Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)
Chapter 287 How Much Longer Will Madelyn Keep Ignoring Me

Chapter 287 How Much Longer Will Madelyn Keep Ignoring Me

After saying that, Madelyn hung up the phone.

She directed the workers, and in less than half a day, the suite was tidied up.

Having everything arranged, Madelyn leaned back on the couch to rest.

She didn't meet anyone in the afternoon.

In her private space, she held the diary that Ben had left her and flipped through it carefully.

There were tears in her eyes.

She missed him.

She missed the affection between them.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a black Maybach slowly came to a halt, and Benjamin got out of the car.

Alexander and his wife had gone out with the children, leaving the villa rather quiet, which is in stark contrast to the festive atmosphere of Christmas. Benjamin stopped a servant and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Where's Mrs. Clark?"

The servant, knowing that Mr. Clark had had an argument with Mrs. Clark, hesitated for a moment and replied, "She's upstairs!"

Benjamin nodded and went upstairs slowly.

Benjamin had not changed his clothes for two or three days. Being someone who is fastidious about cleanliness, he should have taken a shower first. But he was eager to see Madelyn first. Benjamin found Madelyn easily.

Under the dim yellow light, she was lying on her side on the couch, asleep, and looking incredibly tender.

Approaching her, he noticed a glimmer in the corner of her eye.

Had she been crying?

Benjamin felt a bit guilty anyway. He leaned in with one hand supporting himself at her side, intending to kiss her...

But just at that moment, Madelyn woke up!

Her long eyelashes quivered slightly, and then her gaze met his. After a brief pause, she fully awakened and sat up gently, saying, "You're back?"

Benjamin detected the coldness in her tone.

He looked around the bedroom.

The room was comfortably furnished and appeared to be set up for long-term occupancy. Benjamin lowered his head and murmured, "You're mad at me but still can't bring yourself to leave, can you? The fact that you haven't moved out shows that you still care about our marriage."

Madelyn slowly closed the diary.

A thin layer of frost covered her face as she sneered, "Mr. Clark, don't flatter yourself! I'm staying for Everest... Have you forgotten Everest's condition?"

Benjamin visibly paused.

Everest had autism, so... was she maintaining their marriage only for their child?

Madelyn said in a low voice, "That's it! You should leave for now."

Her attitude was icy as if he were a complete stranger.

Just a few days ago, she had sat in his car and said to him with an ecstatic look on her face, "Ben, I want to kiss you!"

Benjamin didn't leave.

Not only did he not leave, but he also held onto Madelyn's wrist, not giving her a chance to escape. He wanted to kiss her, but when he leaned in, Madelyn turned her face away.

"Don't touch me!"

Benjamin tried again, but Madelyn resisted fiercely.

Suddenly, her gaze froze, and she plucked a strand of fine black hair from his shoulder with her delicate fingers.

It was obviously not Madelyn's.

Benjamin frowned.

He hadn't been involved with any other women, so there couldn't be a trace left by any of them. Except... when he was at the hospital, he had suddenly been caught off guard by Charlotte's hug. Was it from that moment?

Madelyn laughed lightly. "That's quite disgusting!"

She knew that it was Charlotte's little trick to sow discord between her and Benjamin. But Benjamin had willingly given her the opportunity for such tricks!

She was tired and didn't want to bother with it anymore.

Benjamin noticed the weariness in her forehead and reassured her patiently, "I don't know when that hair got there, but believe me, I haven't done anything that would betray you or our children, okay?" He was clever, subtly bringing up their children.

A cold smirk tugged at the corner of Madelyn's mouth...

Benjamin found her expression piercing and didn't want to see her looking as if she was ready to give up on him. So he tried to kiss her again.

And then a resounding slap echoed.

The slap left Madelyn's hand tingling, and she couldn't take it anymore, saying, "Get out!"

Benjamin was taken aback.

When he regained his senses, his expression turned grim. He stared into her eyes and said word by word, "Madelyn, that is a human life!"

Madelyn felt exhausted and closed her eyes.

She said in a faint and ethereal voice, "Her life matters! What about my life and Everest's? Benjamin, do you think I'm heartless? Well, let me tell you what I really think. I do wish she were dead! If she were, then she wouldn't..."

"Madelyn!"

Benjamin cut her off in a stern voice.

Madelyn, however, didn't seem to care.

She spoke the harshest words in the gentlest tone, "She'd better not have any more wicked intentions, or else... I don't mind challenging the law, Mr. Clark!"

Benjamin more or less got her point.

He stared at her, his chest heaving, and after a while, he murmured, "Madelyn, which one is the real you? Look at you now, where is the tender one who you were in the past?"

Madelyn tossed a magazine in his direction, saying, "Then you can consider me a bad woman!"

Benjamin gritted his pearly-white teeth.

He finally left, slamming the door behind him.

He went to the master bedroom to take a shower.

Feeling quite upset, he took off his coat and looked at it.

Thinking about the hair on it, he didn't hesitate to throw it into the trash can.

When he absentmindedly opened the wardrobe in the cloakroom, he was noticeably shocked. The wardrobe, which used to hang both his and Madelyn's clothes, was now half-empty, containing only his suits and shirts.

She had moved all her things out!

At that moment, Benjamin realized that Madelyn wasn't joking.

Physically, she was still part of the Clark family, but in her heart, there was nothing left in their marriage except for their two children...

As he washed his face and shaved, he stared at himself in the mirror and gently touched his own face.

He couldn't help but wonder, "How much does Madelyn still feel for this face of his?"

They were in the same house, but they had very few opportunities to meet.

Madelyn deliberately avoided him.

When he was spending time with Everest, she would retreat to her own bedroom. Even when breastfeeding Fran, she would politely ask him to stay away, treating him as if he were an unrelated man. At night, he took the initiative to prepare milk for Everest.

He pushed open the door and found that Madelyn's face appeared peaceful under the soft lighting.

The little girl nestled in Madelyn's arms, her tiny hands holding onto her mother tightly, while she listened to Madelyn reading a fairy tale.

Madelyn's voice was remarkably gentle and pleasing, tinged with a subtle huskiness. It inevitably evoked memories for Benjamin of those passionate nights when she had fervently implored him in a hoarse whisper beneath him...

His Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed as he gently placed the bottle into Everest's arms.

Everest held it and started drinking.

After consuming more than half the bottle, drowsiness overtook her, and her little head began to sway.

Madelyn's voice became even gentler...

As the night grew late, she patted Everest's shoulder, softly humming a lullaby.

Benjamin bent down and whispered, "She's fallen asleep."

Madelyn carefully placed Everest back in bed, kissed her forehead, and then got out of bed.

She then went to the next room to see Fran.

Now Fran was sleeping alone in the nursery, with two nannies taking turns watching him at night. After Madelyn finished seeing him and went out, Benjamin followed closely behind her in the empty hallway. He took hold of her hand and gently pressed her against the wall.

"Madelyn, how much longer will you keep ignoring me?"

"I have nothing to do with that woman!"

...

Madelyn pushed him away from her shoulder and walked toward her own bedroom.

Benjamin caught her delicate wrist once again.

"We need to talk!"

Madelyn halted in her tracks, her figure appearing even more slender under the dim light.

In just a few days, she had noticeably slimmed down.

She didn't look like a woman who had given birth two months ago at all!

Madelyn said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is there anything we can talk about? Ever since Charlotte appeared, I've shown my aversion and disgust towards her. If you truly had any feelings for me or regarded me as your wife, you wouldn't have made that decision."

With those words, she walked straight to her bedroom.

The faint sound of the closing door echoed the sense of loss that Benjamin felt...