Chapter 168


    The next morning.


    When Jane told Benjamin just how many times Reba made her sneeze, Benjamin yelled at his


    wife.” How can you be so foolish? What if you get infected now?”


    Reba’s heart skipped a thousand beats. Shepletely forgot that chickenpox could spread to her.


    She looked at Jane whose face still looked like it was cooked with rashes and red spots. “A-Am I going


    to look like that?” her heart sank into her stomach.


    Jane wasn’t happy with how Benjamin handled his wife for torturing her many times duringst night,


    but she still stuck her tongue out and teased Reba, saying, “You’re going to get it now.” She


    repeatedly said the same sentence and watched Reba’s expression turn for the worse.


    “No,” Benjamin caught Reba’s wrist and said, “I won’t let you get chickenpox no matter what.”


    “How?” Reba hurriedly asked. “Is there a way to stop the virus from getting worse in my body?”


    “Yeah,” Benjamin looked into her eyes without blinking and seriously said, “you just need to kiss your


    husband and exchange oral fluids.”


    The women fell silent.


    “What?” Benjamin tried to reason. “You don’t believe me? My oral fluids are super powerful. I’m sure it


    will help you once the fluids settle in your stomach.”


    “Eww!” Reba was creeped out by his words. “How can you say such stupids things when the matter


    is so serious?”


    “I’m being serious. What’s your blood group?” asked Benjamin. “Maybe if it matches, then also I can do


    some transfer.”


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    “How can a blood transfer help in this situation?” Reba visibly grew frustrated. “Have you gone


    mad?”


    “Since you say your saliva is super-powerful,” Jane voiced her mind, “why don’t you give some to me?


    It might help me heal faster.” She opened her mouth. “Ah…”


    “That’s not a bad idea,” Benjamin was walking, but Reba grabbed his hand and pulled him away.


    Seeing the rage rising in her eyes, he exined himself. “Calm down, my love. I was only joking. If I


    wanted to give her my saliva, I would have given it already.”


    “I think you’ve done enough already,” Reba pushed him outside, “so go home. I’ll take care of her


    myself from now on.”


    “Will you feed her in the mouth?”


    “I will.”


    “But you don’t know how to cook.”


    “Hmph, I’ve been learning. I can now cook better than you if I try.”


    “OHH!” Benjamin’s eyes lit up. “Really? Why don’t you show me how good your skills are?” He tried to


    enter the kitchen.


    “Don’t be too smart,” Reba caught his hand and pulled him outside. Jane was trying to raise the


    sexual tension whenever possible, so she wanted him gone from the apartment. Still, standing at the


    door, Benjamin tapped his lips and also begged with his eyes for a kiss. “I don’t want you to get the


    chickenpox, too.” She shut the door without a second thought.


    Benjamin’s shoulders slumped. Getting a kiss had always been hard for him. He could only console


    himself as he walked away because no one else did.


    When he got out of the apartment, he saw Donovan doing squats and exercising in public, wearing


    nothing but a tight stic short. A couple ofdies were secretly watching him from their rooms through


    the windows


    “It looks like he’s purposely showing off,” Benjamin murmured to himself. “Is he trying to break


    rtionships? Wait… why the hell is he still here? Didn’t Jane break up with him?”


    Knowing Reba was in the apartment, Benjamin just couldn’t ignore that Donovan was here and


    leave.


    Donovan was too focused on the aunty across the street to notice Benjamin approaching him.


    “Get out of here,” a loud voice echoed in the vicinity, making both Benjamin and Donovan turn their


    heads to look at the entrance of the apartment. “Don’t ever show your face around here again.”


    A man in his early thirties was throwing luggage outside, and an elderly woman was crying on the


    ground, her elbows bruised. It seemed like he had pushed her outside mercilessly.


    “Son, I don’t have anyone else but you,” the woman cried and begged. “Please let me in.”


    The young man, however, got angry he was about to hit her. Benjamin came in between. “Hold your


    horses, dude.”


    “Mind your own business!” he tried to p Benjamin, but Benjamin easily caught his wrist and


    squeezed it just enough to make that man cringe. Benjamin then let go of his wrist, but he didn’t attack


    Benjamin anymore.


    Benjamin turned to face thedy. “What is your problem, ma’am?”


    She exined her situation while crying and gasping. After her husband died in a construction work,


    she was the one who raised her kid, sent him to college and all, but after marriage, he began treating


    her coldly, especially because she fell sick and couldn’t do the house chores anymore. Her daughter-in-


    law was the main reason behind brainwashing her son, she said. Now that she was old, weak, and


    sick, her daughter-inw wanted her gone before she gave birth to a child. Her daughter-inw didn’t


    want the old woman to be in her children’s lives, which was why she was making her husband kick his


    own mother out of the house.


    “If I hadn’t spent so much money for his studies,” the mother said, wiping the tears away, “I would have


    bought a small house long ago. I sacrificed my whole life for him, but he’s now calcting every penny


    I’m spending. His wife constantly tells me to go out and earn money when I’m sick. She says I’m


    freeloading in ‘her’ house. I thought of leaving her home many times already, but I have nowhere else


    to go. My son has been my life.”


    Benjamin looked at her son to see if he would say anything, but he just stood like a cold boulder. As


    someone who didn’t experience mother’s love, Benjamin felt envious of him. At the same time, he


    pitied him for kicking his mother out because of his wife’s words. “What sort of a man measures a


    mother’s value with money? What sort of a son tries to p his own mother? Only a greedy coward


    who can’t ever think straight.” He wanted to beat the son, but he chose not to do so for the sake of his


    mother.


    Benjamin looked across the street and saw a newly built house put for sale. He pointed at the house


    and told her, “Do you want to live in that house, ma’am?”


    She hesitantly shook her head. “I can’t afford even a single brick of that house.”


    “You don’t need to pay anything. I’ll take care of it,” Benjamin assured, but the son startedughing.


    “You will pay for what? That house?” the son started cackling. “Do you know whose property that is?


    ke Agencies. They are only second to Conreid Fortunes. They only use top materials. The flooring


    was fully


    made of top quality granite. And that unique finishing… no matter how I look at it, even with your entire


    life’s sry, you won’t be able to buy it.”


    “Haha,” Donovan entered the scene,ughing like a healthy pig. “If you buy that house, I will bite my


    tongue.”


    Benjamin nced at Donovan. “You don’t have to bite your tongue, but I do want you to leave this


    apartment and never bother Reba or Jane ever again.”


    “So you want both of them for yourself, huh?” Donovan amusedlyughed. “Fine. I agree, but if you fail,


    will you leave the two girls to me?” Benjamin’s gut twisted when he heard those words.