Chapter 107 Stay with Me for Three Days
"Tell me. Will you stay with him or not?"
Bennett's voice was hoarse.
There was undisguised impatience on his face.
Tears welled up in Catalina's eyes. She frowned slightly and asked him, "Do I have a choice?"
Did she have a choice four years ago and now?
Never.
In the eyes of the dignitaries, she was no more than an ant manipulated by them.
She didn't have the right to make a choice.
Bennett gazed into her eyes unblinkingly. After a long while, he released her.
"No."
This was Bennett's answer.
Neither of them had a choice.
From the beginning, Catalina had belonged to Warren, and Bennett took the chance and snatched her from Warren, who was in a coma.
That was it.
His flat answer almost moved tears to Catalina's eyes.
She quickly turned her face away and looked out the window, widening her eyes and forbidding herself to shed a single tear.
The intimacy they had in his office just now turned into a painful joke at this moment.
Bennett got into the car.
His face was cold and calm as usual as if nothing had happened just now.
He looked at the front and said, "As for the interview, I agree."
Catalina was taken aback.
"But I have a condition."
The red lines in his eyes were gone, which were as dark as black holes that could suck in the souls.
"What is it?"
Catalina asked as if she was bewitched.
Bennett gazed into her eyes, his eyes getting more brooding. "Go to a place with me for three days."
"Three days?"
"After we come back, not only the interview but also the things between us..."
Bennett suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Catalina's forehead lightly with his slender fingers. "After we come back three days later, we will have nothing to do with each other and pretend nothing happened during the past months."
Catalina blinked in a daze.
The place his finger had pressed was burning, but she felt cold.
Nothing happened?
But she remembered well all the things that happened during the past months and didn't forget a single moment.
As if being enchanted, Catalina nodded with red eyes. "Okay."
She agreed.
The two of them needed an ending.
And the three days would be the last three days they spent together.
She took it as a farewell to her youth and love.
...
Meanwhile, at Sandal Villa on the top of Shaffer Mountain.
A woman in her fifties who wore a dainty light-colored dress with her hair tied up was sitting on a pew in a small chapel and praying earnestly with her eyes closed.
Suddenly, there was a sudden clap of thunder.
The woman stopped praying abruptly.
She opened her eyes.
The thunder was not a good sign.
"Mrs. Carolyn, Mrs. Carolyn..."
At this moment, a servant said loudly outside the chapel. "Mrs. Carolyn, good news. It's great news."
The servant dashed in, panting heavily.
The woman rose slowly and scolded gently.
"Keep quiet in the chapel."
"I'm sorry."
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