. We've decided to be friends for life."

Gwen nodded, still a bit doubtful. Bethan let out a weary sigh.

After a short chat, the three girls made their way back to the private room.

In the hallway outside, from a distance of about 10 feet, Bethan caught sight of Hugh and Tristen. Her heart skipped a beat.

What on earth are they doing together?

"Dr. Olsen,"

"Bethy."

Both men called out at the same time and started striding toward her.

Bethan halted and managed a smile.

Tristen glanced at Hugh and said, "Mr. Cavill, you go first."

But Hugh waved him off. "No, you speak."

Tristen insisted, "Come on, Mr. Cavill, you take the floor."

Hugh replied, "Mr. Dixon, no need to be so formal."

Their polite back-and-forth left the three girls completely bewildered.

Fed up, Bethan blurted out, "How about I say something first?"

Hugh and Tristen exchanged a look and nodded in sync.

Bethan told them, "Guys, could you move aside? You're blocking the way."

The two men looked at each other again and simultaneously stepped to the side.

Bethan linked arms with Yvonne and Gwen and entered the room.

Hugh followed suit.

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