Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 281

"How dare you defy me! How could you say such unacceptable words? All the years the Meyer family has spent raising you have gone to waste!" Phillip, in a fit of rage, hurled the ashtray from the table. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Ethan didn't dodge, and the ashtray hit him straight in the corner of his eye. He immediately felt a sharp pain, blood started trickling down his eye corner, and his head felt momentarily dizzy.

Phillip looked at his grandson's state, his hand slightly shaking, "Are you an idiot? Can't you dodge?"

Ethan was very calm, looking seriously at Phillip, "Hit me if you must. No matter what, our relationship will break because I cannot tolerate a man who schemes against my wife. If Izzy knew the truth, do you think we could still live in peace? If I had to choose between my wife, child, and you, my choice would be my wife and child."

Phillip, enraged by Ethan's words, his chest heaving up and down, "Stop spouting nonsense. Who schemed against your wife? It's obviously..."

"Obviously what? Don't tell me it was just an accident. She was just a pawn to you." Ethan stepped closer to him, determined to get a conclusion.

"You ungrateful son! I don't want to talk to you. Get out!" Phillip pointed towards the door.

Ethan felt blood streaming down his face, cold, and slightly uncomfortable, but he didn't care. He casually wiped it with his hand, making his entire face bloody and shocking.

Phillip sat in his chair, not saying a word.

Both of them were stubborn, creating a stalemate. The entire study instantly became eerily quiet.

Ashley had her face pressed against the door. Suddenly, the arguing inside stopped. She turned to Ines and chuckled, "Izzy, It seems like they've quieted down."

"I'll listen." Ines also pressed her ear against the door. There was indeed no sound coming out.

"Do you think they've stopped arguing? Otherwise, we should be able to hear them yelling," Ashley said.

However, as time ticked away, Ines' legs were numb from standing, and there was still no sound coming from inside.

Ines felt uneasy for some reason. She could hear nothing from inside, and this anxiety was unbearable.

Ashley also felt something was off but still reassured Ines, "Izzy, you've been standing for quite a while. Go to the living room and rest for a bit. Grandpa and Ethan should be fine, Grandpa was just talking nonsense."

"Have they been like this before?"

Ashley thought for a moment, "Actually, no. Before, sometimes grandpa would yell at him, but Ethan would never argue back, always acting indifferent. This is the first time I've seen them argue like this."

Ines understood, Ethan cared about her deeply. When it involved her, he would definitely do something, even if it meant going against their grandfather.

Ines couldn't stand it anymore, so she knocked a few times on the door, raising her voice, "Ethan, calm down, don't argue with Grandpa."

"They'll only know someone is knocking, but they won't hear your voice. I don't know if Ethan has his phone. You can try calling him," Ashley suggested to Ines.

Ines immediately took out her phone and dialled Ethan's number, but no one answered.

He didn't pick up, so she kept calling.

Inside the study, Phillip finally couldn't stand it and yelled at Ethan, "Answer the phone. It's been ringing for a while now! You're driving me nuts!"

Ethan took out his phone and glanced at it. The name "Izzy" flashing continuously made him immediately pick up the call. The tense atmosphere suddenly turned soft, "Izzy."

"Ethan, what are you doing? Aren't you at the Meyer Group?" Ines tried to probe.

Ethan glanced at Phillip. At this point, he didn't want to hide from Ines, "I'm not at the Meyer Group. Something came up. What's going on over there?"

"Nothing happened here, just outside the study. You better come out and open the door."

Ethan was stunned for a moment. He just realized she had come to the Meyer Mansion. It must have been Ashley who informed her, "Izzy, don't worry, I'm inside talking to Grandpa about something. It's okay. I'll come out in a bit. You go rest for a bit, and we'll have lunch at the Meyer Mansion and then leave."

"Ethan, don't argue with Grandpa. It's all in the past. I don't want to know what happened anymore. Everyone believes Emma's version and knows I'm not the killer. The real culprit is Shirley."

Even though it was like this, Ethan didn't want her to be attacked with this matter again. Once was enough. It absolutely couldn't happen a second time.

"Really, don't worry, I'll come out in a bit. You wait outside." Ethan still remained unmoved.

No matter what Ines said, Ethan refused to come out, so she had no choice but to hang up reluctantly.

Phillip looked at his smiling face, gave a cold snort, completely changed for a woman, such a disgrace.

"Choose. Do you want a great-grandson, or do you want to keep a secret?" Ethan said to Phillip again.

"You little bastard, do you really want to push me this far?" Phillip's suppressed anger flared up again.

"This is fair. You neither help Izzy nor want a great-grandson, you take everything good, do you think there's such unfairness in this world?"

Phillip abruptly opened the drawer, threw a discover, and growled, "Isn't this what you wanted? Take it and get lost."

This time, Ethan slightly turned his body and caught the object Phillip threw over. He only glanced at it and knew what it was, this thing was indeed in Phillip's possession.

"Is my brother still alive?" Ethan looked at Phillip, his brows furrowed as he asked again.

Phillip paused, then threw a teacup, growling, "Go away, stop causing trouble here."

Seeing Phillip like this, a hint of a smirk crossed Ethan's face. Even though he didn't say it out loud, he knew his hunch was right. Beasley was indeed still kicking.

These past few days, he'd been lost in his own conjectures. The more he thought about it, the more pumped he got. But he never dared to let it show easily because he feared that the bigger the hope, the bigger the letdown.