Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 141 Sleep in the Master Bedroom

Chapter 141 Sleep in the Master Bedroom

Madelyn was uneasy.

She said in a low voice, "I'll go make you spaghetti."

Benjamin looked at her quietly. After a while, he said hoarsely, "Madelyn, I'm sorry."

Madelyn fled from him.

Benjamin looked away and lowered his head, lighting a cigarette.

After twenty minutes, a delicious smell came from the kitchen. Madelyn was a good cook.

Benjamin stubbed out the cigarette and went to the dining room.

Madelyn put a plate of spaghetti in front of him.

She turned to leave, but Benjamin sat down and pressed her hand. "Stay with me."

Madelyn shook her head and said solemnly, "Benjamin, I wouldn't have come here if you had not been

injured."

She was calm. Perhaps she had cried her eyes out in the middle of the night many times, so she was

numb to the pain when facing him.

Benjamin's eyes darkened.

He didn't force her to stay. When she was not around, he didn't have a good appetite. He finished the

spaghetti in a hurry.

Madelyn took a blanket out of the guest room.

She pointed to the sofa and said, "I'll sleep here tonight."

Benjamin said with brooding eyes, "Sleep in the master bedroom. You slept there before. I won't do

anything to you."

Madelyn was not that naÏve.

Benjamin had a great desire for sex. If they lay in bed together, he would be easily turned on. Besides,

they had broken up, so she shouldn't get entangled with him again.

Madelyn refused calmly, "I'd better not do that."

She had drunk a lot of wine, but she tried to stay sober, so she was exhausted. She wrapped herself in

the blanket and lay on the sofa, falling asleep soon.

Benjamin looked at her sleeping face and swallowed hard.

He went to the bedroom and took a quilt, tossing it at Madelyn. She didn't wake up, but she curled up

under the quilt instinctively. She looked fragile under the quilt.

Recalling that she had drunk a lot of wine, Benjamin felt a pang in his heart.

Did it upset her so much to stay with him?

She'd rather drink with the men for the slim chance of getting their investments.

Benjamin entered the study and dialed a number.

Penelope picked up the phone.

She said in a polite but distant voice, "Mr. Clark, it's late at night. What's up?"

Benjamin held his mobile phone and said in an aloof voice.

"Ms. Waylon, do you need students?"

"Yes, of course."

...

Penelope said inwardly, "We need rich silly students."

Benjamin said lightly, "I'll recommend your studio to a student. Please ask Ms. Green to teach her."

Penelope was startled.

She asked purposely, "Is it your child?"

Benjamin smiled and said casually, "Ms. Waylon, did you ever see Madelyn get pregnant? It's only a

relative."

Penelope cursed inwardly, "What a shameless man!"

He looked like a decent man in newspapers and magazines. No one knew he was darkly sensual.

No matter what, it was always good to have more income. Penelope inquired about Madelyn.

Benjamin's words were meaningful.

"Madelyn is exhausted. She's sleeping now."

...

In the morning.

When Madelyn woke up, Benjamin had gotten out of bed.

His wound didn't look serious. He sat in the dining room, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper.

He was wearing a dark grey shirt with a dark tie.

He was handsome as usual.

Madelyn was dazed.

Benjamin glanced at her and reminded her softly, "You lost a button." Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Madelyn looked down.

The third button on her beige shirt was gone.

When she was sitting, her shirt revealed part of her chest.

Madelyn quickly tightened her shirt.

She looked for the button on the sofa for a long time but in vain.

"Go to the wardrobe and get changed. Your clothes are still there," Benjamin said lightly.

Madelyn didn't say a word.

He bought her those expensive clothes when he doted on her, and a piece of them cost thousands.

Now that they had parted, she didn't think she should accept them.

Just like the morning dew piano.

Although she liked the piano a lot, she was in no mood to play it again.

Madelyn said in a low voice, "Please allow me to use the guestroom."

She used to stay here and knew where the sewing kit was. She moved the collar button lower to make

the shirt look decent.

Madelyn didn't wash up here and just cleaned her face quickly.

When she came out of the bathroom, she looked at Benjamin.

"Mr. Clark, you look fine. I'm leaving now."

Benjamin put down the newspaper.

He looked at her quietly. "Have breakfast before you leave. It was delivered by the mansion this

morning."

Madelyn gave a faint smile.

She said, "I don't think it's proper."

She was terribly distant and polite. It seemed she was determined to cut her ties with him. Benjamin

didn't know how the other men won back their girlfriends, but he had a feeling...

Madelyn was more difficult than the other girls.

He looked at her thoughtfully.

Madelyn bowed slightly and broke the silence. "Mr. Clark, thank you for continuing to help my father

with his case. I appreciate your help very much."

Her words utterly annoyed Benjamin.

Madelyn treated him the way commoners treated celebrities. They had had the best experience in this

apartment and fitted happily in life or sex.

Benjamin was slightly annoyed.

He picked up the newspaper with his slender fingers and said indifferently, "As you like."

Madelyn ran away swiftly.

...

She took a taxi back to her apartment. She had a shower and got changed.

She had breakfast in the car.

When she got to the studio, Penelope apologized, "I couldn't afford to offend Benjamin last night."

Madelyn didn't blame her.

She said softly, "I have to make it clear to him, after all."

Penelope showed Madelyn the contract signed by Mr. Kingston and said admiringly, "Madelyn, you did

a great job last night. Mr. Kingston is famous for being difficult, but you made him sign the contract."

Madelyn gave a faint smile.

She knew that the sudden arrival of Benjamin last night gave her the chance.

She didn't want to talk about Benjamin, so she didn't mention it.

However, Penelope told her the breaking news. "Last night, Benjamin called me and said his relative

would come to learn piano. He asked you to teach her. Madelyn, do you know if there are any children

in the Clark family? Or is the child his illegitimate daughter? Is it a lie?"

Madelyn thought carefully.

It was not surprising that there were children among the relatives of the Clark family, but there should

be very few of them that Benjamin would make an exception and look after.

Madelyn failed to figure it out.

Penelope waved her hand casually. "We'll know when she comes."

As she spoke, Penelope remembered what Benjamin told her last night and asked curiously, "Madelyn,

did you sleep with him last night?"

Madelyn was drinking water.

She spurted out a mouthful of water in shock.

She looked at Penelope with embarrassment in her misty eyes.

Penelope shrugged her shoulders and said, "He said you were exhausted and went to sleep. Of

course, I would think it that way."

Besides, Benjamin looked horny last night.

Madelyn wiped her clothes and said in a soft voice, "No, we didn't. He was injured, and I bandaged his

wound. We're not possible. I won't sleep with him anymore."

Penelope thought it was a pity.

Which woman didn't desire Benjamin's body, face, and the sensuality in his eyes?

Just as Penelope was imagining, the phone rang.

"Ms. Green, the Clark family has come to sign up for your VIP course."