I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

Chapter 581 Pregnancy Protection

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"How am I supposed to answer this question?"

He looked troubled, afraid of saying something wrong and hurting innocent parties.

He spoke softly, "Mrs. Martin couldn't possibly be with Frank. If she had been with Frank, they wouldn't have continued to interact as friends after breaking up, right? And why would Frank... agree to break up?" Frank still liked Harper, so he wouldn't agree to break up.

That was something one man understood about another.

After Curtis spoke, silence filled the air, with a faint sense of heaviness lingering, causing Curtis some anguish.

Benjamin didn't say anything further, just instructed Curtis to leave the notebook behind.

He sat at his desk, picked up a cigarette, and lit it.

Deep within his eyes flickered a hint of indifferent coldness, their depth as impenetrable as ink.

If Harper's ex-boyfriend wasn't Frank, then who could it be?

Why had no one ever seen him?

She concealed it so well, harboring feelings for that man.

Huh!

He gave a light sip, outlining a trace of a cold smile.

This woman wasn't heartless; she's just given her love to someone else.

He took a drag of the cigarette, but the sudden intake of smoke made him cough violently.

Tilting his head back, he stared at the ceiling, a touch of inexplicable sadness flickering in his eyes, seeming both real and unreal, as if such emotions could never be glimpsed in him.

He exhaled silently, then reached for the notebook Curtis had just put down.

He casually flipped through it, reviewing the evaluations and incidents involving Harper recorded during the investigation.

Harper lived with Eleanor but was fundamentally a lively person, displaying vivacity and freedom among friends, like a wild horse freed from its shackles, yet she was obedient and sensible in front of Eleanor, like a good daughter. Benjamin had only seen one side of her, unaware of her other side.

So perhaps she was guarded against him.

Harper lay there until after four in

afternoon. Annie messaged her, asking, "You haven't come back yet?

Are you staying there her?"

"I've been back for a while. Are you awake?"

"You're back?"

"Yeah."

"I'm coming over now."

Harper didn't respond but set her phone aside after reading the message. Annie entered without knocking.

Seeing her lying motionless on the couch, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Just a bit tired."

Harper responded lightly, feeling lethargic since returning in the

afternoon, a strange, cribable

feeling weighing on her heart

Annie walked over and instinctively felt her forehead. "No fever. Is something bothering you?"

Harper shook her head. "Nothing, maybe just tired."

"But you haven't done anything. Why tired?"

Annie poured her a glass of warm water and sat on the carpet in front of her, looking worried.

Veline

Harper lay on her side, bringing up the incident at the Martin Manor. saw him there, at the Martin Manor, but he didn't say a word to me and just left."

But was it even considered a conversation with that question he asked her?

Harper felt low, tears shimmering in her eyes.

Annie turned to face her, tilting her head as she stared at her. "Feeling sad?" "Not really, just feeling tired."

"Thinking of giving up?"

"I don't know."

Would it be too childish and unreasonable to give up just because of this incident?

But if she continued as they were, how long could this relationship last?

If they stayed together just for the sake of being together, it wouldn't be the same.

It wasn't the family atmosphere she wanted to create for her baby.