I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

Chapter 6 My Bad?

"How could you be ugly? You're still recovering. Don't worry, okay?" Benjamin comforted Lauren.

"Really? You won't stop liking me?" She looked hopeful.

Without any hesitation, he said, "Never. When you're better, we'll get married."

"Seriously? You're not just saying that?" Lauren questioned.

"I mean it. Now, eat up," Benjamin said with a smile.

"Benjamin, I love you," Lauren whispered, her voice soft and calming.

Outside, Harper overheard every word. She smiled sadly, not wanting to interrupt their moment by knocking. She thought it best to wait until they were done talking.

Once the conversation ended, she knocked on the door.

A deep, detached voice from inside said, "Come in."

When Harper walked in, she immediately saw Benjamin by the bed, still in his suit from yesterday. It was clear he'd stayed all night at the hospital.

He gave her a cold, emotionless look as if she meant nothing to him.

her fists and stopped

Sorry to bother you about

shoulder-length hair gave her a fragile yet striking beauty, instantly drawing a protective gaze from anyone who saw her. She was having creamy oatmeal with cinnamon for breakfast

too much

suddenly

instantly

you doing?" Benjamin asked, narrowing his

I'm gross?" Lauren

a straight face, and said, "It's not you. I just hate

clothes while avoiding the cinnamon scent. "Here are the new clothes you

you're so thoughtful! You even picked my style." Confused, Harper thought, "Her style? So, the constantly updated closet at

then looked toward Benjamin with a cold smirk and

nothing else, can we talk?" Harper

I know you're

well up as she spoke, her voice cracking with guilt

Benjamin interrupted, his voice laced with concern. "Remember what the doctor said?

Harper, his face tense. "Why upset her like

thought, "I haven't even done anything, and

Ms. Davis cared, then why did she call so late? We're divorced now, anyway. No need for acting guilt." Benjamin scowled, feeling an odd twinge of regret despite getting what he wanted. "Harper, if you're upset I asked you to bring clothes, blame me, not her. Lauren's too weak for this." Harper scoffed internally, "So... It's okay for me to