Chapter 65
“Don’t touch me. You’re not allowed to do that.”
Lynn froze, unaccustomed to Benson s stroking. He looked like petting a puppy.
Hearing her words, Benson let go of her, his eyes cold.
“How did you get the wound on the back of your head?”
Lynn took a step back, arms folded in self-preservation.
“Huh, stop being hypocritical. It’s already lucky of me as you don’t strangle me. It has nothing to do with you about how I got the wound. Go away and stay away from me.”
“Is it because of Katrina?”
Benson pursed his lips tightly, feeling he was about to lose his anger. Neil was right that there must be a reason for Lynn to go straight to kick Katrina.
Stunned for a second, Lynn looked at Benson’s cold eyes and rolled bright eyes turned, not expecting him to know that.
“There’s no need for you to be hypocritical anyway.” She turned away with an alienated expression. She knew it was impossible for him to take revenge on Katrina for her even he knew the truth.
“Talk to me politely.”
Benson stepped forward to pull Lynn to his chest again. Then he raised her chin and stared at her tender face with deep eyes.
Since he was rich and had outstanding appearance, he was like a king that was pursued by every woman.
Lynn was forced to tilt her head up and meet Benson’s gaze. From his pupils, she could see that she was as small as a bean. Their distance was so close that her breathing was all sprayed into his face.
Feeling the atmosphere weird, she immediately became disgusted and tried to raise her head up high.
“Let go of me, you devil. Take a good look at what I’ve been strangled by you, you bastard. Stay away from me.”
Benson slowly looked at her slender neck sharply, finding her neck, which should have been elegant, was now surrounded by a deep purple pinch mark.
In a shock, he realized it was caused by his impulse.
“You’re a devil.”
“Stop talking.” Veins appeared on Benson’s forehead, and at this moment, he realized that he was actually a tyrant.
Every time Lynn said he was a bastard and told him to stay away from her, he would a slight of sadness flash by her eyes.
As if he couldn’t bear to see her sad, he raised his hand to cover her eyes.
Covered by the darkness, Lynn was dazed for a moment, but after a moment, she raised her hand to pull away his. Getting more furious, she roared incessantly.
“Bastard, bastard…”
” I’ll kiss you if you scold me anymore.”
Lynn kept scolding him with her delicate and pink mouth, flexible tongue and white teeth. Benson felt that he must have been spellbound because he actually thought Lynn’s mouth was very attractive.
Even if she was scolding him, he could bear that.
In a daze, Lynn wondered if she had heard it wrongly. ‘He said he was going to kiss me?
Is anything is wrong with his mind?
Impossible. He hates me so much.’
“Bastard!”
“Um…”
Keeping his words, Benson leaned down to kiss her while holding the back of her head and avoiding the wound with one hand.
Completely dumbfounded, Lynn didn’t expect what he said turned out to be true. Feeling her soft lips suck, Lynn was so embarrassed that she slammed Benson’s chest hard and then escaped.
She quickly wiped her lips fiercely, wishing to wipe off a layer of skin. She was so angry that her tender white fingertips were trembling, thinking, ‘How could he kiss me?’
“You… Scumbag. How could you kiss me?”
Benson touched his lips, his eyes burning as if he was still reminiscing. When Lynn found he come to chase after her, she was anxious and ran away immediately.
“Be careful!”
Unexpectedly, a person suddenly jumped down from the dense tree next to them and grabbed Lynn.
The man quickly caught and pressed a sharp dagger against Lynn’s neck with a big spin. Feeling her neck cold, Lynn’s pupils shrank, not knowing what was going on.
“What… What are you going to do!”
The gangster threatened viciously, “Don’t move. I’ll stab you to death if you move anymore.”
Lynn turned her face slightly and caught sight of the gangster. He was one of the ones who came to attack her in the room last night as well as the one Benson had said was running away.
Lynn suddenly felt frightened.
“Okay, I won’t move. You’d better hold the knife firmly.”
Seeing that Lynn was obedient, the gangster looked at Benson.
“Mr. Warner, if you want to save your wife, do as I say.”
In the face of the severe situation, Benson’s expression was as usual, not a little flustered and even calmer.
“Let go of her and target at me if you have the guts. It’s shameful to use a woman as a bargaining chip.”
The gangster was oppressed by Benson’s coldness, so he dragged Lynn back a step.
“It’s impossible to let her go. Your wife is my bargaining chip now. I want you to jump off the cliff, or I’ll stab her to death now.”
‘Jump off a cliff?’ Lynn glanced at the high cliff over there, the abyss and was sure that Benson would die once he jumped down. Her feet even shivered just by looking at it.
When she looked at Benson’s unmoved attitude, she knew that he couldn’t agree to this condition.
Benson sneered.
“If you let her go now, I’ll spare you.”
He was meaning that he wouldn’t jump off the cliff.
Although Lynn had guessed it correctly before, she was still so anxious that her heart skipped a beat.
The gangster was shocked for a moment and then he gritted his back teeth, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to save your wife. I’ll stab her to death now. Anyway, the master said that both of you are targets.”
Lynn hurried stopped him.
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“Stop pretending. How could you have money as you look such young?”
On the contrary, the gangster was provoked and pushed the dagger against Lynn’s neck more. Lynn was sure that she could be stabbed in the neck as long as she moved a little,.
“I’m really rich, and I’ll give you three times the amount if you let me go.” At this time, she had to say that she had money whether it was the truth or not.
“Bitch, shut up. I’ll kill you first if you dare to make another noise.”
Lynn wanted to cry and when she looked at Benson, who was as calm as if nothing had happened, she was even more helpless.
She knew that the reason why the gangster hadn’t killed her yet was that he wanted to kill Benson more.
It seemed that the only one who could save her was Benson, but the gangster actually asked him to jump off the cliff, which was impossible.
“Are you jumping? I’ll count. If you still refuse, I’ll really stab her to death.”
Finding that Benson was still standing there calmly, the gangster was in shock and counted, “3…”
Benson sneered and paced forward.