Chapter 29


    Benjamin came home very hungry, holding a long package in one hand. He wanted to eat something


    spicy, so he cooked extra spicy chicken fry and then went to his room for a bath.


    Lisa slipped into the kitchen and took the chicken fry and rushed to her room. Both she and Roshan


    gorged on it and loved the taste.


    Meanwhile, inside Benjamin‘s room. “How long is she going to take to bathe?” Benjamin wondered.


    Having waited ten minutes doing nothing but sitting on his bed, he asked. “Can youe out?” Inside


    the bathroom, Reba was still there, sweating from having stayed there since afternoon. Nobody came


    to help her, and she had even cried a couple of times. Even after Benjamin entered the room just now,


    she was so angry she didn‘t call for his help straight away. Now, Benjamin was asking her toe rit, so


    wiped her face clean.


    Standing on one leg, she opened the door. Benjamin was on his bed and was peering at her, looking


    mildly annoyed, “C–Can you carry me to my bed?” she asked, Benjamin‘s expression didn‘t change.


    “Don‘t you have the maids?” if it was him before he heard Reba‘s speech on the stage, he would


    have jumped when she asked him to carry her, but now, his heart wasn‘t so eager to help her. It felt


    heavy for a valid reason.


    “You are right here, aren‘t you?” she hesitantly replied, but he stayed silent. “Will you help me or not?”


    she asked again. Even though she was talong the support of the doorpost to stand on one foot, she


    could only stand that way for so long. Benjamin got up and unfolded his sleeves. When she gave a


    puzzled look, he said, “I don‘t want to be touched by you, you know.” He went to the shelves and picked


    up her gloves. Reba‘s jaw dropped. “You‘ve gotta be kidding me.” “I wish I was,” he came to her,


    walking slowly and steadily without blinking. She was wearing long shorts that reached up to her knees.


    The curvy shape of her knees didn‘t stir his heart, but then again, the little mole right above her koneeN?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.


    was able to catch his attention. He quickly looked back up at her face, “Did you just stare at my legs?”


    she asked. “O–Of course not,” he stopped before her. “I was wondering where my hands should hold


    you.”


    “Isn‘t it obvious? One on my back, and the other under my knees.” “Yeah, but that‘s way too romantic,


    and I don‘t want to give any false hope,” he leaned forward, and before she realized what he was doing,


    his finn shoulder pressed into her navel and lifted her up like she was a feather when Jane had almost


    burst a veln to pick her up. One of his hands firmly grabbed the back of her thigh. “What are you doing!”


    she screamed.”


    Put me down.” If her right ankle wasn‘t injured, she could have used force, but now, she wasn‘t in a


    position to do so.


    Benjamin leaned so that she fell softly on her bed. She was on her bed before she even realized


    1. it.


    He went back to his bed and picked up his towel and clothes before entering the bathroom


    “What a show off,” she clenched her fists. “If only I had one good maid in the house...” she believed that


    all the maids in the house were fucking her father, and she hated them and his father for it. “I wanted to


    buy and move to my own house after marriage, but I ended up marrying a fool. I need some more time


    before I find a better location for a home, and then I won‘t step in this damn house again. There‘s nobody


    in this home that really cares about me anyway, except Mom maybe.” Benjamin walked out of the


    bathroom, which genuinely shocked her. It had been only two and half minutes since he entered, and he


    was already out. He generally bathed fast, but this was a record even for him. She didn‘t look pleased


    with that at al). “Can‘t you spend some more time in the bathroom and clean yourself better?” she


    suggested. “We‘re living in the same room, after all. I‘d prefer it if you keep yourself clean.” Benjamin,


    however, didn‘t even reply. He just walked out of the room as though he didn‘t care.


    Reba gritted her teeth.“This guy... He used to stare at me all the time, but now that I‘m in bed and


    unable to walk, he doesn‘t even look at me! He‘s finally showing his true colors! All men are the same!”


    As she squinted her eyes harder, she noticed the package put on her bed. The 99 dor receipt glued to


    it was signed by Benjamin. “Why did he put his package on my bed?” she was about to push it off the


    bed, but then a thought crept up in the back of her mind. Her hands froze for a second. “Is this what I


    think it is?” she opened the package with anticipation, and her expectations were met. Her face gained


    some glow, and she almost smiled as she looked at not one but two walking sticks with elbow crutches.


    No one in the family brought her a walking stick, and she didn‘t expect him to be the first one to buy this


    much–needed tool. Not just one, but two of them. She pressed her lips together in a bit of regret for


    having just called him a fool. “L... I thought he was angry at me, so... why did he bring me these?”


    Meanwhile, Benjamin came downstairs only to get shocked upon seeing that his chicken curry was gone.


    He checked the whole kitchen, but it was nowhere to be found.


    Just then, one of the maids entered the kitchen.


    “Did you see the chicken fry?” he asked. “I put it on the stove and went for a bath. Now, it‘s gone.” The


    chubby maid had remembered seeing Lisa take it, but she said, “I don‘t know.” She then went out of her


    way to say, “Today‘s dinner menu is chicken, so if you want, you can wait.” “Wait?” Benjamin frowned. It


    would take at least one to two hours to prepare everything, but he really wanted to eat it right away.


    “Where‘s the meat? I‘ll cook it myself.” “I think Oliver is killing the hens in the backyard. You can go there


    to collect it yourself.” “Ah, fine” Benjamin went to the backyard, and the maid was right. Oliver, the fifty–


    year–old butler had already beheaded four chickens. However, Louis‘ children were there. d was


    licking the raw blood off the chicken‘s head, while Mercie was flicking another chicken‘s head and


    making it roll on the floor. “Hey, what are you two doing here?”


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    Benjamin‘s entrance startled the children, and they ran into the vi through another entrance. Benjamin


    looked at Oliver who was sleeping on the bench. He pped the bench, and the butler woke up. Oliver


    was surprised initially. “Unpaid maid?” After realizing that it was Benjamin who hit him, he grew angry.


    “Can‘t you see that I was sleeping?” Oliver might be old, but he was tall and had a typical butcher‘s


    physique. “Kneel and apologize to me ten times,” Oliver threatened, ” or I’ll squeeze your balls hard


    enough you‘ll permanently lose your ability to harden your di–Mmmphh,” he lowered his gaze, and


    Benjamin‘s hand was firmly grabbing his balls and squeezing them hard enough, he felt powerless. After


    Oliver suffered enough, Benjamin let go of Oliver‘s balls and grabbed his hair so he wouldn‘t copse to


    the ground. “I‘ve seen you hit on my wife a few times already. If I so much as think lustfully of her again,


    I’m warning you,” his gaze turned murderous, “you‘ll regret ever being born.”


    Oliver‘s face was overtaken by fear. His eyes didn‘t see Benjamin but a ferocious beast right now, and


    his entire soul felt squeezed by some insurmountable power. His dder had long leaked all the urine it


    had.


    When Benjamin let go of his hair, he pathetically copsed and shivered, but his eyes still contained


    rage. (You little bastard... you have no idea who you just messed with!)


    On the first floor‘s balcony, Louis and Be were sipping crimson tea. And they noticed everything


    Benjamin did. “So he does have some backbone,” Be smirked. “I thought he was just a pussy.” “If he is


    this tough, why does he lower himself so much for my sister?” Louis wondered. “Maybe he really loves


    her,” Be said. “Love, huh...” Louis looked at Be, his wife. “Do you love me?” She faintly smiled. “You


    know I do, don‘t you? Our two children are proof of that.” “Mm...” he looked away and squinted his eyes


    as he looked into the distance. “That man said he liked my sister the moment he saw her. Was he talking


    about love as well?”


    “Whether it‘s love or not, that man‘s going to be here sooner orter. We need to be prepared for that.


    You need to be ready. There won‘t be any turning back.” Louis nodded. “I know.”