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Her Sensational Return with Triplets After Six Years novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 A Nightmare 

Last night, Bethany angrily told Raymond not to throw the gift box in front of her even if he had to. 

And, he had really thrown it away as soon as he returned to the company. 

Looking at the gift box lying in the trash can, Bethany felt inexplicably unhappy. 

From her own perspective, she couldn't accept such a valuable gift, but from Raymond's perspective, such a carefully prepared gift was rejected, so he would naturally get angry. 

Now, Bethany couldn't help but regret it. She thought, "If I happily accepted it last night, everyone would be delighted, right? 

I'm really too sentimental!" 

Suddenly, there was another knock at the door. 

Bethany subconsciously and quickly picked up the gift box from the trash can and put it in her pocket as the knock came. 

After coming back to her senses, Bethany wanted to tell him not to let the man in until she left. Unexpectedly, Raymond said directly, "Come in." 

The one who came in was the deputy president of the group, and upon seeing Bethany there, he respectfully said, "Mr. Zavala, Mrs. Zavala." 

Bethany couldn't believe that people in Raymond's company had actually addressed her by Mrs. Zavala. 

Before Bethany could say anything, the man had looked over at the congee she had put on the coffee table and asked a little nervously, "Should I come in later?" 

"No." Bethany felt embarrassed again, and she thought, "I really shouldn't have listened to Ainsley. Why did I come to him with the congee during working hours? I must have lost my mind." 

With that in mind, she said, "I just came by here. Continue your work, please." Bethany had thought that Raymond would say something, but he was still reading the document with his head down, leaving her embarrassed. "I won't disturb your work. I'll leave right away." 

With that, Bethany fled quickly from his office, still embarrassed. 

Meanwhile, she thought, "This man is really stingy. I just displeased him a little bit, but he tried everything to embarrass me." 

Bethany walked out of the Zavala Group as quickly as she could and then took the gift box from her pocket. 

Looking at it, she thought, "I don't know why I picked it up from the trash can at that time. 

When I heard the knock at the door, I just thought that I had to leave there since there would be someone else in the office. In that case, I would have no chance of picking it up again. 

So..." 

Thinking of this, Bethany couldn't help but scold herself, "Bethany Caldwell, are you not ashamed? When he gave you this, you refused it, but after he threw it, you picked it up." 

Even Bethany herself couldn't understand her behavior now. After a moment's thought, she dropped it casually into a nearby trash can. 

Then she strode away, but after only a few steps, she returned. 

Meanwhile, she scolded, "Bethany, you're really cheap!" 

Bethany braced herself to pick up the gift box again. She said to herself, "After all, it's very expensive, so it's really a pity to throw it away like this." 

Last night, Raymond had only opened the gift box, and Bethany had only glanced at the watch inside casually. When she got home, she took the watch out of the gift box. 

She turned it over and saw her name on the back. 

It was a specially customized watch. 

"I have never celebrated a birthday with such dedication for anyone in my entire life!" 

Suddenly, Raymond's words rang in her mind. Thinking of his words, Bethany looked at the watch again. 

Bethany was also quite angry with herself. Now thinking from Raymond's perspective, she finally understood why he would be so angry. 

She said to herself, "Bethany, why did you have such a shameful past? 

It is my past that makes me hesitate, and I'm ashamed to tell it to a man. 

I once married a man in a vegetative state in the hope that the joyous event could hasten his recovery, and I did not even know his name or appearance. 

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