Chapter: 1099

He had even suggested that she should go out for drinks with Jayson sometime!

This thought left Bethany feeling empty inside, as if a cold wind were rushing through her hollow heart.

Though she had anticipated this day, it still shattered her.

Her reverie was broken by the insistent ring of her phone.

When Bethany answered, she was greeted by Francine's voice, dripping with scorn and arrogance.

"Do you actually think suing me is a good idea? Bethany, get real! You won't win."

"If you really didn't think I could win, you wouldn't be calling me now." Bethany's voice was steady and unruffled, revealing nothing of her feelings. “Isn't that right?"

Francine, surprised by Bethany's calmness, let her voice rise in frustration.

“Do you think Jonathan will always be there to act as your savior? Remember, he's my son too!"

“Of course, I'm aware of that."

"Bethany!"

"We have to wait for the verdict on this lawsuit. It's not up to either of us now. No point in contacting me privately."

Bethany hung up without a word of criticism about Francine.

She had no interest in petty arguments; they seemed pointless to her.

If she managed to upset Francine so much that it affected her health before the verdict, Bethany would end up taking the blame.

Moreover, Jonathan would be caught in the middle, which did not seem fair.

It was utterly unnecessary.

Aimee consented to secure the marriage License.

Only by doing this could she find a way to escape.

Moreover, once they reached the City Hall, she might stumble upon a better chance to flee. Nikolas couldn't possibly monitor her every move.

Since they were heading to get the marriage license, Nikolas dressed up. He wore a suit and tie, his hair neatly styled, and his sharp features looking more defined than ever.

Inside the car, he exuded a palpable excitement, his grip on Aimee's hand tighter than necessary.

In stark contrast to his enthusiasm, Aimee remained withdrawn.

She rested her head against the window, silent and distant.