Chapter 20 Blocked
ring to Sierra?” Timothy asked.
“Have you explained the situation with the ring in Sterra?”
Bensenteplied. “She hasn’t apologized to me or Sophie yet and even mentioned breaking up: Why should I explain myself? Let’s see how long she can hold
Timothy toward at
ed at his words. “Benson, you’re
“Benson, you’re too proud. Be honest with
have you fallen for Sophie?
benson glanced at him, impatience clear in his voice. “No. Sophie lost her parents young and grew up in an orphanage. It’s been tough for her to get where she is, and t sympathize with het,
treat her like a little sister. What’s with you?
Timothy let out a relieved sigh. “Good, but if you don’t want to break up with Sierra, you need to talk to her and clear things up. Don’t let it spiral out of control.or you’ll regret it later.”
“Regret? Sierra and I have been together for so many years. I don’t believe she’d really leave me. And even if we do break up, I won’t be the one who regretsit!”
“sure, pust keep telling yourself that. Tumothy rolled his eyes, handing over his phone. “Hurry up and text Sierra, Just say you’re drunk and ask her to pick you up.” Benson reluctantly took the phone, muttering, “I’m only doing this because of you, It doesn’t mean I’m giving in”
“Yeah, yeah, just send it,” Timothy urged.
Benson found Sierra’s WhatsApp contact and sent a message. However, a red exclamation mark popped up. Sierra had blocked him.
“Damn it!” Benson exploded, tossing the phone onto the ground. “Even if she begs on her knees to get back together, I might not forgive her!
He then downed the glasses of liquor.
Timothy didn’t try to stop him. He could see that Sierra was serious this time. Benson had truly messed up. It wouldn’t be easy to win her back now. It was unclear who would be the one begging on the floor.
Timothy eventually dragged Benson back to his place.
Benson was jolted from his sleep in the middle of the night by a sharp pain in his stomach. He staggered out of bed and reached for his phone, instinctively dialing Sietta’s number
The only answer was the cold, robotic voice of an automated system, Sierra had blocked his number too. His temples were t breath and called the live–in housekeeper,
throbbing with anger. Het
etook a dee
deep
“Where’s the medicine kot? My stomach is acting up.”
The housekeeper quickly retrieved the kit and found the stomach medicine, only to notice it had expired.
“Mr. Gray, the medicine has expired. I’ll go buy some for you right aw
Benson frowned, recalling that he hadn’t needed stomach medicine ever since Sierra had started helping him with his health. The pain was unbearable. His vision blurred, and he collapsed onto the bed.
The housekeeper was halfway out the door when she heard a loud thud. She tumed to ambulator.
“Thud Benson unconscious on the bed. Panic surged as she scrambled to call an
The next day, beina Madison at a cate
“You’ve broken up with Benson? Madison got straight to the point once she sat down.
Sierra noilord “Yes We broke up.”
Madison scotted
“Hmph! You should’ve done that a long time ago. Then, a look of concem lashed across her face. “But does your family know?”
A shadow passed through Sierra’s eyes, and she shook her head “Not yet. I’m waiting for the right time.”
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