Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 9 Who Is Your Husband

Chapter 9 Who Is Your Husband

Catalina couldn't help but turn her head to look at Bennett, who was standing beside them, after

hearing Darnell's question.

The fact that she wished that Bennett would help her surprised her.

No matter what, she was legally his wife.

Bennett was not in a hurry to respond.

Instead, he reached over to his cigarette case on the nightstand and lit a cigarette.

His sculpture-like handsome face was blurred by the white smoke that filled his thin, sensual lips.

He had just woken up, which explained why his hair was messy, and his eyes were drowsy. Despite all

of that, he still managed to maintain an air of self-assurance and dignity. An air of cool disinterest

emanated from him no matter what he did.

"No."

He said calmly, his face expressionless.

His amber-colored eyes, which were hidden behind his glasses, showed no emotion.

Catalina already knew he would say that.

However, she still felt as if her heart was sinking into hell.

"Great! I'm gonna teach this chick a lesson!"

Darnell grabbed Catalina and threw her onto the bed.

Without wasting a second, he climbed on top of her. He laughed like a winner as he pointed to her

nose. "I'm going to take your skin off right now! I'll hang you from that tree outside and put on a show Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

for the passersby. Let's see who will make it to the front page tomorrow."

As Darnell was about to put his hands on her, she yelled, "No!"

She wrapped her arms around herself as a form of self-defense against his assault.

Catalina was well aware that she needed to find a quick solution.

She realized she couldn't rely on Bennett to save her and that she was the only one who could save

herself.

When Darnell was about to touch her body, she knew that keeping herself safe was the most important

thing. She shut her eyes and yelled, "Help me! My husband!"

At that precise moment, a man's blazer flew at her and struck her in the head.

She saw nothing but pitch darkness.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind without giving her time to react. A man

dragged her off the bed like a garbage bag as soon as he could.

Her back smacked hard against that man's muscular chest, making her fall into his arms.

Catalina was utterly taken aback.

Darnell was sitting on his knees on the bed, unable to believe that she could escape, and he was just

as perplexed as she was.

Darnell and Catalina had met when they were young because he was Bennett's aunt's son, but they

hadn't seen each other since he left the country.

Catalina had actually recognized him just now.

Darnell's cocky demeanor remained unchanged from when he was a child, even after ten years had

passed.

"What are you doing, Ben?"

Darnell sat on his knees on the bed, suspiciously looking at Bennett. His cousin appeared solemn, with

Catalina tightly clutched in his arms.

"What's going on? But I thought you mean you weren't interested in her." Darnell thought to himself.

Catalina had no idea what was happening because her head was covered by a jacket.

She was aware of the man's firm, warm chest against her back at the time, as if they were very

intimate. She could even feel his chest move as he breathed, and the sensation burned her back inch

by inch, straight to her heart.

Catalina's heart pounded like a drum in the darkness.

"Wait!"

Darnell jumped off the bed and quickly stepped in front of Catalina after suddenly realizing something.

He asked, "What did you just say? Your husband?"

Catalina's face was flushed with shyness as Darnell removed the blazer from her head.

Darnell froze for a moment before gulping. He said, pointing to the tip of her adorable nose, "Do you

mean I'm your husband? Just because you say something nice doesn't mean I'll let you off the hook."

Darnell was so naive that he thought Catalina called him her "husband".

Catalina turned her head around to face the man behind her.

Bennett, too, was staring at her from below.

There was no indication of emotion in his expression.

Catalina quickly averted her gaze after she became flustered.

Her heart started racing right away.

Darnell said for he had never had any patience," Why are you looking at Ben? Answer me!"

Bennett frowned, "She's not talking about you."

Bennett's grip on Catalina's waist tightened, giving her the impression that he wanted to control and

own her. He appeared to be telling Darnell that she belonged to him.

Catalina's heart beat a little faster.

Despite being covered by his blazer, she could feel her face was as hot as it was on fire.

Darnell's jaw dropped open in disbelief at what he was witnessing.

"What's happening now? Am I dreaming? Is Bennett finally starting to have feelings for women?" He

asked himself.

The idea Bennett of letting a "call girl" address him as "husband", who had never been with a woman

before, made Darnell feel incredible.

Darnell was still in shock when he left the room.

The moment he shut the door, he felt like he was walking on a cloud, and everything around him

seemed surreal.

"Weird! This is so weird!"

"Darnell, what's going on in there?"

Darnell's friends gathered around him and asked as soon as he came out of the room.

Darnell, however, remained lost in his thoughts. "Who the hell is this woman? How dare she say Ben is

her 'husband'? The weirdest thing is that Ben allowed her to do it! Is everything in this world real?"

"Huh? What exactly do you mean by 'not real'?" Everyone asked in confusion.

Darnell came back to his senses at this point. "What are you guys talking about? Get the hell out of

here!"

Bennett let go of Catalina with impatience as soon as Darnell left.

Catalina tripped and fell over onto the soft bed.

She realized Bennett had gone into the bathroom and stood with his back to her as she sat up and

removed that blazer.

Catalina shifted her gaze away from him and turned her head.

She caught a whiff of his ambergris perfume as she buried her face in his blazer, a scent she hadn't

smelled in a long time. Her cheeks flushed, and she felt like waves of fire were crashing over her.

Bennett, she suspected, had simply saved her because he wanted to.

She was certain that if she hadn't called him "my husband," he wouldn't have ignored her.

He had, after all, saved her.

Catalina couldn't stop smiling.

She paused for a moment before approaching the restroom door and whispering through the glass, "I'd

like to thank you for saving me."

"That won't be necessary."

Bennett replied coldly.

Bennett then pushed the door open and gave her a cold stare. "I did not save you just for you. I just

don't want you to ruin the reputation of another man in our family."

"What are you taking about?" Catalina asked angrily.

Even though he was much stronger than her, she jumped to her toes and glared at him as if she were

ready to fight.

Instead, after a long pause, she whispered, "I shouldn't have thanked you. I want to take that back."

"I couldn't care less."

Catalina's temper finally exploded, and she stormed away in anger.

She was about to open the door after picking up the spy camera from the floor when the world went

black in front of her. Her vision was obstructed by another jacket.

To Be Continued