Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)
Chapter 135 She Was Also Hurting

Chapter 135 She Was Also Hurting

After finishing her speech, Madelyn clutched her chest lightly.

The pain was so intense that she wondered if she could even breathe.

She never imagined that they would end up like this.

Benjamin fixed his intense gaze on her, his eyes filled with a touch of anger and sadness unlike anything Madelyn had seen before.

She even had the feeling that he might slap her at any moment.

But, to her surprise, he refrained from doing so.

Meanwhile, Benjamin looked at her and chuckled softly. "I remember you gave Eloise a talisman to bless her. And now you want her dead?"

Madelyn laughed and glanced at Benjamin. "Mr. Clark, if you go easy on my father and me, I can ensure that everyone stays safe and happy."

Benjamin chuckled along, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Well, well. You truly are something, Madelyn Green. No wonder both Daniel Campbell and David James fell for you." He then lightly pinched her sharp and pretty chin.

Leaning in, his voice laced with danger, "I didn't realize that you were all thorns, Madelyn Green. Perhaps I should pluck them for you."

Madelyn's eyes were teary, and her nose was red.

She knew that Benjamin had compromised...

Her body suddenly went limp and she felt a stabbing pain in her stomach. She didn't know where it was coming from, but it only grew more intense by the second.

Despite the agony, Madelyn struggled to keep up appearances, her face turning ashen as she fought to hide her pain.

"Please, Mr. Clark, leave now," she muttered, her voice strained.

It was over...

Her relationship with Benjamin had come to a bitter end.

Benjamin rose from his seat with a determined stride, and it was obvious he was determined to end things for good.

The tea table still bore the evidence of Samuel Green's "guilt", and he left it to her.

Benjamin walked towards the door with purpose.

But before he left, he hesitated - a rare moment of indecisiveness for such a typically cold and calculated man.

He yearned to ask Madelyn one more time if she truly intended to leave him.

But as he turned around, his heart sank at the sight of her collapsed beside the tea table. Her delicate body was curled up and her face was drained of color, leaving Benjamin to realize the damage he had caused.

"Madelyn!" he cried out, rushing over to cradle her in his arms.

"Madelyn, what happened? Let me take you to the hospital," he urgently offered.

Without uttering a word, Madelyn allowed him to lift her up and carry her to the car.

Every inch of her body was wracked with unbearable pain, her lower abdomen burning as though set ablaze.

She could hardly keep herself upright, and even lying down felt like a torturous ordeal.

Madelyn had a hunch that her pain was related to their earlier tryst - her body had been unprepared for Benjamin's insatiable lust.

"Ben..." she murmured, her voice strained and barely above a whisper.

"It hurts so much!" She leaned heavily against him, momentarily forgetting their earlier argument.

At that moment, Madelyn found solace in his comforting embrace.

Benjamin was, after all, a man with a duty to protect their loved one.

Despite their fight, he couldn't bear to leave her in such a painful, excruciating state.

He carried her into the car and handed her a cup of water.

"Here, drink some water. It's hot," he urged.

Madelyn attempted to twist off the cap, but it was too tight.

Without further thought, Benjamin reached out and effortlessly unscrewed the cap for her.

He knew that they needed to get to the hospital right away. So he drove straight to the nearest medical center, not bothering to call anyone he knew.

And though Madelyn felt slightly relieved after drinking some water, she was still suffering.

Her lower abdomen was swollen and heavy, and her discomfort was evident.

Madelyn slumped back into the chair, her face pale.

"Ben...thank you." She murmured softly.

"Don't say a word. I'll take you to the hospital," Benjamin interrupted in a surprisingly gentle voice.

It was a rare occasion for him to be so tender, especially considering the intense argument they'd just had. They were even on the verge of calling it quits. Madelyn's heart softened.

She knew they were both irrational in the heat of the moment.

Deep down, she trusted that he would never cause any harm to her father. The "fair" exchange was just a meaningless threat.

Madelyn attempted to say something, but the excruciating pain made it impossible.

As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she reminded herself to have a conversation once she felt better.

Half an hour later, the Bentley Continental drew up to the hospital.

Benjamin carried Madelyn Green out of the car and hurried to the emergency room.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked.

Madelyn weakly nodded, then shook her head in pain...

Without wasting another moment, Benjamin quickened his pace and soon arrived at the emergency room registration desk.

The nurse asked which department they needed.

Madelyn's lips quivered as she whispered, "Gynecology..."

A dark cloud of worry formed in Benjamin's eyes. Had he been too rough during their night of passion, leading to her injury?

He glanced at Madelyn.

Immediately, she averted her gaze, casting a veil of awkward silence over them.

Benjamin registered on her behalf and helped her take a seat on a nearby bench. Luckily, there was only one patient waiting ahead of them.

Madelyn struggled to replace comfort, her small face turning pale with discomfort.

Benjamin sensed her distress and gently turned her head towards him.

Meeting her tearful gaze, he softened his tone.

"Rest your head on my shoulder," he said, his voice low and reassuring. "We'll be there soon."

Madelyn's slender throat tensed up.

Just as she was about to rest her head on his shoulder, a gentle voice interrupted them.

"Ben!" It called, drawing their attention toward the source.

Benjamin was surprised to see William Bennett and Constance Carson standing before him, their faces etched with wor

William appeared haggard, and Constance's eyes were slightly swollen, as though she had been crying for hours.

Benjamin supported Madelyn, unable to stand up. "Mr. Bennett, Mrs. Bennett," he greeted them with a nod.

William's gaze fixed on Madelyn, noticing her discomfort.

After a moment of hesitation, he spoke up. "Ms. Green, are you not feeling well?"

Benjamin knew better than to share his quarrels with Madelyn with outsiders. He replied cautiously, "Yes, she is feeling a little unwell."

Constance shot a quick glance at her husband, silently signaling to him.

William grasped her message.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking reluctantly. "Ben, we didn't mean to bother you. We didn't want to run into you here... Eleanor was not good. Could you try to talk to her and lift her spirits?" As soon as her husband finished speaking, Constance buried her face in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably.

"Ben, we never meant to burden you like this," she choked out. "But the truth is... Eleanor's fiancé wants to call off their engagement, and she's taken ten sleeping pills...We don't know what else to do. Please, Ben, we're begging you. Eleanor is our only daughter!"

Then, turning to Madelyn, she pleaded, "Ms. Green, William has told me you're a kind and wise woman. Surely, you wouldn't let someone suffer needlessly. Eleanor's condition is dire, please, won't you help us?"

Madelyn listened in stunned silence.

Eleanor had overdosed on pills...

As a kind and sensible person, she, Madelyn Green, should help.

But she noticed that Benjamin's fingers wrap around hers, his grip tight and unyielding. He was fighting a battle within himself!

He, too, was desperate to visit Eleanor his first love and was weighed down by worry!

Madelyn was desolate.

Well, her pain may have seemed insignificant in comparison to the losses of Eleanor...

She tried her best to muster a small smile and gazed up at Benjamin.

She wanted him to make his own decision.

Their eyes met.

Benjamin gently touched her hair and then his voice became hoarse, "I'll go and check on Eleanor, but I promise to be back with you as quickly as I can. Please wait for me here, my love..." Madelyn almost suffocated.

She endured the pain and quietly looked at him, whispering, "Ben, I am hurting too."

Eleanor boomeranged, after all.

The pain coursing through Madelyn's body was all because of Benjamin. How could he leave her here and go see Eleanor? How could he do this to her?

Benjamin frowned, "I'll go check on her and come right back to you. It won't take long," he promised.

Madelyn knew he was blaming her for being childish.

Even Constance's usually friendly tone turned hostile, "Ms. Green, Ben and Eleanor have been broken up years ago and now they're just friends. You have nothing to worry about."