Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 149 Not Get Used to Her Leaving

Chapter 149 Not Get Used to Her Leaving

Thinking about it, Benjamin couldn't bear it.

But he wasn't a reckless boy anymore, and he couldn't do irrational things just because Madelyn was

dating Bryson.

For example, he couldn't intervene and pull them apart, or impulsively confess his feelings to Madelyn,

and say he wants to marry her.

He told himself that he couldn't give her what she wanted!

He thought that it was a normal thing for him and Madelyn to separate. Even though he still had

feelings for her when he saw her a few days ago, he didn't think he couldn't live without her by his side.

However, when he discovered that she might belong to someone else.

It was a huge blow to him!

Benjamin's heart was experiencing changes it had never experienced before, and at this moment, he

couldn't figure out what he really wanted!

If it was Madelyn's body, there were certainly others who were more beautiful and had better figures

than her.

As for companionship, Benjamin was never lacking in company. With his outstanding family

background and appearance, many girls were eager to please him... except for Madelyn. She either

wanted to marry him, or she left without hesitation.

Fireworks filled the sky...

Benjamin looked up, feeling incredibly bitter.

And the couple who were embracing had long disappeared!

Where did they go?

The atmosphere tonight was so good, could they have gone directly to a hotel... and made love?

Benjamin's heart ached, and he couldn't breathe!

...

After Madelyn finished viewing the art exhibition, Bryson gentlemanly escorted her home.

He could tell that Madelyn wasn't that into him. She did have some affection for him, but it was mostly

because of his external conditions.

Madelyn didn't feel any sparks.

But Bryson wasn't discouraged. He gracefully said goodbye to her and made plans for the next time.

The night was thick.

At the entrance of the apartment building, Madelyn bid farewell to Bryson.

The streetlights cast their elongated shadows. Bryson liked Madelyn very much. He said a lot... and in

the end, he laughed, "Go upstairs! Otherwise, I'll talk until dawn."

Madelyn nodded.

She took off her scarf and handed it back to him.

Bryson didn't accept it. There was depth in his elegant face.

"In the near future... Madelyn, I hope you'll invite me upstairs to sit for a while."

This is an invitation from an adult man. With a little careful consideration, one can easily understand.

Madelyn was no longer a young girl.

She didn't say yes, nor did she say no.

She smiled slightly, "Let's see how things go!"

Bryson smiled and walked backwards, waving at her. "Ms. Green, goodnight."

He opened the car door and got in.

Madelyn waved back.

She thought that tonight's date was pleasant, and someone with Bryson's temperament was suitable

for her.

Madelyn was in a good mood.

She took a bath, wrapped herself in a fragrant towel, and when she came out, she received a

WhatsApp message from Bryson.

He sent a postcard.

It was probably taken at the entrance of his mansion, with fireworks lighting up the night sky, giving off

a strong Christmas atmosphere.

Madelyn smiled softly.

She was about to reply when her phone rang...

The caller was Mr. Clark.

After considering for a moment, Madelyn answered, but there was a long silence on the other end of

the line.

Finally, Madelyn couldn't help but speak, "Mr. Clark?"

Benjamin's voice was hoarse, "Madelyn, how have you been lately?"

Madelyn pondered. Benjamin wasn't the kind of person who was overbearing and nosy, so why did he

suddenly become so caring? But because he helped her father win the lawsuit, she still replied in a

calm voice, "Hmm... I'm fine."

"Where did you spend Christmas Eve today? Did you have a good time?"

Madelyn wasn't foolish.

By asking this, Benjamin must have known something.

She remained silent for a moment and whispered, "I had a good time!"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

...

He was practically interrogating a prisoner. After contemplating for a while, Madelyn finally said, "Yes! I

do have a boyfriend."

"What kind of person is he? Is he good-looking? What does he do for a living?"

Madelyn couldn't stand it anymore.

She deliberately lowered her voice, "Benjamin, we're done!"

"So?"

"So, my personal matters are none of your concern anymore! If you must know, then I'll tell you that I

plan to get along well with him. He's a very nice person and good-looking too."

...

After saying it, she regretted it a little bit.

She's bothering with Benjamin about what?

Over there, Benjamin fell silent for a while before asking softly, "Is Bryson better looking than me?"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

...

Madelyn blinked gently, unable to believe what she had heard.

Sure enough, Benjamin knew, and he pretended to go around in circles with her.

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Benjamin's actions upset Madelyn, and her enthusiasm for chatting with Bryson diminished.

Over there, Benjamin's mood worsened.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top-floor flat, there was a magnificent night view of Gredax.

After taking a shower, Benjamin's hair was still wet. He put on a loosely open black bathrobe, revealing

his chest.

He leaned against the bar counter, staring absentmindedly at the night view.

After breaking up with Madelyn, he wanted to forget about her, but his flat was filled with the remnants

of Madelyn's presence.

In the closet, her bathrobe hung beside his.

The two pairs of couple slippers she bought were still unopened.

Every time he opened the accessory cabinet, he could see the jewelry he bought for her neatly

arranged in velvet boxes...

She didn't take any of these with her!

They served as reminders that there was once a woman who had occupied his life, perhaps even his

body and mind.

Lately, Benjamin began suffering from insomnia.

Even though he was exhausted from work, he couldn't fall asleep at night...

Sometimes, in the early morning, he would roll over and thought that Madelyn was still there. He

wanted to give her a good morning kiss or engage in passionate intimacy.

But no...

All he could embrace was a pillow.

On his spacious bed, he couldn't find anything to touch.

Benjamin finished his glass of red wine, ending this cold Christmas Eve. He walked into the bedroom,

which was still eerily empty.

He lay there for a while, but eventually got up and went to the bathroom.

Moments later, water splashed down.

Amidst the sound of water, occasional suppressed gasps from a man could be heard...

Afterward, Benjamin returned to bed with a mist of steam surrounding him.

He turned off the light but felt even emptier.

In the dead of night, his body was more honest than he was.

He missed Madelyn. He missed her body. It had been almost a month since they last made love...

Early morning.

The maid went back to work and came over to clean the house and make breakfast.

Benjamin emerged from the bedroom.

The maid, unaware that Madelyn had moved out, naturally asked, "Is Ms. Green awake?"

Benjamin straightened his tie.

He sat down at the dining table and took a sip of coffee before saying in a low voice, "We broke up!

She has moved out."

The maid realized she had said something wrong and quickly apologized.

Benjamin read the morning newspaper. "Just be more careful with your words in the future," he added.

He paused for a moment, looking at the maid. "Today, tidy up the bedroom. Pack Ms. Green's clothes

in a bag. The jewelry... Call Paisley to come and handle it."

The maid understood from his words that it was a definitive breakup.

She felt sad.

Previously, it seemed that Mr. Clark treated Ms. Green really well. Sometimes, even early in the

morning, they would engage in intimate activities.

How could... things change so suddenly?

After hesitating for a moment, the maid asked, "What should I do with the packed clothes? Should I just

throw them away?"