Chapter 311 He Confessed Everything to Madelyn
In the darkness, Benjamin towered above, gazing at her.
Madelyn wanted to move.
But he quickly held her hand, intertwining their fingers.
The atmosphere was enchanting, perfect for intimate moments between a husband and wife.
Benjamin had desires.
He buried his face in her neck, feeling the gentle throb of his Adam's apple as he whispered, "Madelyn, there's something I want to tell you!"
Madelyn responded with a soft murmur.
Her voice trembled slightly.
Benjamin shifted his position, lying on his side and embracing her, allowing her to lean against his chest.
They had been through so much together, and he knew that as long as he concealed the truth from her, he could easily win both her heart and body.
But he was afraid of losing Madelyn again.
In a hoarse voice, he confessed, "Earlier, I met Charlotte."
Upon hearing Charlotte, Madelyn furrowed her brows.
Benjamin gently stroked her brow, his deep voice filled with reassurance, "She's pregnant. I arranged for her to go to Esrand. I know this may upset you, but I want to give her a chance. Madelyn, don't be mad at me, okay?"
He explained Stanley's situation to her.
Madelyn leaned lightly against him, remaining silent for a while.
Benjamin thought she might be mad at him, so he gently caressed her hair, about to say something when Madelyn spoke softly, "Okay."
He hadn't expected her to be so accommodating.
Madelyn turned and lay flat on her back, whispering gently, "If she wants to keep the child, it means the child is what she loves most. Why should I not be able to accept that?"
Benjamin watched her calm and composed demeanor and couldn't help but be moved, wanting to do something intimate with her.
Since pretending to regain his memory, he didn't dare to touch her for fear of her rejection.
But now that the conversation had started, he fell into his old habits.
Gently pressing against her, he kissed her.
She obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, intertwining with him in affection. Benjamin felt a fire burning through his whole body; he thought that he wouldn't be a man if he didn't act now.
In the heat of the moment, Madelyn suddenly said softly, "Benjamin, you haven't regained your memory, have you?"
Everything came to a sudden halt!
Benjamin stared at her, feeling somewhat incredulous.
How did Madelyn know it?
He had been disguising it well lately.
Madelyn gathered her sleepwear, turned on a bedside lamp, and playfully kicked him with her leg, "If you had regained your memory, you would probably just kill Charlotte straight away!"
He would never settle her affairs kindly!
Benjamin:...
Madelyn then opened the bedside cabinet and took out a notebook from inside, flipping through pages filled with red ink markings, clearly the replica from the Clarks' mansion.
"Benjamin, you're shameless!"
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