"Do you feel sorry for me?" Benedict gave a small smile and said self-mockingly, "Are you willing to feel sorry for me just a little more then? Just promise to give me a chance out of pity."
Kimberly felt very helpless and sighed, "Brother..."
"From now on, call me by my name. Don't call me Brother ever again, I don't want to be your brother. I'd rather you call my full name."
Benedict had made his feelings clear to Kimberly and confided everything she needed to hear. Now, he only needed to wait for the perfect moment to seize the opportunity. Thus, he didn't continue persuading her and moved back into his seat without waiting for her rejection.
He spoke again after a while, "You don't look well today. Do you want to take a day off?"
He had suddenly changed the topic, and Kimberly could only go along with it, "No, I'm fine."
She wasn't sick anyway. She just had a bad night's sleep.
"We are 20 minutes away from the company. I'll drive slowly to buy you some time. Take a short nap. I'll wake you once we reach there," said Benedict.
Kimberly thought it was a good idea, so she nodded and closed her eyes as she leaned back against the cushion. Her heart was in a mess. At first, she did not take Benedict seriously. She thought that she was caught in the fire between the brothers' conflict. However, after his big speech, she was now even more confused.
If he really didn't mean what he said, why would he confess his feelings so emphatically?
It wouldn't be logical to put his life on the line, all just to convince her.
Her thoughts were everywhere at the moment, but her eyelids felt heavy. Soon, Kimberly had fallen asleep.
After a while, her breathing became steady.
Once the traffic lights turned red, Benedict took the few seconds to observe her.
Kimberly had delicate features. With her eyes closed, her eyelashes appeared extraordinarily long and thick, However, the dark circles on her fair skin surrounded her eyes. He could tell that they had deepened after she had married into the Yardley family
She had also lost weight ever since she came into the family. Her cheeks were thin and her jaws were defined. It could be said that her face was smaller than his palm.
Benedict sighed as he couldn't help reaching out to tidy her fringe. He whispered softly, "From now on, it's my turn to protect you."
Kimberly didn't know how long she had been asleep. Perhaps she had been worrying because as soon as she woke up, the first question she had was whether they had arrived at the company. Only after she had spoken did she realize that they were at the parking lot. Kimberly was shocked.
"Oh, we're here already?"
Benedict smiled and said, "We just got here. Don't worry. We are not late."
Kimberly wanted to check the time on her phone, but Benedict interrupted her by handing over a paper bag. He said, "Eat up before you go."
"What is this?" Kimberly looked at the bag curiously. She held the bag and felt the warm contents inside. She peeked into it and saw a bottle of warm milk and a sandwich.
It was one of her favorite foods. Kimberly's eyes glistened.
"Thank you, Brother." Kimberly took the bag and said, "But let me have it upstairs. It's inconvenient to eat here."
After all, they were in Benedict's car. What if people saw them together? What they would say?
"Why are you calling me Brother? Just call me by my name," Benedict smiled and asked casually. However, Kimberly felt really awkward. How could she possibly call him 'Benedict'? She lowered her head and avoided answering him.
"Alright," Benedict admitted defeat. He sighed heavily and added, "I shouldn't have forced you. I should've given you time to get used to it. You should go in first."
"Uh..."
All of them exchanged glances with each other. Finally, one of them spoke up, "We're sorry, Miss Shell. We can't disobey Young Master Yardley's orders. If not, we will be punished."
After he had finished speaking, another pulled Kimberly aside and went on moving her things.
Kimberly was stunned at what was happening.
Was there a need to be so... overbearing?
They only let go of her when they had finished moving her things including her desk. Then, one of them explained apologetically, "We are sorry if we offended you. We'll leave now. As for other matters, you can ask Young Master Yardley in person."
Kimberly was speechless.
After they had left, people started to gather around her. "Wow, what's happening? I thought Vice President Yardley wanted to transfer you yesterday to be his secretary? Why is Young Master Yardley moving even your desk away? Where are they moving your things to?"
"Don't tell me you're going to work with Young Master Yardley again? Miss Shell, I think that he is reinstating you."
"But if he does this, isn't this an insult to Vice President Yardley?"
"I know, right. Vice President Yardley promoted her to be secretary just yesterday. And today, Young Master Yardley took her to be his assistant. I wonder what's going on between the brothers..."
"Miss Shell, what's your relationship with them? Do they both have feelings for you? You are so lucky! It's every girl's dream in this company to be noticed by them. Although Young Master Yardley is disabled, he's really handsome. If only he was normal, he'll be perfect!"
"I think that he would spend the rest of his life in the wheelchair. What a pity... Miss Shell, I think that you should pick Vice President Yardley. At least he's healthy."
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