Chapter 150 Frustrated When Seeing Another Man Blow-dry Her Hair
Chapter 150 Frustrated When Seeing Another Man Blow-dry Her Hair
Benjamin was taken aback.
"Let''s put that aside for now! I haven''t made up my mind."
The maid chimed in again, "What about the piano? The one you gave to Ms. Green, called Louis XII? I
heard it''s very expensive! Mr. rk, you don''t y the piano anyway. Why not let Paisley sell it?"
Benjamin was speechless.
"That piano is called Morningdew."
The maid pouted, not understanding any of this.
Benjamin looked at the piano and said softly after a moment, "Let''s put that aside for now!"
The maid didn''t ask any further.
Heh!
Mr. rk ultimately couldn''t bring himself to throw away Ms. Green''s belongings, and it was obvious
that he hadn''t moved on. From her experience as someone who had been through it, she could tell that
before long, Mr. rk would probably cry and beg for getting back together.
After understanding this, The maid turned around and went to do her work.
But Benjamin, holding a cup of coffee, was lost in his thoughts...
...
The following week.
Benjamin developed a bad habit. He would always follow Madelyn after work, bumping into her
unexpectedly.
Sometimes, it would be a ce Madelyn liked to visit.
Other times, it would be music bars and restaurants that Bryson liked to go to.
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Benjamin wasn''t close with Bryson. Their families had some connections, and they were merely
nodding acquaintances.
Bryson and Benjamin came from different circles, so Bryson was unaware of the earlier rtionship
between Benjamin and Madelyn. However, as he encountered Benjamin frequently, anyone who was
notpletely nonchnt would inevitably sense something unusual.
Bryson asked Madelyn once.
Madelyn was slightly stunned because she thought Bryson already knew it.
But aftering to her senses, she admitted it. She said that she did have a rtionship with
Benjamin...
After saying that, she looked at Bryson.
If Bryson couldn''t ept it, she wouldn''t force it, as some men did care deeply about such matters.
At that moment, Bryson didn''t say anything.
However, when he was driving her home, he expressed his feelings, "Madelyn, if Benjamines back
to you, would you ept him again?"
A man understood another man the best.
It was widely known that Benjamin wasn''t interested in marriage.
Bryson thought their breakup was probably due to this reason.
But recently, Benjamin had been hanging around Madelyn. Bryson thought that a proud man like
Benjamin was usually unable to set aside his pride and desired for the woman to return to his side on
her own initiative.
He wanted to know if Madelyn woulde back to him...
After Bryson asked, he stared at Madelyn with an intense gaze.
Madelyn leaned back.
She turned her head to look at Bryson. She had been getting along well with him these past few days.
Although their rtionship wasn''t so passionate, it was sweet. Aside from the kiss on her forehead on
Christmas Eve, he hadn''t crossed any boundaries.
She knew that Bryson cherished her.
And she also cherished this rtionship and wanted to make it work!
After a long silence, Madelyn spoke softly.
"Bryson, I''m serious about our rtionship."
Bryson, who had been on edge, felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. No one could tell how
nervous he had been just moments ago. He knew he was outstanding, with a good background and
appearance, but he also knew thatpared to Benjamin, he seemed a bit dull.
Benjamin''s status and charisma were undeniable.
Magazines even called Benjamin a "walking hormone"!
Bryson''s self-confidence wavered a bit!
But Madelyn''s wordsforted him.
He leaned in and kissed Madelyn''s cheek, his voice slightly hoarse, "It''s only nine o''clock. Can you
invite me upstairs?"
A child had gotten chocte on her hair at the restaurant earlier.
Madelyn apologized with a smile, "I have to wash my hair. I may not be able to make you coffee."
Bryson looked at her.
"I''m noting up for coffee. Can I help you blow-dry your hair?"
Madelyn had no reason to refuse.
She had been on several dates with Bryson and was seriously involved with him. If she didn''t allow him
into her t, it would be impolite.
She smiled faintly. "Then I''ll brew the coffee before washing my hair."
Bryson also smiled lightly.
In fact, Madelyn hadn''t noticed that during their dates, she had always been too reserved...
...
Madelyn invited Bryson to her small t.
It was on the fourth floor, not veryrge, about fifty square meters.
But the decoration andyout were nice and quite cozy...
Madelyn brewed a cup of coffee for Bryson and went to the bathroom to wash her hair. When she
came out, she saw Bryson standing by the window, holding the cup of coffee, but she didn''t know what
he was looking at.
Madelyn towel-dried her hair. "What are you looking at?"
Bryson''s gaze fell on the gold-colored Bentley parked downstairs. When he heard Madelyn approach,
he raised the coffee cup in his hand. "The coffee is good."
"It''s Yunnan coffee beans."
Bryson smirked, "Come here! I''ll blow-dry your hair for you."
Madelyn didn''t hesitate.
She handed him the hairdryer and turned her back to him, so she didn''t see Benjamin downstairs...
Bryson was gentle in his movements.
And very respectful.
After drying her hair, he softly embraced Madelyn from behind. "I want to stay overnight."
Madelyn''s body stiffened slightly.
She gently broke free and whispered, "Bryson, I don''t want to move so fast."
Bryson smiled bitterly.
He appreciated Madelyn''s rationality, but when a girl was too rational in a rtionship, it only meant
that she was not emotionally invested enough or crazy about the man.
She had no desire for him, not even a hint of sexual desire.
Bryson sat for a while and then left.
As he went downstairs, he saw Benjamin''s Bentley was still there. The window was rolled down, and
Benjamin rested his elbow on it, smoking.
Just by his posture and profile, Bryson couldn''t help but admire him.
Bryson politely nodded at him.
Benjamin turned to the side, silently watching him...
The two men understood each other without a word.
After a while, Benjamin chuckled and nodded as well.
Before Bryson could get in the car, Benjamin put the cigarette between his lips, stepped on the gas
pedal, and left first.
Bryson watched the taillights, feeling indescribablyplicated.
...
Benjamin drove back to his t.
He took off his coat and casually threw it on the sofa before sitting in front of the piano.
His slender fingersnded on the ck and white keys, and he closed his eyes and yed "Moonlight
Sonata," the piece Madelyn yed most frequently when she was there.
Benjamin could y the piano, though not proficiently.
He had never mentioned it to Madelyn because he didn''t think it was necessary.
His n had always been to have a rtionship with her, maybe for a year or two, and then part ways
gracefully, providing her with generouspensation.
But they ended in less than two months.
Madelyn didn''t ask for hispensation. She only wanted to leave him and start a new life.
She seemed happy and content with Bryson.
It had been ten days...
Madelyn and Bryson had been dating for ten days. Bryson had already be an integral part of her
life. Would it be long before they slept together, before... they made love?
The piano keys made a dull sound!
Benjamin quietly looked at the Morningdew.
He remembered the past.
He recalled the first time he and Madelyn made love. He gave her the Morningdew, and she rearranged
this t, filled with joy like a newlywed wife.
Little did she know, it was just a way for a man of status to keep a girl.
Pamper her and please her.
And in return, receive the utmost sensory and physical pleasure.
After all, it would feel much more awesome when there were emotions involved in the sex. For
example, when she was beneath him and looking at him with her eyes full of admiration, Benjamin was
extremely turned on...
Would she look at Bryson the same way in the future?
No, absolutely not!
He wouldn''t allow it!
Ten days was Benjamin''s limit of patience...