Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 282

"Is Beasley still alive?" Ethan repeated this question again.

At this point, Phillip didn't want to see Ethan, so he said coldly, "Beasley's luck wasn't too shabby. He didn't die in the car accident, but whether he's still alive now, I'm not sure. If anything happens in the future, it's definitely connected to your recklessness today."

With the answer he wanted, Ethan didn't stick around in the study. He opened the door.

Because his move was so sudden, Ines, who had been leaning against the door, fell straight down. Ethan's expression changed instantly. He quickly caught her around the waist, asking anxiously, "Izzy, are you okay?"

Ines' heart raced. She lightly touched her chest, but when she looked up to see Ethan's bloodied face, she was startled.

"Ethan, are you hurt?" Ines touched Ethan's face anxiously, accidentally pressing on his wound.

Ethan didn't show pain, but Ines noticed him frowning and felt bad. "I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"

Ethan shook his head. "I'm fine."

Then, he took her hand and headed for their bedroom. Ines saw the smile on his mouth and knew he'd made some big gains today. He must know everything.

But he needed to take care of that wound on his face, or else he might have a scar. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Just as she was about to find some antiseptic, Ashley had already fetched it and handed it straight to her. "Izzy, could you take care of Ethan's wound? It's making me a bit queasy."

"Thanks, Ashley."

Ines took the antiseptic and followed Ethan back to the bedroom. As soon as they were inside, Ethan hugged her tightly from behind, his arms avoiding her protruding belly, holding her tighter and tighter.

She could even feel his chest rising and falling as he was clearly laughing.

"Ethan, what on earth happened?" Ines asked curiously. She couldn't figure out why he was so happy, considering he'd been hit by his grandfather today.

Ethan didn't say anything, just chuckled softly. His low laughter made Ines even more anxious. She pounded on his shoulder a few times, "Ethan, are you going to tell me or not? Are you trying to make me anxious?"

Ethan let go of her, looking at her seriously, "Izzy, my brother is not dead."

Ines was so shocked she could hardly speak. She opened her mouth wide, considered the news, and then covered her mouth with her hand, stuttering, "What exactly happened that year? If Beasley's not dead, where is he now? Why did Grandpa hide all this from the family?"

Ethan sat Ines down and was about to explain, but Ines stopped him, insisting, "First, take care of your wound. Otherwise, it'll affect the healing." Ethan nodded, unable to hide his smile. Ines patiently applied an antiseptic to his wound. On closer inspection, the wound was quite deep. Ines couldn't help but chastise, "Ethan, stop laughing. You look like a fool. This wound's so deep it might need stitches. If it was a bit off, you could've injured your eye."

Her tone became reproachful towards the end. What if he had injured his eye!

Ethan, seeing Ines' serious face, smiled at her, "It's okay, Izzy, I'm tough. Just put a band-aid on it after you disinfect it."

"Really?" Ines hesitated.

"No worries. I was aware of Grandpa's strength, so I tilted my head back a bit to lessen the force."

Ines stopped tearing the band-aid, looking seriously at Ethan, a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice, "Ethan, are you saying you could've dodged, but you didn't on purpose?" She didn't know what to say. He had actually used this approach to deal with his own grandfather.

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Ethan could only smile at Ines, trying to appease her. "Don't worry. He's my own grandpa. He wouldn't really hurt me. In our kind of family, we look good on the outside, but because I didn't join the military, I have fewer injuries. Everyone else has injuries, Grandpa has been through wars, he has a lot of injuries too. It's all okay."

Ines was helpless but mostly moved. She knew he did it partly for her, so how could she blame him? She just felt sorry for him.

Ines quickly took care of the wound, saying, "You can't do this again in the future."

Ethan knew she wasn't mad, held her on his lap, and laughed again, "Izzy, I'm really happy today."

He and Beasley were so close. Ethan had been unhappy over Beasley's presumed death, so this news must have been thrilling.

"I know. Can you tell me what happened now?"

"Hold on, I'll find a computer that's never been connected to the internet, and we'll check out the surveillance footage."

"There's really surveillance footage?"

Ethan stood up, ruffling Ines' hair, "Of course there is, and it's always been with Grandpa. He even burned the contents onto a CD. If it weren't for you being in the media spotlight lately and me pressuring him, he might not have been willing to bring it out."

Ines sighed, "Grandpa really knows how to keep secrets. He's kept it for over five years."

Ethan quickly brought a laptop from outside, and inserted the CD. This direct truth was even more exciting than what Emma had said.

Ethan was a bit nervous, too tightly holding Ines' hand, both of their eyes glued to the computer screen.

Soon, the computer screen showed a clear image. First, a white car appeared. Because the window was half-open, one could vaguely see the person inside. Ines from that time was very different from now. She'd just run away from her engagement party, her face still meticulously made up.

She glanced at the car following her through the rearview mirror, a playful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. Then she quickly drove up the forked road, and made a U-turn, all in one smooth motion.