Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 39

CHAPTER 39

Rebecca’s cry was heard by the maids and the butlers. Though she felt quite the pain for a second, once he put her on the bed and her foot neatly rested, she didn’t feel the pain anymore.

“I’m sorry,” Benjamin apologized for the tenth time. “I was…” he couldn’t say the reason as he was staring at her face and forgot about the surroundings.

“I don’t think you did it on purpose,” Rebecca said, “so it’s alright.”

Benjamin was left speechless. Was she always so understanding? No, something definitely changed in her. He couldn’t pinpoint it but could feel it. “Uh, I couldn’t make it to the job in the morning,” he said, “so I asked for a night shift.”

“Oh, so you won’t be here tonight.”

“Yeah.” He sounded disappointed.

She currently wasn’t wearing the wedding ring. “Okay. I

not, Benjamin faintly smiled and said, “Thank you, my love.” He leaned forward and gently adjusted a few strands of hair falling down the front of her face, almost tickling her cheek and ear

at him almost like a mesmerized doll. Benjamin could feel the baby romance rising in the air, and if not for his wife’s wounded situation, he might have taken a chance to peck a kiss on her cheek, but for now, it still felt like a far away dream: being able to kiss her when she was awake. He was still too

‘See you later,’ like any

remembered how he shed tears in the garden after Elizabeth had hit him repeatedly with a stick. “I made him cry.” Her jaw began to harden. “I married him to keep him by my side, and I know that if someone disrespects my husband, they are disrespecting me as well, but if I fight for him, I’ll be fighting my own family.” Despite everything Benjamin had done for her, a big question still bothered

out through the back door of the villa, wondering what he should do with the free time he got. “Should I just go back and spend some quality time with

toys. Seeing Benjamin, they called out for him.”Get over here, Mr. Maid.” The only two people who unhesitatingly called

you need me here for, Mr.

old man with an eagle tattoo on his head said. He was Nolan Conway. “Scoop it up and take it out

back here, you rascal,” the old woman, Dorothy Conway yelled. Her voice was loud enough to startle the dogs, but Benjamin acted like he couldn’t hear her. He went into the distance and kept poking the puppy’s belly with his finger, and the puppy began to playfully bite on his finger. Dorothy ground her senile teeth in frustration. “This brat has grown balls in the weeks we’ve been out. Do something, darling.” “I’m older than you, so what do you want me to do?” Nolan replied.

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