Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 62 This is My Gift

Chapter 62 This is My Gift

Claire was getting nervous at Catalina's silence.

Claire said while sobbing, "What's the point of staying with a man who doesn't care about you,

Catalina? Is there hope for a future with Bennett if you keep trying? You wish! Your marriage is doomed

to fail! Have you completely forgotten about Warren? He's still in a hospital bed in a coma! Have you

forgotten that you and Bennett are to blame for all of this pain? You're the murderers! I don't see how

the two of you can have a happy ending. Do you not have any remorse? Catalina, you almost married

Warren! How could you do this to him? Have you ever considered Warren's feelings? Aren't you afraid

of getting karma?"

Claire's eloquent words aggravated Catalina's pain.

The issues Claire mentioned were the ones Catalina tried her best to ignore.

She was too selfish to think about Warren, who was still lying in the hospital bed.

Catalina felt a chill run down her spine at these words.

Catalina finally said with a shaking voice, "I'll leave him," after much deliberation.

She was having difficulty catching her breath. She stood up, gathered her belongings, and walked

away.

Claire stroked her coffee cup back and forth after Catalina had left. She grimaced as she stared at the

melting layer of latte art on top of the coffee.

"Catalina, do you think you're good enough to be my friend? I only became friends with you because I

wanted to get to know Bennett. You hillbilly! Who are you to say that you are better than me?"

Claire then stood up and spilled her coffee into Catalina's cup.

She didn't stop until the coffee ran out of the cup.

To Claire, it wasn't the cup of coffee she was ruined at the time, but Catalina.

She slammed the empty cup to the floor and shattered it in a fit of rage only after the coffee was

drained.

Her eyes were as menacing as an active volcano because of her jealousy.

She was at a loss to explain why she lost it to Catalina.

She was gorgeous, smart, and came from a prestigious family background. Because of some reason

unknown to her, Bennett just couldn't bring himself to like her.

Claire felt that Catalina could not be compared to her. She couldn't understand why Bennett had fallen

so deeply and persistently in love with Catalina.

Claire thought that was a huge bummer, so she swore she could never give up on making Bennett fall

in love with her.

She always believed he would eventually end up with her.

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Catalina stood alone at the bus stop sign for quite some time.

Every bus that passed stopped at the stop sign, but they all left.

When night fell, neon signs began to light up the streets.

Catalina saw the bright lights, but her heart was pierced by an overwhelming sadness.

"I guess this is the end," she thought.

She closed her eyes tightly.

Her mind was already made up: she should end the marriage immediately because it was a bad idea.

Catalina took the last bus back to Sophora Villa.

There wasn't a single light on when she returned, leading her to believe everyone had already gone to

bed.

Catalina walked in the door and put on her slippers without switching on the light.

She was surprised to see a muscular man in her path as she turned to return to her room. His

domineering, oppressive demeanor sent shivers down her spine.

Catalina was so terrified that she took a few steps back.

Only after she had backed into a corner and leaned against the door did the man come to a halt.

He had one hand in his suit pants pocket. He leaned down slightly and glared at Catalina

condescendingly in the corner.

The aggression in his eyes was chilling.

"Where have you been?" He asked.

His demeanor was domineering, and it was clear that her coming back home late annoyed him.

Catalina inhaled deeply.

She couldn't see his face because of the darkness, but she could imagine his expression.

She knew he would be frowning and pursing his lips as if she owed him a million dollars.

Catalina explained, "I've been working late."

She lied because she didn't want him to know that she had met Claire because of the news.

She didn't want to give the impression that she cared about him more than anything in the world.

She reasoned that she needed to keep her dignity in the presence of Bennett.

"How come you didn't answer Ralph's call?" Bennett asked, approaching her.

"Did he call me? Sorry, I didn't hear it."

Catalina was completely honest, as she didn't hear her phone ring.

Bennett appeared to be trying to figure out if she was telling the truth by staring into her eyes in the

dark.

To Catalina's surprise, Bennett relaxed after a moment. "Is there anything else you want to ask me?"

he asked softly.

Catalina immediately shook her head and said, "No, nothing. I'm feeling so tired now. You should go to

sleep, too."

She then prepared to leave.

But Bennett suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Have you checked out today's headlines?"

Catalina's heart skipped a beat. Her wrist ached a little where he had gripped it.

"What news?"

Catalina decided to play dumb. With a swift movement, she freed her hand from Bennett's clutch and

declared, "I haven't had time to catch up on the news today. I'll check it later."

Bennett, however, maintained a tight hold on her hand. Instead of loosening his grip, he pulled her

closer to him.

Her backpack slid off her shoulder as Catalina stumbled and landed on the floor with a thud.

In the glow of the street lamp, Catalina saw the tie she had bought for Bennett fall out of the bag.

Her heart started racing, so she quickly knelt and attempted to put away the box.

But he raced ahead of her and grabbed it from the floor.

Catalina was furious. She shouted, "That's my stuff! Give it back to me!"

Instead of listening to her, Bennett took the liberty to tear the package himself. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

He cocked an eyebrow at the sight of a tie and asked, " Why are you freaking out? Is this for me?"

Bennett held the tie around his neck as if he were trying it on.

"No!"

Catalina snatched the tie from his grasp and tucked it behind her back.

Her cheeks were flushed from panic.

"Don't touch my stuff!"

Bennett felt let down because she had snatched that tie from him. After hearing her words, his

expression changed to one of dismay. "It's not for me?" he asked.

He tried to confirm this with Catalina.

"Absolutely not! " Catalina replied with a slight lift of her chin.

She could hear her heart beating as she leaned against the door. "Aren't your ties worth hundreds of

thousands of dollars? You wouldn't want a tie like that. I'm not sending you this garbage so you can

insult me! I know what I'm doing."

"Give it to me!" Bennett spread his hands wide. He had a somber expression on his face.

Catalina hid the tie behind her back. "I told you it wasn't for you," she said.

"Who is it for, then?"

Bennett approached Catalina with the ferocity of a bloodthirsty beast. "I'm asking you the last time.

Who was it that you bought this tie for?"

He appeared to be on the verge of snapping her neck if she said anything he didn't want to hear.

(To Be Continued)