Chapter 63

Bethany stood up. "Someone like me? In your eyes, I'm just a person who would slit her own wrists just to make you stay, even if it ruined my bright future. Is that why you think that I have no right to talk about the future?" "You can't make me stay!" Trystan uncrossed his legs and adjusted his posture. "All you can keep is the 100 million dollars. "Sign it!" He had lost all his patience. "Things won't look good if we keep on dragging this out." "I don't want money!" Bethany dashed a hand across her eyes. Trystan pinched his brow in annoyance. "Bethany, enough is enough!" "Two years ago." Bethany grabbed the opportunity to ask. "I only need you to tell me what you were talking about when you mentioned it at the hospital." Trystan was amazed. He couldn't believe that Bethany had the audacity to keep bringing up what had happened two years ago, especially when she was acting as if she was completely clueless. "Bethany, do you think I'm an idiot?" Bethany ignored him and asked,