***Bethany’s Pov***My smile began to fade as soon as I realized that we would be alone in his room. His response was, “I don't think it's a good idea.”“Why? Are you concerned that I might behave improperly with you?”“Yes,” I humbly admitted.“For instance, kissing you on the lips? Or would you like me to put you in my bed?” I scowled at him after he made some obscene suggestions because I believed he was a jerk.My current thoughts were completely out of the ordinary. I had no choice but to sneak up behind him and photograph him as he opened the door to his bedroom. Then, I regarded the photograph for a moment and exhaled deeply.“Are you not entering?” As soon as he noticed I was still standing outside his door, he inquired.I replied, “Wait,” and entered his den slowly. Even though his appearance made me feel uneasy, I had no choice but to tolerate him! But it would be nice if he wasn't so ridiculously attractive! His room, along with the rest of the house, was decorated in a con
***Bethany’s POV***When he mentioned starting a family, it left me with a negative impression. “Do you believe you're capable of starting a family?” My voice likely trembled when I inquired about his plans to start a family.“Above and beyond capable,” he responded with assurance.“Then, I recommend that you impregnate your wife as soon as possible,” I suggested.In response to the question, he responded, “No, I am going to file for divorce soon. I already have someone in mind who is suitable to bear me children.”I was intrigued by the woman, but I refrained from asking for more information. A few minutes later, I was unable to refrain from asking. I was extremely curious about the woman he was talking about. “Would you mind revealing whether she is an heiress or an alpha’s daughter?” He responded with a chuckle to my inquiry.“For the time being, it will remain a mystery,” he replied.When he refused to disclose any information about his relationship, I could finally exhale a sigh
***Bethany’s Pov***I declined to answer his question by shaking my head. “I'm not sure what's wrong with you, but I have no reason to remain here. I’m sorry for wasting your time, Jacob,” I bid my ex-boyfriend farewell and returned to the living room, where I had left my bag.On my way out, I attempted to dial the boatman’s number but was unsuccessful. Multiple attempts were made, but it appeared that he had turned off his phone. I bit the inside of my lower lip as I pondered why he changed his phone after I made it clear that I needed to return to the mainland after the interview.“Is there something amiss?”I responded to Jacob's inquiry, “I'm unable to contact him,” after being startled by his voice from behind me.When he inquired “Who?” A crease appeared on his forehead.“The boatman,” I answered. “Does he have any other means of communication besides his phone?”Jacob responded, “I'm sorry, but all he has is his phone. What will you do if you are unable to contact him today?”“
***Bethany’s Pov***I seized one of the chairs, sat down, and vehemently refuted his claim. My patience was tested by Jacob's presence, and I feared that the mask I was wearing would fall off. From time to time, I would glance at him over my shoulder, and he seemed to be oblivious about it.“Eat slowly and savor the food,” he advised me.I pretended to be hungry in order to get away from him as quickly as possible. Although I disliked the superficial nature of his concern for my well-being, I could not help but feel my heart flutter whenever he was so close to me. When I looked up to see him, I observed that he was staring at me, so I raised my eyebrows in response.He remarked, “Bethany, you look incredible tonight.”When he attempted to flatter me with flowery language, I simply rolled my eyes. As if it would make my stomach rumble with pleasure! Did he believe I would once again fall for his words? When I was at a loss for words to put him in his place, I joked, “Stop staring at me
***Bethany’s Pov***The boatman waited on the boardwalk, and his face darkened when he saw my companion. He scowled at Jacob, then at me, and he remarked, “You must be close to him since he accompanied you up to this point.”Liam nodded in agreement as I stated, “No, but when I told him you were coming here, he insisted on going back to the mainland with me.” For a moment, he furrowed his brows, and then I used the opportunity to approach him when Jacob wasn’t watching and whispered something into his ear. “However, I would appreciate it if you did not allow him to board the boat.” He chuckled. Jacob frowned upon hearing his laughter, which was masked by the waves.“I like you. I mean, I like your grit.”I winked at him and said, “I don't mind having a hot friend.”As I preferred conversing with the boatman, Jacob appeared out of place aboard the magnificent boat. Because he has a good sense of humor, I liked his corny jokes. Jacob attempted to separate me from his friend, but the boa
***Bethany’s Pov***I was so exhausted that all I wanted to do was sleep. Slowly approaching my bed, I quickly turned off all of the lights. I enjoyed sleeping in the dark because it gave me peace of mind that no one was watching me. Jillian was already snoring when I arrived earlier, and I had to shower first before I could touch her.I was lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, when I considered calling Jacob but decided against it because it wouldn't make a difference. In my dream, however, I was visited by the man with whom I fell in love five years ago. No, it was a nightmare from which I awoke drenched in sweat!I observed that it was only four o'clock in the morning after glancing at the clock. My hands went to my eyes and rubbed them as if there were sands inside, and I walked towards the bathroom to wash my face while squinting.After washing my face, I decided to check my phone. Actually, I usually read the latest news or happenings on my phone, and the headlines caused my
***Bethany Pov***Five minutes after the woman had left, my phone rang with an unidentified number. Perhaps it's Jacob Summers. Impossible! He couldn't be that quick, right? “Hello?” I answered the phone when it rang.“This is me,” he said on the other end of the line.When I heard his husky voice, I was immediately transported to five years ago, when he would frequently call me late at night. I was unable to utter his name, so I stammered, “H-hi. A-Are you okay?” I immediately regretted asking him that question.“And what about you? What do you think about this?” I could tell by his tone that he was exhausted and defeated when he inquired.He must have been affected by the negative publicity, and I felt compelled to console him. I said “I'm sorry” even though I didn't have to.“Bethany, do it in person. Let's meet tonight at 7:00 pm,” he stated. “Will you be working today?” He asked.I barely managed to maintain my composure and clear my throat before responding, “No, today is my day
***Bethany’s Pov***I furrowed my brows in response to his sarcastic remarks because he was implying that I was stupid or ignorant regarding their business. I informed him, “I don't think I'll be able to dine with you tonight,” as it would be impossible to dine with someone who despised my presence.“I was joking,” he stated.I shook my head and replied, “No, you were not joking. You attempted to offend me!”“I'm sorry,” he expressed regret.Hearing him apologize was novel to me. It wasn't his style to apologize without a valid reason, but I chose to disregard his apology without further investigation. “You had better feed me well tonight,” I warned him.“I intend to,” he responded.With a pair of blue denim pants and a white t-shirt, Jacob sported a casual yet attractive look. Even though it was dark inside the car, I closed my eyes. I reminded myself to stop staring at the handsome man standing next to me.He announced, “Let's go.”I responded, “Good,” and attempted to open the door