Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 308 I Care About My Wife

Chapter 308 I Care About My Wife

Early in the morning, Madelyn woke up.

She felt like she had just had a dream.

In her dream, Benjamin had regained his memories and said gently, "Madelyn, I'm back!"

Madelyn sat up and touched her cold cheeks which were wet with tears.

At the bedroom door, Benjamin carried breakfast and looked at her with a hoarse voice, "Why are you

crying?"

He walked over and placed the breakfast on the bedside table. He touched her forehead and said, "It's

not too hot anymore!"

Madelyn stared straight at him.

Her nose was slightly red, making her look pitiful, which made the man pity her. Benjamin said in a low

voice, "Don't look at me like that. I'm afraid I can't control myself."

Madelyn's lips trembled, but she didn't have the courage to ask.

Later, she calmed down a bit and asked, "How did you come here?"

Benjamin placed a pillow behind her and tried to feed her porridge. Madelyn declined and ate two

mouthfuls before realizing that she hadn't brushed her teeth.

Her expression was a bit cute.

Benjamin couldn't help but reach out and lightly pinch her face. "In special circumstances, I can be

lenient with you!"

Madelyn shook her head. "I don't have an appetite."

She still wanted to ask why he came here.

Benjamin leaned closer to her, his handsome face very close to hers, so close that their breaths mixed

together. His dark eyes stared at her with an oddly gentle tone, "Are you doing well after the divorce?

You're sick like this, and you're still carrying everything on your own!"

Madelyn wanted to move away, but he reached around her from behind and lightly embraced her waist,

slowly stroking her.

There was no desire in his touch. He was just comforting her.

Benjamin was good-looking and so gentle with his touches that Madelyn found it hard to resist. But she

tried to push him away, saying firmly, "I can have other people take care of me."

"Joseph? Or that Michael who acts like a pretty boy?" Benjamin asked. "Madelyn, do they love you the

way I do? If they do, why do you reject them?"

Madelyn was struggling to breathe under his weight.

She felt nauseous again.

Benjamin noticed her discomfort and loosened his grip, giving her water and medicine.

Madelyn broke into a sweat.

She remembered that she had an appointment to see a property today.

Benjamin said softly, "Take care of yourself first. I'll deal with it in your place."

Madelyn was taken aback.

Just then, Joseph knocked on the door. Benjamin turned to look at her, and Madelyn said, "Don't open

the door."

Benjamin snorted, "Am I not fit to be seen?" Then, he opened the door.

It was indeed Joseph, holding breakfast in his hands. The atmosphere became a bit tense between

Benjamin and Joseph, but Joseph quickly smiled and asked, "How's Ms. Green doing?"

"She's fever-free now but still not feeling well," Benjamin stepped back and let Joseph enter. Joseph

nodded and put down the breakfast.

He noticed the breakfast on the bedside table, and his gaze dimmed.

From start to finish, he knew he didn't stand a chance. Not only did Madelyn reject him tactfully, but

also Benjamin was the one who discovered him and gave him a chance. Without Benjamin, he wouldn't

be where he is today.

Joseph couldn't bring himself to do anything too treacherous.

Later, he and Benjamin discussed the property.

Madelyn was lying in the inner room, listening quietly.

Later, she fell asleep. But her last bit of consciousness was that she had somehow regained the feeling

of having someone to rely on. Just like when she recklessly bumped into Eleanor, she wasn't fearless,

and a pair of hands held her, telling her, "Madelyn, don't be afraid."

This sense of security, from beginning to end, could only be given by Benjamin, making Madelyn feel

like she was sinking.

*

Madelyn slept in the hotel for a whole day.

When night fell, fiery clouds appeared in the sky, and the red glow was spectacular.

She took a shower and felt much lighter.

The door was pushed open, and Benjamin came in with two bento boxes. Seeing her back turned

towards him, he asked gently, "Are you feeling better?"

Madelyn turned to look at him quietly.

Since his amnesia, they had been together for more than half a year.

She thought she knew him, but now she needed help understanding him. What was Benjamin thinking

now? Was he only being nice to her to remarry her?

And was last night just a dream?

Benjamin sensed her struggle and smirked, "You're the mother of my two children, and I currently have

no plans to remarry. Is it that strange that I'm treating you well?"

Madelyn silently walked over to the small dining table and sat down.

She was a little hungry.

Benjamin prepared the food, watching her eat with a smile. "You behave so well when you're hungry.

But once you're full, you won't pay any attention to me, right?"

Madelyn was impressed with him. Even while eating, he could make such ambiguous comments.

She glared at him.

Benjamin smiled and talked to Madelyn about his thoughts on the property they had seen today. He

had great vision and was very persuasive when he spoke. Even though Madelyn had achieved some

success now, she still couldn't help but admire his ability.

Finally, he said thoughtfully, "But the other side also has some dirty secrets, so I suggest that if the

property costs more than 51 million, it's not worth buying."

This number was almost the same as Madelyn's bottom line.

She murmured in agreement.

Benjamin looked at her in her bathrobe. She had a gentle look in her eyes. He couldn't help but touch

her chestnut-colored hair and said, "You're so well-behaved right now, like a little mother."

Madelyn's body tensed.

She looked up at him, but Benjamin remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, he didn't bother her and even got another suite across from her. Madelyn knew that

Joseph went to his room to work overtime at night.

Late at night, Madelyn threw herself onto the soft bed.

She felt like she was going crazy.

The next day, she couldn't help but knock on Benjamin's bedroom door to ask him.

The door opened, and Benjamin stood at the door with little expression and clothing.

He was shirtless, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

Water dripped from his hair, rolling down his chiseled face and into the towel around his abdomen,

finally evaporating in the steam.

Madelyn's fair neck moved slightly.

Benjamin wiped his hair with a towel and casually asked, "Aren't we going to a dinner party? Why

aren't you getting ready?"

Although he said that, he still stepped aside and let her in.

Madelyn leaned against the door.

Benjamin picked up the cigarette box from the end of the bed, took out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke rose

as he asked in a low voice, "Is there something on your mind?"

Madelyn hesitated for a long time before softly asking, "Have you regained your memories?"

Benjamin pinched the butt of the cigarette and took a deep drag, nodding his head, "I remember some

things."

Madelyn's heart beat faster and faster.

He said he remembered some things.

She wanted to ask what he remembered, but the words couldn't come out of her mouth. She felt that

he was pursuing her and treating her as his ex-wife at the same time.

He knew how to influence people.

She didn't say anything, and neither did Benjamin. He just watched her slowly finish smoking a

cigarette.

Finally, he walked up to her and whispered, "Let's take it slow."

Her lips trembled. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Benjamin gently touched her lips, "I want you. My body aches with want for you, but I know you hate it!

I'll treat you well. Can we take it slow this time?"

Madelyn looked up, her eyes moist.

Benjamin gently embraced her.

He pressed his face against her hair, repeating softly and gently, "I'm sorry, Madelyn! I'm sorry! I

shouldn't have forgotten about you."

She stiffened in his arms but never pushed him away!

In this lifetime, she was defeated by him.

In the end, nothing happened!

There were no intimate actions, just a hug, a long embrace. Madelyn's voice was nasal when she

finally spoke, "I'm going to change clothes."

Benjamin opened the door for her.

He caught her slender wrist as she walked out and said, "Madelyn!"

Her eyes grew moist.

Benjamin's hand slid down and gently touched the diamond ring on her finger. It was a 52-carat

diamond ring that he had placed on her at Vadiff.

Benjamin whispered, "Madelyn, please don't push me away anymore."

Madelyn fled in panic.

Benjamin stood there quietly. He did want to keep her, but besides salvaging their marriage, besides

his physical desire and possessiveness towards her, there was something else.

For example, when he touched that diamond ring, Madelyn blushed, her ears turning red, and that

unintentional shyness stirred his heart and made him jealous of the former Ben.

...

Half an hour later, they left the hotel.

The CEO of the other company was particularly hospitable, unaware of Benjamin and Madelyn's

relationship. He thoughtfully arranged two young and beautiful girls for Joseph and Benjamin.

They were said to be lively and lovely students from an art school.

Joseph went along with the flow and had the girl sit beside him.

Benjamin put his arm around Madelyn's shoulder and proudly said, "Mr. Kermit, it's not that I don't want

to relax, but my wife has strict control over me. Even on business trips, she keeps a close eye on me!"

Mr. Kermit was taken aback.

Then, he punished himself with three drinks to apologize to Madelyn.

Madelyn didn't say much, and she just smiled lightly.

That evening, Benjamin drank quite a lot, and fortunately, they successfully signed the contract over

the dinner table. Madelyn was surprised because she had always thought that Benjamin was only

suitable for the negotiation table.

Unexpectedly, he also excelled in the art of dining and drinking.

Joseph also had a few drinks, but his tolerance wasn't excellent, so he was escorted back to the hotel

midway.

After finishing the meal, Benjamin was also almost drunk.

The driver helped him get into the car, and Madelyn sat beside him, feeling a bit uneasy.

Benjamin was drunk.

But he wasn't completely wasted. He patted her, saying, "This is how business is done down south,

especially in real estate development. The contracts won't be signed if you don't drink enough!"

Madelyn turned her head to look at him.

Even in the dimly lit car, she could still see his slightly flushed face, exuding a sexy charm.

Madelyn whispered, "Why are you helping me?"

Silence filled the car for a long time.

Benjamin covered his face with his arm, closed his eyes, and said softly, "You're my wife. How can I

bear to see you drinking so hard for performance? Especially since you've just recovered from an

illness, do you think I'm not concerned about you?"