Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 39 Bennett is My Husband

Chapter 39 Bennett is My Husband

Next day, on the 28th floor of the Shaffer Group.

"Rat-a-tat"

Vincent knocked on the door of the CEO's office tremblingly.

"Come in."

A low voice answered from inside.

With scalp tightened, Vincent opened the door after taking a deep breath.

The reason for being so nervous was that the man inside wasn't emotionally stable.

"Mr. Shaffer."

Vincent stepped forward respectfully, sizing up the man in front of him without leaving any trace.

He was concentrating on reviewing documents.

Because Bennett lowered his head, Vincent was not sure what kind of emotions were hidden in the

pupils behind his lens.

"Say."

Bennett didn't lift his head.

"Yes."

Vincent swallowed nervously, "Well... CCTV's business interview wants to invite you to..."

Before Vincent finished speaking, Bennett raised his head.

A pair of cold eyes under the lens stared at him, making him instantly feel like he was being watched by

the King of Hell.

It sends shivers down his spine.

Vincent shivered and swallowed, "Yes, I know, Mr. Shaffer never accepts interviews, including cctv, so I

will reject."

"Go."

Bennett said suddenly.

"Ah?" Vincent was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly.

Go??

Was it really "go" that his boss said just now rather than "fuck you"!

Bennett continued his work with head bowed, and he ordered, "I can spare a quarter of an hour thirty

minutes later."

"Ah! Yes! I will arrange it immediately." Vincent came out of the CEO's office, still feeling like he was in

a dream.

What happened? Could it be that the danger alert has been lifted?

When did this happen? Last night?

Vincent looked back at the closed wooden door behind, still feeling unbelievable.

He was really curious that who on earth had such an ability to calm down this furry lion overnight.

But on second thought, there would be no one except Mrs. Shaffer of Sophora Villa.

Amazing!

Vincent quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a messgae to the stagnant work group: The super

danger alert on the 28th floor has been completely lifted!

"Long live!"

An excited carnival came from the twenty-seventh floor downstairs.

All the employees of Shaffer Group were passing on the message.

*****

In staff cafeteria of Sayton Magazine

"Wow! Lina, my husband, look at my husband!"

Catalina was having meals, when suddenly Emery alongside her excitedly elbowed her. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Catalina was elbowed so hard that she almost choked over her food in mouth.

When did she have a husband?

"Don't just eat, watch TV!"

"What? Why are you so excited?"

Catalina followed the direction she pointed, but she was so frightened that she covered her mouth and

coughed after seeing the handsome and cold ascetic face on the TV screen.

On the TV, there was none other than...

Catalina's husband, Bennett!

In front of the camera, he wore a navy blue suit, which was of fine texture, without any wrinkles.

He had broad shoulders, narrow waist, straight back and a good temperament.

He was a man of extraordinary beauty and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked capable,

calm, but cold and abstinent, making it difficult for one to get close. Also one would be afraid to get

close, but couldn't help but want to.

Such image of him was really far from the arrogant and domineering image at home.

So that was what he looked like in the workplace.

Such feeling was exactly the same as the night she saw him for the first time four years later.

Beast in human attire!

It was all in disguise.

At this time, the host was still introducing him with fluency, "This is the most prestigious and

authoritative negotiator in the world, one of the most successful investors, and the youngest

entrepreneur on Forbes Billionaire..."

"My husband is the most attractive Mr. Right selected by Socco Fashion!"

Emery added proudly.

She held her head on hands, looking at the screen with a nympho face, "Oh my God, my husband is so

handsome!"

Catalina: "..."

Why her call of "husband" sound so strange!

"Uh...Emery, why do you call him husband?"

"He is my Mr. Right! My super idol! I sleep with his magazines in my arms every day! Don't you think he

is handsome? Don't you want him to be your husband?"

"...haha."

Catalina could only return her with an embarrassed, polite smile.

Fine! I just want you happy.

"It's boring to talk about this topic with someone who is not a star fan like you."

Emery frowned at her.

During commercial break, she got up immediately, "I'm going to bring a bowl of seaweed soup, how

about you?"

"No, I'm almost done."

"Okay, then I'll bring my own."

The commercial ended after Emery left for thirty seconds, and the interview continued.

Catalina raised her head and watched seriously.

The image of him on the screen was totally different from the young boy he was before.

He was composed, calm, confident, and eloquent.

Sure enough, Bennett, no matter where he was, was always the most dazzling one.

He was shining and attractive.

All the people surrounding were overshadowed by him.

"What are you watching? Your saliva is dripping out. Hurry up and wipe it off!"

Suddenly, there was a joking and annoying voice from above.

Immediately, the vacant seat next to Catalina was taken by an uninvited guest.

Who else could it be except the flamboyant and annoying Mr. Wyatt?

Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road.

Catalina never expected that the director of Magazine would have meal in staff canteen.

She picked up the plate and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, before she stood up, Darnell pressed her shoulders, "What are you afraid of? Can I eat

you?"

"Stay away from me. There are so many colleagues around watching!"

Catalina slapped his hand away in disgust.

Darnell smirked and didn't take it seriously, "What's the matter? Will a woman of hour like you be afraid

of gossip?"

Catalina of course knew that he was sneering.

She cast a contemptuous glance at him, "If you have something to say, please say and leave if you

have nothing to do. You are occupying my friend's place."

Just at this time, Emery, who came back with soup, saw Darnell sitting on her seat. She was so

frightened that she immediately found an empty seat that was very far away from him.

Then she sat down, sipping soup.

That posture was completely like a mouse encountered a cat.

A bad conscience is a snake in one's heart.

Satisfied with Emery's reaction, Darnell shrugged his shoulders, quite proudly, "Your friend has found a

better seat."

Catalina didn't feel like talking with him and wanted to leave.

But her hand was grabbed by Darnell.

Catalina was annoyed.

He pulled with her in public with so many colleagues staring at them. It is clear that he wanted to

tarnish her reputation on purpose

Catalina's face flamed with anger, but she had to obey obediently and sat down, "Let go! What do you

want to do?"

Darnell looked at her flushed little face and thought it was very funny.

He threw away Catalina's soft little hand and laid his head down on the desk, looking back at infuriated

Catalina, "What? Are you thinking about Ben?"

Catalina ignored him and turned her face away.

"Okay! Then I will kindly tell you a secret."