Benjamin was a very confident and powerful man. But that was exactly the kind of man who would spoil his woman unconditionally.
And this kind of man would let his woman suffer not even a single bit.
Just like in the City Hall today, he smashed his fist right at Steve because he kicked me.
In fact, Benjamin usually had few expressions, but sometimes he was full of emotions. He was good at using his own advantages to charm people.
Maybe he didn't mean it, after all, whether he was moving or sitting still, he'd always be a breathtaking scene to behold.
Quietly charming.
If I were asked to describe him in two words.
I would choose glamorous and indifferent.
From the exchanges over the past few days, I could probably guess that Benjamin was a member of the upper class and was born into a wealthy family.
His every move showed that he felt he was naturally superior to others.
And that he held absolute control over everything.
And no matter how good I could figure out people's hearts, no matter how thorough my observation was, I still couldn't see through him.
Benjamin was mysterious and unpredictable.
After dinner, I cleaned the kitchen and went out to see him sitting on the sofa reading a Spanish magazine.
The light of the purple chandelier above his head faintly fell on his body, and then fell on the four corners of the room, the light flowing slightly.
I didn't know if it was because he took a shower. The smooth forehead that he usually exposed was slightly hidden by moist black hair.
It made him much gentler than usual.
Benjamin seemed to hear my footsteps. He put down the magazine in his hand and said without looking at me, "Go and change your clothes."
"What clothes?" I asked.
Benjamin patiently explained: "Go change into a beautiful dress, put on some makeup, and accompany me to a party later."
What party? Originally, I wanted to ask, but then I thought I shouldn't ask too much.
When I was about to go into the room, Benjamin came to stand at the door and said, "Forget it, you still have a slight injury at the corner of your lips, don't use any cosmetics."
"Oh, okay."
As soon as I opened the closet, Benjamin reached out behind me and took out a black coat and a skirt.
The skirt was covered in flower buds with very beautiful colors.
I understood what he meant. I took the clothes from him and blinked at him. Benjamin turned around and went out.
After I changed my clothes, I simply put on makeup. After all, the party he took me to might be a quite formal one.
When going out, Benjamin changed into a black coat, making him more composed than ever.
While sitting in his car, I asked casually: "Mr. Dunn, do those friends of yours know of my existence? Is it really appropriate for me to go with you?"
Hearing that, Benjamin glanced at me, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and shook his head and asked, "What does it matter whether they know about you or not?
You are with me, that's all they need to know."
I nodded and then remained silent.
When arriving at the bar soon, Benjamin asked inexplicably, "Emma, do you know an Edith in your family?"
His tone trembled.
"What? Edith?" I have never heard Edith's name in my memory.
I didn't think that there was someone called that in the whole family.
"Nothing." Benjamin's tone went cold.
His temper was often inexplicable, and I also was accustomed to it, so I chose to remain silent.
When we arrived at the bar, Sean came out to greet us. He looked over my shoulder and he asked me in a low tone, "Emma, where is your friend?"
He meant September.
I realized that Sean was in love with her.
But Benjamin told me that Sean was a playboy. Girls around him came and went and he was not a suitable man for September.
Moreover, September has just broken up recently and had no interest in another relationship.
I explained with a smile: "She just returned home and she's probably still at home."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Sean's face. He smiled and said, "Get in. Everyone is waiting for you."
Sean took us to a booth where there were about eight men and women in total.
When they saw Benjamin coming, they hurriedly passed the wine and smiled and said, "Sean couldn't be without you so he dragged us all here with him."
"I came here to deal with some things, and I'll go back before New Year. What are you doing here?" Benjamin also smiled rarely, and took the glass from them and drank it up.
Benjamin sat down. I thought about it and wanted to sit away from him. Sean handed me a glass of wine and explained kindly: "They are all friends from City B. They have been working with Benjamin for so many years."
When Benjamin came to this strange city, they also came over immediately.
The only reason I could think of for people to do things like this was that they were too rich.
Atom pain permeated my whole heart.
Benjamin was silent for a while, and across the long corridor, his voice said faintly: "She slept with me, I want to marry her."
He once said that I needed to be responsible for him after sleeping with him.
"Don't make it sound like you are a shy little virgin who's only slept with her! There are so many women around you, why her? If you don't listen to me, fine. But your parents will definitely stop you! What they need is not a useless piece of s*it that you need to hold in the palm of your hand, they need someone with a good name, a better one than Coral, such as Victoria Heaney."
Sean's tone was so intense but also sounded like he was very confusing.
But that was their way of life. They didn't marry b*tches like me, they needed people who they could benefit from.
Such as Victoria.
But who was Victoria?
Benjamin was also a little angry, and he sternly warned: "You'd better watch yourself when you talk! Emma is better than anyone I've seen!"
Sean asked bluntly: "Better than Coral? Better than Victoria?"
"Why can't she be?"
Sean was stunned and immediately cursed: "You are really f*cking in too deep! I don't know what she has been feeding you. You know that if you marry her, you will be under pressure in many ways. Everyone is gonna be talking behind your back!"
"And say what?" Benjamin said indifferently, "If you have the time to talk bulls*it here, use that time to get rid of that scumbag called Steve."
"How? And why should I wipe her ass for her?"
Sean was very reluctant. Benjamin said after a while: "Forget it, I will deal with my woman's things by myself."
The sound of footsteps gradually came over the corridor, and I quickly went back to the booth and pretended that nothing had happened.
Benjamin and Sean came out from the inside. Sean's expression was very bad, but Benjamin's expression was as cold as ever.
He sat down and lit a cigarette as if irritated, looked at the flame at his fingertips slightly in a daze, and stayed that way for a very long while.
After smoking a cigarette, Benjamin put it out on the glass table, then picked up the coat on the side and asked me: "Do you wanna go home?"
I nodded obediently, Benjamin took my wrist and left and ignored the people telling him to stay behind us.
When sitting in the car, I obviously felt his depression, but I didn't dare to ask him anything.
I didn't even know what his purpose was to marry me.
Benjamin had just ignited the car and seemed to remember that he had drunk. He turned his head and said to me: "I just drank, you drive."
I got out of the car and got into the driver's seat. He leaned on the passenger's seat and went to sleep with his eyes closed.
As soon as I parked the car in the garage, Benjamin opened his eyes and asked all of a sudden, "What do you wanna know?"
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