Chapter 15 Misjudged Him
Serra lifted her gaze indifferently and repeated. “Mr Gay.”
Benson let out a cold scott, his voice thick with restrained fury. “Serra, is this how you plan to provoke me? Do you think you can to me to bombead and admit defeati
A glimmer of disappointment flickered in Siema’s eves. She had nothing left to say.
“I’ve completed all my work. Here is my resignation letter. As she said that, she took out a piece of paper and placed it on Benson’s desk
His expression darkened further as he glanced at the letter. He grabbed it, crushed it into a ball, and threw it to the floor
“I don’t accept it,” he said through gritted teeth, his voice thick with barely contained rage.
Sierra’s expression remained calm as she replied, “Whether you accept it or not, I’m leaving. I’m merely informing you.”
“Siema!” Benson slammed his hand on the desk and stood up. His eyes blazed with fury as they locked onto hers.
“you’ve wanted to break up with me for a long time, haven’t you? It’s because you’ve already found someone new.
Siema frowned, her voice low but filled with disdain. “What nonsense are you spouting?”
“I saw it with my own eyes. Last night, a man was holding your hand as you left. Tell me, who was he?”
Last night? Sierra’s eyes flickered. So Benson had seen her leaving with Theo. No wonder he had called her so many times. But if he hadn’t recognized Theo, this
conversation would have taken an entirely different tum
Benson’s suspicion deepened as he watched her remain silent. He strode forward, grabbed her wrist rightly, and demanded, “Speak! Who was the
Sierra winced as pain shot through her wrist. She struggled several times to free herself, but he wouldn’t let go. Her bright eyes flared with anger. “Benson, let me ro!”
“You’re guilty, aren’t you?” Benson’s words came through gritted teeth, each one carrying a sting as sharp as a blade.
Nevertheless, Sierra took a deep breath, forcing down the rage building inside her. “I have nothing to say to you
“Nothing to say? Or afraid to say?” Benson roared.
“Sierra, you betrayed me and tried to pin the blame on Sophie and me, playing the innocent victim. You really know how to ac
His voice grew sharper. “All these years, you’ve been dull and boring at my side. We’ve been together for so long, yet you wouldn’t even give yourself to i secretly, you’re cozying up to another man How long have you been playing me for a fool?”
The sharp crack of a slap echoed through the room
Beason’s head mapped to the side, and a red imprint bloomed on his cheek. Sierra’s eyes burned with fury, her face flushed. Her hand still tingled from the impact. He actually thought so low of her. He had humiliated her like this.
“Benson, I really misjudged you“lier words came out slowly but forcefully, each syllable filled with years of disappointment and a bitter sense of regret.
“Then say it who was the man holding your hand?”
Benson turned back, his voice thundering as he gripped her shoulders tightly. His chest heaved with rage, and his breathing grew heavier as if the fire inside him wasburning away every last shord of reason.
“It was someone kind enough to take me to the hospital!” Sierra’s usually composed features contacted with anger, and her voice rose sharply.
“The hospital? Why would you need to go to the hospital?=
Benson’s eyes turrowed with disbelief, as though her words were nothing more than a feeble excuse. So, he really never cared
She showed him away and rolled up het sleeve, revealing her bandaged an
lam. The white gauze was slightly stamed seeping blood. “You pushed me yourself and caused me to injure my hand. And after just two days, you’ve already forgotten?”
