Benson
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Chapter 217 No Longer Loving Your

At this moment, Yvonne felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if all her worries had instantly vanished.

She was sitting with Jeremy in the outdoor lounge area of the resort.

Surrounded by lush greenery and the distant sound of gentle waves, everything seemed so peaceful and harmonious.

Jeremy was a captivating storyteller.

With lively language and expressions, he brought to life the amusing and embarrassing stories of her brother Sol at school.

Every little detail seemed to have a magical quality, taking her back to those distant days when she was still an innocent girl, and her brother Sol was always the admirable and radiant figure.

Although Sol had been gone for years, those memories made him come alive again, as if he had never truly left.

Her heart was filled with warmth and emotion, and she couldn’t help but smile.

After the meeting ended, Jeremy and Yvonne walked out of the resort together.

Though Jeremy had come here because of an invitation and clearly had his own schedule, their

conversation didn’t follow the usual polite formalities.

Instead, it was relaxed and comfortable, like old friends reuniting.

Just as Yvonne was fully engrossed in the conversation with Jeremy, she suddenly realized that someone was standing nearby.

Benson was dressed in a long black coat, and the car’s hazard lights were faintly visible.

He stood there, making a stark contrast against the bustling crowd around him.

His expression was somewhat gloomy, and his eyes were filled with heavy emotions.

She was still focused on checking the messages Megan had sent on her phone and the missed calls, seemingly not immediately aware of Benson’s presence

Benson’s mood seemed to darken further as he saw the intimate conversation between Yvonne and Jeremy, with discontent and anxiety beginning to show on his face.

Eventually, Yvonne turned around, and their gazes met

Despite the distance between them, the tension in the air seemed to freeze everything around them.

Yvonne didn’t rush toward Benson but remained where she was, seemingly continuing her conversation with Jeremy on purpose.

They talked about various topics, with occasional laughter and a joyful atmosphere, making their interaction seem even more natural and connected

Yvonne’s smile shone brightly in the sunlight, and her calm demeanor seemed to completely disregard Benson’s presence.

In this scene, Benson’s expression grew increasingly complex, filled with a mix of sadness and indescribable emotions.

He quietly stood there, watching Yvonne intently, as the turmoil within him made his figure seem increasingly lonely.

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Finally, Benson walked over to Yvonne and stood in front of her.

His face showed a hint of displeasure, with anger and anxiety in his eyes..

Yvonne’s makeup was simple, her hair naturally falling over her shoulders like seaweed, gently swaying in the breeze, making her look particularly enchanting.

Her calmness contrasted sharply with Benson’s somber mood.

Benson reached out his hand, wanting to hold hers, but Yvonne kept her hands in her pockets, not moving an inch.

Her posture, though cold, was not impolite; she simply looked at Benson quietly, waiting for his explanation.

Benson’s expression changed slightly, and his tone carried a mix of helplessness and discontent. “We’re married; we don’t need to avoid each other, do we?

His voice was filled with a sense of resignation, clearly feeling unhappy with Yvonne’s attitude.

He noticed that Yvonne and Jeremy hadn’t deliberately kept their distance, and the two had walked out together and talked for a long time. This scene made Benson feel lost, and his emotions became more complicated.

“Did you ask me here because of Raymond?”

Benson’s tone carried a hint of probing and urgency, his gaze fixed on Yvonne, trying to read something, from her expression.

Hearing this, Yvonne raised her head and looked at Benson with an emotionless gaze. “Let’s get in the car first.”

Her tone was calm and decisive, clearly not allowing Benson’s question to stir her emotions.

Benson frowned slightly but chose to comply.

He nodded, his tone serious and solemn. “Find some time to have a proper talk with Raymond.”

His voice carried a sense of professionalism and concern.

“From my professional perspective, Raymond is the right person for the general manager position at Caesar Plaza.”

Yvonne nodded, her tone calm and firm. “Yes, I’ll talk to him.”

There was a hint of calm and determination in her eyes, clearly showing she had already made her

decision.

They got into the car, with Benson sitting in the driver’s seat, his gaze occasionally drifting toward Yvonne.

He looked at her outfit, which, while not particularly striking, appeared exceptionally radiant on her.

Her neck was fair and alluring, making it hard to look away.

As the scenery outside the window kept retreating. Benson’s inner turmoil grew stronger.

Even after visiting George, he still couldn’t replace the answers he sought.

His heart was filled with complex emotions and thoughts, and although Yvonne’s behavior was somewhat cold, he still reached out and gently touched her hair, a gesture of genuine affection.

“Would you like to have hot pot?” Benson’s tone carried a touch of lightness and concern, as if trying to

ease the tension.

Yvonne paused for a moment, then looked up with a hint of surprise and confusion. “Can you eat hot pot?”

She was puzzled by Benson’s sudden invitation, her heart filled with doubt.

Benson’s smile softened, and he started the car, his tone gentle and warm.

“As long as you like it, I’m fine with it.” His voice conveyed a sense of thoughtfulness, making him seem more approachable.

Yvonne leaned back in the passenger seat, with soft light filtering through the window onto her face, her expression calm yet complex.

Her eyes drifted toward the night outside the car window, and the silence inside the car made her thoughts clearer.

The passionate moments from aw days ago lingered in her memory like an indelible image, the intense passion and impulse making her emotions complex and tangled.

Her hands tightly gripped the bag on her lap, her fingertips slightly pale as if trying to control the turbulence within her.

She took a deep breath, slowly exhaling, trying to calm the turmoil in her heart.

Her thoughts lingered between that night’s passion and the current calm, a wave of indescribable

emotions rising within her, mixed with a sense of confusion and unease.

“Benson…” Her voice was low and firm, carrying an undertone of pain and finality. “I don’t want to change anymore.”

Her words seemed to come from deep within, filled with genuine feelings.

Her tone carried an undeniable resolve as if she was declaring an important decision to herself and him.

Although that night’s passion had given her a sense of irresistible pleasure, the clarity that followed made her understand her true feelings more clearly

Her eyes narrowed slightly, a faint sadness and honesty in her gaze.

Her voice trembled slightly but remained calm

“That night, we were both overwhelmed, yielding to the pleasure of the body, but now that I’ve calmed down, I realize that I don’t have genuine feelings for you.”

Her voice carried a sense of helplessness, as if facing a fact that couldn’t be changed

She looked slightly tired but incredibly determined, as if she was freeing herself from her past troubles.

She turned her head slightly, looking at Benson’s face, trying to catch a reaction from his expression “So, I choose to ignore your gestures and have no intention of giving you another chance.”