Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)
Chapter 154 Madelyn, Let's Give It a Try!

Chapter 154 Madelyn, Let's Give It a Try!

The farce came to an end.

Madelyn quickly walked out of the café.

She had ended things with Bryson, but she had gotten herself into even bigger trouble.

Benjamin hurriedly walked a few steps and caught her delicate wrist. "Madelyn."

Madelyn bit her lip. "You lunatic!"

She was so embarrassed just now!

He was simply...

Even if she couldn't be Bryson's wife, they could still be friends who could nod at each other when they met. This made her so uncomfortable.

Benjamin was also angry.

With a loud thud, he pressed Madelyn against the car.

His slender fingers grazed her cheek, and he asked in a slow and dangerous tone, "Are you feeling sorry for him? Madelyn... I watched you two these past few days. Are you only feeling sorry for him and not for me?"

As he spoke, he was genuinely jealous.

He gently pinched her chin and asked uncomfortably, "Did you kiss him?"

Madelyn was so angry that she slapped him.

After the slap, she slightly tilted her face, waiting for him to slap her back. She knew Benjamin had a bad temper.

Benjamin was indeed angry, but how could he hit a woman?

He touched his face and still managed to smile.

"Madelyn, I told you before that you can only be rude to me!"

It had been a while since they last separated, but now their bodies were pressing against each other again. He couldn't help but lightly tease her, and his voice became hoarse and full of desire. "Madelyn, let's give it a try!"

As he spoke, he kissed her delicate earlobe.

That piece of snow-white skin blushed faintly with a touch, looking extremely beautiful.

Madelyn's body stiffened.

Although Benjamin had mentioned it to her before, she had been unwilling to think about it, or even afraid to think about it. But now that he brought it up again, Madelyn had to take it seriously. She gently pushed him away and whispered, "Benjamin, it's impossible for us."

Benjamin took a step back, his deep eyes appreciating her vulnerable state.

"Why is it impossible?

"Aren't we happy together?

"Did you really like Bryson?"

Madelyn slowly stood up straight.

She looked into his eyes and said firmly, "Even without Bryson, there will be someone else! Benjamin, it was you who didn't want me back then. Now, just because you said 'let's give it a try,' am I supposed to gratefully return to your side? If I did that, I would despise myself!"

She took a deep breath.

"We have already ended! Don't come looking for me in the future, and don't do any strange things, or else..."

Benjamin chuckled lightly.

He lit a cigarette, shamelessly retorting, "Or else what? Will you accuse me of sexual harassment?"

Madelyn became furious once again.

She opened the car door and tried to get in, but her arm was caught by him.

Benjamin blew a smoke ring towards her, smirking, "Ms. Green, I helped you, and you don't even say thank you. How heartless!" Madelyn knew his ways too well.

She shook off his hand, got in the car, and drove away.

Benjamin wasn't angry either. He stood in place, smoking quietly, his eyes and eyebrows exuding a mature and charming aura... Bryson came out and crossed paths with him.

Benjamin squinted slightly, then sneered and got into his car as well, leaving.

Madelyn and Bryson parted ways.

She called Camila and told her about the situation.

Camila remained silent for a while before saying, "If there's no future for you, then don't force it."

Madelyn responded softly.

On the other end, Camila hesitated to speak.

She had received a call from Felicity, who naturally wanted to vent her anger and spilled Benjamin's secrets. But now that Madelyn didn't mention it, Camila couldn't inquire further. Madelyn hung up the phone.

She suddenly felt empty and decided to tidy up her apartment and light some incense.

The night was quiet.

She thought about her unsuccessful relationships and poured herself a glass of red wine.

It was supposed to be just a little drink.

But she felt so miserable that she couldn't help but drink more... And as she became slightly intoxicated, Bryson called.

Madelyn thought about it and answered the call.

Bryson's voice was hoarse, "Madelyn..."

After contemplating for a while, he spoke in a low voice, "Madelyn, are we really impossible?"

Madelyn didn't say anything.

She knew Bryson was feeling down...

They didn't have a future together, but she was willing to show him some kindness.

Bryson smiled bitterly, and then he lowered his voice, sounding somewhat lost, "That's good! Madelyn, I might be engaged soon. It's a girl from my mother's side of the family." Madelyn didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

But she wasn't naive, and she quickly guessed that this girl might have always been there. Bryson resisted before, but after this incident, he accepted the arranged marriage. She congratulated him gracefully.

Bryson couldn't help but think that maybe Madelyn never liked him.

He just happened to appear at a juncture, filling the void in her life after she broke up with Benjamin. He, Bryson, had never truly entered her heart...

Madelyn hung up the phone.

Her mood became even worse, not because she was sad, but because Bryson already had a fiancee. She, Madelyn, had no issues with her personality and appearance, so why was she still single? This one was no good, and that one was no good!

Anyway, it didn't matter if she got drunk at home.

Late at night, Madelyn was intoxicated.

The apartment door opened with a click.

Benjamin, with an elegant demeanor, walked in, holding a newly duplicated key.

Inside the small apartment.

The heating was turned up high, incense was burning, and a pleasant scent of oranges filled the room.

Madelyn was leaning on the couch, asleep. She wore a cotton cow-print pajama, with her head slightly tilted back and her beautiful red lips slightly parted...

Benjamin's body tensed.

It had been too long since he had relieved himself, and just looking at this scene made him unable to bear it.

He wasn't the type of man who would compromise himself physically. He wanted her, he wanted to start over with her, and with that in mind, having her and sleeping with her would relieve him of any psychological burden.

Benjamin took off his thin wool coat, revealing his formal attire underneath.

He unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, allowing his Adam's apple to be freed, moving up and down temptingly.

He walked over and leaned over Madelyn's body, supporting himself on the couch with one hand and holding her small face with the other.

Her lips were slightly parted, releasing the fragrance of red wine.

Benjamin felt that if he continued to restrain himself, he wouldn't be a man anymore.

Taking advantage of this natural advantage, he lowered his head and kissed her, kissing deeply and gently, over and over again. He felt it wasn't enough, so he couldn't resist hugging her tightly.

She was so soft...

After drinking, she was so well-behaved and obedient.

Benjamin was overwhelmed by desire. While kissing, he softly called her name.

"Madelyn..."

Madelyn was drunk, but not completely unconscious.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Benjamin's enlarged handsome face. He slightly lifted his tense chin, his eyes half-closed, his face tinted with a faint redness, and his whole being exuding a sexy desire. Madelyn couldn't help but lightly touch his handsome face...

Benjamin's body trembled, his voice becoming husky and unrecognizable.

"Madelyn..."

If it were in the past, Madelyn would surely be moved, but she couldn't forget that night in the hospital, the cold machine causing pain in her body... and he wasn't by her side.

Madelyn felt weak and helpless, with a hint of drunkenness.

"How did you get in?

"Benjamin, we are exes. I just broke up with Bryson... Even if I want to sleep with someone, it won't be your turn!"

After she finished speaking, she kicked him with her foot, refusing to yield!

Benjamin was at a critical moment.

With this kick, she almost let the Clark family's bloodline end. Benjamin caught her delicate leg, gazing at her with profound eyes.

He abused, "What's so great about that coward? How could he make you so happy... Besides, I'm your only man, am I not?"