Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 137

Emery, in her pajamas, was carrying a bag of garbage and poked her head through the door.

Seeing Bennett outside the door and Catalina in his arms, she was surprised.

Her eyes widened. "Ben ... Ben ... Bennett?"

Emery was so excited that he stuttered.

Bennett frowned and answered deeply. Then he caught Catalina from his arms and pushed her to

Emery. "Take her back!"

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"Yeah."

Bennett put his hands into his pockets, looked at Catalina leaning on Emery's shoulder, and frowned.

"Take good care of her. I'll leave."

Bennett said that, turned around, and strode away.

Emery looked after Bennett admiringly.

He deserved to be her idol.

At any time, Bennett was so handsome!

Until Bennett's back disappeared in the elevator, Emery stopped looking at him.

"Lina."

"Lina?"

"Lina!"

Catalina didn't respond when Emery shouted three times.

Emery sighed, "How much wine have you drunk? When you were having dinner with me, didn't you

have a drink?"

Emery put down the garbage and helped Catalina into the house.

Bennett came down from upstairs and Vincent handed him something.

"Mr. Shaffer, a diamond ring suddenly appeared on the back seat. Do you think it was left by Mrs.

Shaffer?"

Bennett glanced and looked gloomy.

He took the ring and put it in his pocket.

The ring was really Catalina's.

It was the wedding ring given to her by Warren.

"Let's go."

Bennett ordered coldly.

"Yes."

The car slowly drove out of Pallwich International Community.

...

At next day.

The morning light shone through the glass window into the room.

Catalina woke up in a daze.

"Oh..."

Her head hurt a little.

Her stomach was also uncomfortable.

Catalina opened her eyes.

But after seeing the layout in the room, she was stunned.

This was...

"You're awake."

Emery stood at the door in her pajamas, holding a cup of hot milk, and said to her.

Catalina woke up completely. "Why am I here?"

She was puzzled.

Emery took a sip of hot milk, came in, and asked, "Who did you drink with yesterday? You are so

drunk! It should not be Bennett who made you drunk, shouldn't it?"

"Bennett?"

What did it matter to him?

"Did you forget about last night?"

Emery was speechless.

Catalina rubbed her sore eyebrows.

Should she remember anything?

"I remember that I went to the bar alone after dinner with you yesterday, and then... It seems that I had

a car accident. But I should not have been hit? I remember I hit the car."

Catalina opened the quilt and examined her body as she recalled.

"What? Why did I hurt my knee?"

"..."

Emery rolled her eyes. "Do you remember who sent you to me yesterday?"

"Who?"

Catalina shook her head.

Emery was speechless. "Bennett! My idol! My crush! Did you really forget?"

Catalina, "...."

She thought, "Bennett?"

"Was it Bennett who sent me here last night?"

"How could I be with Bennett? I went to the bar alone!"

Catalina's brain hurt more suddenly.

She pinched her eyebrows and tried to recall what happened last night, but she couldn't remember at

all.

"Yesterday I went out to throw away the garbage and happened to see you two standing outside the

door."

Emery put the milk on the table and sat down at the end of Catalina's bed. "The point is, you two are

hugging each other."

"What?"

"I'm the one who was quite surprised! Didn't you say that you and his brother are engaged? Then why

are you and him now..."

"Damn it."

Catalina was so afflicted that she knocked on her head.

She was so awkward.

She was confused about why she met Bennett and even hugged him.

However, she really had no impression at all.

Emery sighed and grabbed Catalina's hand off her head. "OK, don't torture yourself. It's OK to forget it!"

Catalina was in great pain.

"Where's my cell phone?"

She looked around for her mobile phone.

Warren may be worried about her because she didn't return to Ink Villa last night.

"In the bag?"

Emery threw the backpack on the chair into Catalina's arms.

Catalina took her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID.

As expected, ...

The three missed calls were all from Warren.

Catalina clenched her lower lip.

"Who called? Your fiancé?"

Emery craned her neck and took a look.

Catalina nodded.

Emery raised her eyebrows and said, "Get up and have breakfast! Don't wait, or you'll be late."

"OK."

She put away her mobile phone.

She didn't call back.

Anyway, she didn't know what to say if she called.

She opened the quilt and got up.

Seeing the wound on her knee, she was stunned slightly.

A vague scene flashed through the brain.

Bennett crouched down in front of her and tried to endure psychological discomfort. It was rare for him

to be patient to take apply for her.

"Lina, what are you waiting for? Wash up."

Emery urged her.

Catalina recalled. "OK!"

Catalina thought it was her own illusion!

Bennett had a phobia. Her wound was so deep that she must have shed a lot of blood. How could he...

And the dream last night...

...

Shaffer Group, President Office...

Bennett looked at the diamond ring in his hand.

This was the wedding ring given to Catalina by Warren.

The diamond was polished very delicately and had high purity. It seemed to have been washed by the

spring water for thousands of years. It took a lot of thought.

Warren really put a lot of effort into Catalina!

Suddenly, the door of the office was knocked.

Bennett put the ring in his palm, then put it in the drawer. "Come in!"

Vincent pushed the door in.

He hurried forward with a stack of documents in his arms. "Mr. Shaffer, the backs of the people who

attacked you in Gilburgh have been found. They are the strongest mercenaries in seven countries,

Valenby, Hosham, Casterwich, and so on. In the past, they were only under the command of money,

but four years ago, they have been suddenly incorporated, and now they are. That is to say, that you

have been suddenly attacked was ordered by the boss who incorporated them. However, there is no

information about the manipulator. No one knows who this person is. "

Bennett got up and walked to the French window.

With his hands behind his back, he frowned and thought intently.

He gently rubbed his thumb and index finger.

After a while, he asked Vincent, "Around the world, who can't wait to kill me?"

Vincent held his cheek and thought carefully. "We are now facing such fierce competition in global

chips, and now we are developing so rapidly that many competitors must have been eyeing us, but talk

about killing you..."

Vincent shook his head. "It isn't logical. It's better for everyone to play tactics, grab advanced talents,

or, more insidious and cunning, steal a business. These are better than killing you."