Chapter 117
At noon, Selena was still resting in bed, with Delle massaging her feet. Kathy was feeding her spoonfuls
of fish soup.
“You are observing every move Reba is making, aren’t you?” she nced at Kathy. “Yes, ma’am, and
I think your son-inw, I mean, Benjamin didn’t give up yet,” she said.” He called her mobile over 100
times. I wanted to delete the call history, but I didn’t know the password. Now, I’m sure Reba ma’am
would have seen that. I wonder how she felt after checking her mobile.” “You should have destroyed the
phone!” Selena yelled. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but please don’t feel stressed. It’s not good for your health.”
“Tsk,” Selena could hear her own heartbeat after yelling just once. She had be a lot more fragile
after the heart attack. It was like she felt the weight of her heart, and it made her feel quite uneasy. She
clutched the bedsheet in frustration. “I’m the one who raised my daughter. She’s my property. I can’t let
some random guy own her. I wanted to force George into her life, but with his hand like that… gunshot
recoveries can take a lifetime. I don’t want to give my daughter a physically handicapped man. Maybe I
should just side with Shawn and see how
it works out. Why don’t you give a call to Artur Bonsbell?” “What?” Kathy was startled. Why did she want
to talk with Artur directly and not with Shawn? What was she thinking? Kathy could only wonder, but
Delle had a guess. If Selena were to talk to Shawn about this, it’d look like she was depending on her
son. Delle knew Selena enough to tell that she hated being dependent on others. At a grand, romantic
outdoor restaurant.
Reba was waiting at a four-seater table until Jane came and gavepany. “Why did you call for me
to meet here? And you didn’t want Donovan toe?” asked Jane. Reba snapped her finger and
then ordered chicken tenders, which were Jane’s favorite. She asked for a spicy lemon juice for herself.
“You’re not gonna eat anything?” Jane asked. “I will when Benjamin’s here,” replied Reba. “What?”
Jane’s expression stiffened a little. “Why did you call me when you were going to meet with him?”
“Because I didn’t want to talk with him alone, Reba said. “He tries to get touchy whenever an
opportunity arises, and I be weak when he touches me.” “Yeah, you were always over sensitive
about your body,” Jane replied, “to the point my ex boyfriends used to say you think with your vagina
because you never let them have a go at it, thinking yours is supremely superior or something. Haha,
those were funny times. Anyway, if me being here will help you, I don’t mind helping.” “Thanks,” Reba
smiled. “I want to talk with him and fix things up, but I can’t trust my
family members. They don’t agree with me and give their own selfish opinions, so that’s why I wanted
you to be here.”
“Don’t worry,” Jane assured. “I’ll kick his ass if he tries to force himself on you.” “Haha, he’s never forced
himself on me, so I doubt he’s that type.”
“Oh, you know nothing about men. At the end of the day, they’re all the same,” she touched her neck as
she said. “I’m not saying there aren’t any honest men, but if he seems too good to be true, then he likely
is. Didn’t you say one of your maids confessed to having sex with him multiple times?”
“I did, but we can’t trust her words blindly. What if my mom made her do it?” Reba said.” I’ve been
trying to reach Ashley since yesterday, but her address and everything about her is fake. It’s all
confusing. But I’ve long stopped trusting anyone blindly, including Benjamin.” Reba said and noticed
that Jane was wearing a turtleneck. “Wait, are you hiding the hickies with that thing again?”
“You know me better than most,” Jane smiled a little bit sadly, and Reba also noticed that.
“Is everything okay?” she could tell that Jane’s voice didn’t have the base it normally would. Clearly,
something wasn’t right. “Yeah, it is…” Jane took a bit of a deep breath. “Just that, two nights back,
Donovan got over aggressive, and I passed out.” Reba’s jaw dropped. “What?” Passing out while
having sex? Was that even possible? Just what was Donovan doing? “Are you fine? Just what did he
do? This isn’t something that can be ignored, right?”
Jane didn’t say anything. She remembered that time when she kept telling Donovan to stop, but he
didn’t. He kept choking her like a beast that had let go of all of its reservations. She passed out in the
middle of it and didn’t have sex with him again in these two days, which was a first after their rtionship
started.
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“Jane, I know you’re having the thoughts of marrying Donovan, but you should reconsider,” Reba
urged. “I don’t know anything about Donovan, but if he’s so abusive even before marriage, then what will
he be like after marriage?”
Reba’s words rang true in Jane’s heart, but should she break up with Donovan for one mistake? He
did apologize to her afterward and said he would never do it again.
“If you don’t like what I’m saying, at least see how much ountability he takes for things he’s done,”
Reba said, but Jane looked conflicted. “Look. He’s rich and good in bed. I get it. But the allure of easy
money or good sex also pulls countless people into situations theyter regret. You remember Natalie,
don’t you? Just make sure you’re not making the same mistake.”
Natalie was a good friend in college. She loved a douchebag who would piss in her private parts during
sex and would treat her more like a tool. Despite hisck of self-control and respect toward her, she
ended up marrying him andtermitted suicide one day. Jane and Reba didn’t even know the
exact reason for her death because Natalie grew depressed after marriage and stopped talking with
them.
TEERIT
“Donovan isn’t like Natalie’s husband,” Jane said, somewhat confidently. “You know him better than I do,
so I’m not going to say more.” “So when is your dear husbanding?” Jane wanted to divert the topic.
“In fifteen minutes.” Jane thought for a second as the ground level sounds of the vehiclesing and
going distracted her a bit. “Have I told you that Benjamin began working at Rye’s Pizzas again?”
Reba was a little surprised. “No, you didn’t.” “You don’t look like you are bothered with it.” “Why would
I be bothered?” “C’mon, if your rtionship with him is getting serious, then he should find a more
serious job, don’t you think? How long do you want him to work as a freaking pizza deliverer? Do you
want him to knock on strangers’ doors and have clothless women pick up his deliveries?” Reba’s
heart skipped a beat. “You really think there are women who receive deliveries naked? Doesn’t that stuff
only happen in movies?” “Huh, I didn’t tell you this,” Jane whispered, “but I once did it myself a couple of
years back right after breaking up with a bastard.” “What?” Reba was left in disbelief. “You’ve gotta be
kidding me.” “I was frustrated, you see.”
“So? You will have sex with a stranger? What if he does something that will affect your body
permanently? There are all kinds of men out there. Be more careful.” “I’m being more careful, of course,
so rx.” Just then, a Harley Davidson bike entered Reba’s view. A bearded man in a ck jacket
and a helmet was riding it. There was something cool in the way he drove the bike and carried himself.
Before she knew it, she found herself watching him. But when the bike stopped at the restaurant, she
looked back at Jane. “So, uh, what were you saying?” Jane blinked twice while chewing on the chicken
tenders. “Nothing, girl. Drink your damn lemonade. You haven’t even touched it.” “Yeah.”
“Am Ite?” a familiar voice reached Reba’s ears, shifting her gaze toward her right. The man in the
ck jacket sat next to her seat, pleasantly surprising her, but what made her go
silent was the fact that this man was her Benjamin.