Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 87

Theo POV

Robson came and asked me to accompany my Mother to the penthouse and gather some of Bethany's clothes. Mum was going to shower her, and I felt a bit sad that she did not want me to shower her, but I understood. Even if she did remember our relationship, she would most likely want a woman's touch at the beginning until she had a chance to investigate what her body was like; if she were all black and blue and still swollen, she would be embarrassed with me seeing her like that. Some of her body will be scared by the broken glass. The only reason she did not have broken legs was because of the roll cage and special safety harness installed in the car; her face would have been fine if the airbags had not been tampered with. Bethany was very lucky, though I did not feel that way at first. Her face was so messed up that you would not recognize her. But other than a few small scars that will fade in time, she has recovered well.

Mum was chatty as we packed a bag for Bethany and another one for me. I am going to have to wash some of the clothes back at the lab. I have been living with her, not leaving her side for a moment, since the accident. It was my Dad who tried to kick me out once, but I had all I needed there, so I argued and won. Dad brought over some clothes and I made up a cot beside her. I am worried she will try and kick me out, now that she is awake and has no memory of her and me together. Bob came to see me in my office.Stop reading the wrong and incomplete storyline, Narugi.com has the correct and complete book. I was giving Mum a chance to change Bethany, and it was hard being out there; my day was done, so I was messing with paperwork and looking at what was scheduled. We have enough doctors to do the tasks. I am mainly the teaching doctor at the moment, and that is fine with me, though we have two other doctors who are capable. Robson hired some more to cover the loss, but I am still here if he needs me in an emergency; the benefits of a private hospital that is combined with a research hospital. Robson had managed to avoid many issues by having that wording in the hospital title.

'Hi, can I come in?' Bob asked as his head popped around the door.

'You're always welcome, Bob. He came in with two coffees, and I smiled. We all seemed to be coffee addicts.

'Mum is cleaning up Bethany!' I started, and he nodded as if he had already been informed.

'You know, Bethany is my life, she has always worked hard to get where she is, invested her inheritance, and I don't think she will ever really need to work. Unlike her sister, who spent everything on the high life, like expensive clothes and refurbishing her mansion, which cost ten million alone, she hired a cook, maid, and gardener to maintain the house. It does not take long for the money to start to disappear when she is only in a marketing career. I believe she is not that good at that job either. Thomas is my eldest. He invested wisely, too; Thomas is a different kind of man; he has a wife, a child on the way, and a husband, though the husband is only by personal commitment, or it would be bigamy; they are a good little unit. I can't say I understand how it works, but it does. Before you ask, I had a DNA test done, and he is my son. I even had my doubts when I found out my wife was having affairs! Bob seemed to need to talk, and I was learning a lot; it was a good feeling that he felt comfortable enough to talk to me like this; it is not the usual future father-in-law type of chat.

'When did you become the head of police?' I asked. I have yet to remember any announcement about it. Bob chuckled.

'They have been trying to get me to take that job for years, but I was not prepared to move here; when Bethany's life went pear shape, and she moved here, I decided to take the job to stay with her. I was only with my wife out of habit. I knew she was unfaithful, and we had not touched each other in years, and I was okay with that; I had lost my love for her when I discovered she was being unfaithful. It did not occur to me how unfaithful she had been, till I started doing the DNA testing for my own peace of mind. Did Bethany tell you what had been happening? Or about her marriage?'

'She told me some, after I heard her on the phone, not long after she moved her, and little bits have come up since.' 'It is messy. Going back to why I was taking the job. The force kept my agreement to take the top job to be kept quiet as possible; the old head was under investigation, and they came almost begging for me to take it over. Bethany was my tipping point for taking the job. They wanted me to slip into the position and not let on that I was boss; most guys know me as a top cop and defer to me; none know how top I am now, and if you don't mind, I would like it to stay that way. We have a number of other officials we are looking at, and believe it or not, Wendy and her little wedding club are part of it.

How it started is a mystery, but the more I dig, the wider the problems. As you may know, those arrested are out on bail, and we are monitoring the higher-ups, hoping they will lead us to more of the top people. Bob was so relaxed it amazed me; I already liked this man, but the more I talked to him, the more I knew he had on his plate, yet he did not show it; he never complained and was quick to compliment you. A gentle giant of a man that Bethany called her teddy bear, who gives the best hugs when she needs them. A knock on the door stopped our talk. I was enjoying my time with Bob and was a little disappointed when the knock

came.

'Enter.' I called out, and to my surprise, my mum walked in.

'Hey, sweetheart, I thought I would let you know that Bethany is showered and fed and sleeping at the moment. I am heading back home. I stood up from my chair, went around the desk, hugged Mum, and kissed her cheek.

'That is good news. Thank you for taking care of her, Kitty. Bob hugged Kitty, too, something she was not expecting, and I chuckled at Mum's surprised face.

We walked Mum to the elevator and said goodbye, and Mum would be back tomorrow to shower her again. Bob and I headed to where Bethany was, both eager to see how she looked after a shower and change of bandages. Bob entered first and leaned over her, kissing her cheek. I followed behind him, looking at her face; she was sleeping peacefully, her bruising had improved, and the swelling was all gone. She was back to looking like the beautiful woman I have come to care for a lot; another week, we might be able to get the cask off her arm. I know she will be weak for a while yet. She may not have broken that many bones, but her muscles are all battered and bruised, and she had whiplash. It is a testament to her physical health before the crash that will improve her recovery. As frustrating as it will be for her, she will make it back. Only her mind is going to be the difficulty that I can see. Her body, in time, will heal. We still don't know how much damage has been done to the brain. She said little to me that gave any clue as to her state of mind. Other than confusion.