In the breakfast shop.

It seemed like Benedict often came here. As soon as they entered the shop, the boss herself went forward and greeted them warmly.

He said to her, "This breakfast shop is quite famous. They use a wide variety of fresh ingredients. This is the menu. What would you like to eat?"

Benedict then took her to the spot where he usually sat and handed her the menu.

Kimberly didn't have the mood to eat breakfast, so she just glanced at the menu and ordered a bowl of mushroom soup.

Benedict noticed that she wasn't herself, but he did not say anything. After he handed the menu back to the waiter, he ordered a couple more dishes for Kimberly and then looked at her.

He asked, "What's wrong? You look so pale, and you don't seem to have any appetite. Do you need me to bring you for a check-up at the hospital?"

Hearing this, she came to her senses, and she stared right at Benedict who was sitting opposite of her.

He was wearing a pristine white shirt that was nicely ironed, not a single wrinkle could be seen. He was obviously very particular about his image.

His facial features were also very beautiful. Compared to Maddox's stern eyes and sharp facial features, his were much more gentle and soft. As the saying goes, manners maketh man.

Benedict projected this feeling towards Kimberly- he was a gentleman.

She wondered if he was truly the person from that night.

"No worries. I just didn't sleep well," Kimberly waved off his concern.

The worry in Benedict's eyes increased and he said, "Erica, do you hate me?"

Kimberly was momentarily stunned and she asked dumbly, "Sorry?"

"You are always distancing yourself from me." Benedict smiled and asked in a soft voice, "Why? Do I look scary?"

Kimberly explained embarrassingly, "There's no such thing. You're just overthinking."

don't distance yourself from

know

but her heart

should she get the answer she wanted

time, Kimberly raised her head again and

and sudden, Kimberly still wanted to know the answer. Benedict clearly didn't understand why she asked this question, but he entertained her anyway. He nodded slowly and replied, "Sometimes, I

Kimberly's hands tightened a little under

that he

she asked another question, he might suspect something, provided that he was the man

next question

for a long

some of your suits

met his charming eyes. She noticed that he was staring at her, his jade- like eyes scrutinizing her and a faint smile on his face, as if he was trying

hitched and she hesitated, the rest

simply looked at her, his eyes deep

"You seem to

and Kimberly didn't dare to ask any more questions. At this time, the waiter brought her mushroom soup over. Kimberly took this opportunity to avoid Benedict's penetrating gaze and got up to take the bowl from

was nervous, she accidentally knocked the bowl of hot soup over, burning

side and grabbed her hand while speaking

and he quickly rushed towards the

apologized hurriedly, "I'm really sorry,

okay. It's not your fault," Kimberly said as she shook her head. It

soaked her hand into the cold water. Her skin was really fair, and now that her hand was scalded, the skin was burned into a shade of bright red. Benedict looked at her hand and frowned, saying, "It's in a bad condition. Keep your hand soaked for a while. I'll get you some ointment from a

soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran out

back to her senses, she wanted to stop him but it was too late. She

in less than five minutes. He picked her hand out from the water and wiped her hands dry with a paper towel. He then applied

cold feeling as it was rubbed onto her

he was applying it, Kimberly heard his rapid breathing and looked up at him. She saw

This was...

skipped a beat for some reason. He had

so good

and immediately regretted it. Why did she ask such a question? Wouldn't

wasn't thinking straight. What I meant was... you don't

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