Florence was choked in sobs. In a panic, she wanted to pull him to stop, “No! Please don’t go! Please don’t!”
She wanted to chase him excitedly. Her fragile body lost balance, and she fell upward on the floor.
Her forehead bumped on the floor, hurting so much.
However, Florence didn’t care about it at all. Pressing herself on the floor, she wanted to chase him.
The man’s back paused for a moment. Then, he walked out of the room without any hesitation.
He left do decisively and heartlessly.
Lying prone on the floor, Florence cried so miserably. She tried to hold something with strength but she only grabbed the cold air.
Ernest wasn’t there.
“Why do you ... dump me...”
Her sight became more and more blurred, and her mind became blanker and blanker. She only heard a buzz in her brain.
After a long while, she couldn’t hold on any longer. She blacked out.
The closed-door was pushed open from the outside after a long moment of silence. Benjamin stood leaning against the door with his hands in the pocket, staring at Florence coldly.
A vicious smile appeared on his lips, “Florence, you can only choose me.”
Since this day, Florence’s dreams had changed.
She was like being dragged into endless nightmares. Every time, she dreamed about Ernest’s cold look and heartless back.
He was leaving her, so he tried to ask her to give up and no longer pester him.
The nightmares scared Florence.
She tried hard to struggle, making herself sober up from the nightmares.
When she opened her eyes, Florence still felt an uncomfortable migraine, but she could see the ceiling and the bright line. Finally, she sobered up.
It turned out the collapsing feeling and Ernest’s dump were all just a dream.
Fortunately, it was only a dream.
Florence felt quite lucky. When she was about to sit up, an arm was reached from the side and helped her up.
The scent from a stranger disgusted Florence.
She turned around and saw the man sitting next to her bed was Benjamin.
Florence frowned, immediately distancing herself from him. She asked in confusion, “Why are you here?”
Benjamin was holding a glass of warm water and handed it over to Florence.
He said in a soft tone, “You’ve been on high fever in the past few days. I’ve been taking care of you here. Are you thirsty? Please have some water.”
Upon hearing it, Florence was so uneasy. How could it be Benjamin taking care of her all the time?
“Where is Tammy?”
Florence dodged the glass of water handed over by Benjamin. She looked around the room and didn’t see anyone else.
She yelled, “Tammy!”
“Flory!”
Benjamin raised his voice to cover Florence’s.
He looked a bit annoyed, frowning helplessly.
“I’ve never taken care of anyone before. I’ve been taking care of you wholeheartedly in the past few days. Don’t you feel touched at all?”
“I don’t need you to take care of me,” answered Florence without any hesitation, feeling quite annoyed.
She had been sick, but why did Benjamin take care of her? At the thought that he stayed beside her bed all day long, she was so sickened.
The man looked like a gentleman, but he was a vicious villain indeed.
“You can go now. Ask Tammy to come in.”
“Florence!”
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