Gorgeous Couple’s Sweet Love novel Chapter 113

Benjamin was stunned and asked, "Are you blaming me?"

"I don't blame you. I blame myself for being useless. I like that line of work and I like this job. I've already got myself in the crime squad. But what's the use in the end? It's still impossible for me to solve the case. What I want is still impossible. I don't want to be a puppet on the string. Zack isn't willing to be a Deputy Commissioner bound by others. September is more reluctant to be a procurator like that. We don't want anyone to tie our hands down anymore, so we choose to resign." Although the major reason September resigned was because of her body, what I said was also relevant. I whispered, "Because you protected Teresa, the three of us had to give up what we are passionate about. Yes, you think Teresa is wronged, but what about us? Has anyone thought about what we would feel? It can't be like this, Benjamin."

"Emma..."

I interrupted Benjamin and said in a low voice, "It was me who fell into the ocean. It was me who lost five years of youth. It was me who left my child for five years. Because these things did not happen to you, you can't possibly know my feeling at that time, so you never know what it means to be wronged, right?"

He didn't understand what sadness meant, and what heart-wrenching feeling meant.

Benjamin tightened his arms and rubbed his thin lips against my neck. He said in an ambiguous voice, "It's our fault."

I said, "It's not!"

It never was.

It was my fault for being blind.

Because I was more sleepy because of pregnancy, it was already nine o'clock in the morning when I woke up the next day. I panicked as I looked for Ellis all over the apartment.

I knew that he and I would not see each other for a long time.

Feeling a little sad, I covered my stomach with my hand and felt depressed. "He's my son, but I can't keep him."

I took a taxi to Joel's apartment to get my phone. It had not been turned on since two days ago, and I saw a lot of messages after turning it on.

Six missed calls from Benjamin.

One from Jack.

Two from Bob.

Eighteen from Ramiro.

Just two minutes after I turned on the phone, Ramiro called me again. I picked up then I heard him saying angrily, "I've called a hundred times! You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

It was not a hundred times, but eighteen.

I smiled and explained, "I'm sorry, my mobile phone was turned off."

"Why don't you ask me why I'm calling?"

Ramiro's question was puzzling. I asked, "What do you want?"

He said directly, "I don't have any money left. Treat me to a meal."

"I'll transfer you some money on PayPal. I'm caught up in something now."

"Caught up?" He paused and said, "Well, transfer me two hundred bucks then."

"That's all you need?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I'm going to have a hot pot."

I hung up the phone and made the transfer.

Then I went to see Zack.

On weekend, Zack was at home.

When I arrived, he was practicing calligraphy in the study. I looked at his vigorous handwriting and praised, "It's very nice."

Actually, I knew nothing about calligraphy.

Zack smiled and asked, "Would you like to try?"

I smiled and asked, "I don't know the first thing about it."

"How could it be? Come and try."

Zack handed me the brush. I felt like I didn't know what to do when I held the brush in my hand. Finally, I wrote my name "Shears" on the paper.

It was ugly and embarrassing.

Just when I was about to drop the brush, Zack suddenly grabbed my hand. I was stunned and was surrounded by his breath.

Holding my hand, he wrote my name again.

I looked up at him and said, "Much better."

The man in front of me was also very handsome. He was obviously very cold, but when he was alone with me, he was particularly gentle.

Zack curled his lips and said, "You learn very quickly."

"What are you doing?"

Zack did not have the habit of locking the door, so I came in directly just now. This also led to Teresa's entry.

She asked in a hoarse voice with a pale face, "Zack, what were you doing just now?"

Teresa was so jealous that she did not allow me to touch Zack. Zack had also kept a relative distance from me but not for the same reason as she did.

Zack ignored her and took the brush from my hand, put it aside, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Teresa took his indifferent attitude very hard. She pointed at me and asked, "She's Benjamin's woman. What are you doing?"

Zack was silent, and then he left the study.