Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 30 Bennett's Diary

Chapter 30 Bennett's Diary

Catalina trotted after him, but after a few steps, she suddenly ran back and dashed into the house.

At the fastest speed, she washed her face in a hurry and then looked back and forth in the mirror a few

times. After confirming that her face was clean, Catalina turned and ran out again.

When she came panting up to Bennett, he was already waiting for her under a thick locust tree.

His face was even darker than when he came.

Catalina didn't know what he was doing here, but she felt that it looked like he was going to question

her.

"Could it be that he knows that the person who called him and hung up is me?" she thought.

Catalina nervously rubbed her hands and approached him. Just as she wanted to ask Bennett, he

asked, "Who is he?"

Catalina was stunned. "What?"

With a long face, Bennett stared straight into her eyes. "The boy who tugged at your hair just now."

"Oh, he! His name is Zavier Duffy. He is..."

"I mean, what is the relationship between you two?"

Bennett interrupted her impatiently.

Catalina did not understand his intention, but she still told him truthfully, "He is my cousin. What's

wrong?"

"Cousin?"

Bennett raised his eyebrows. His tense shoulders relaxed in an instant, and his face quickly softened

considerably. "Got it."

After that, he said nothing more.

Catalina could only take the initiative to ask him, "Why are you here?"

As soon as she asked so, Bennett's face, which had just softened, immediately turned black again.

He glared at Catalina fiercely and then quickly stuffed a notebook into her hand. "It's really troublesome

without a mobile phone!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Bennett left with no reluctance and without even looking back. However, as he left, he added, "If you

dare to show it to anyone, I'll kill you!"

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She stared at the small notebook that suddenly appeared in her hand and was stunned for a moment.

She opened the notebook.

To her surprise, it was Bennett's holiday diary.

Diary 1:

It was sunny.

Today, I went to the lake with my brother, and we caught three fish, one small and two big.

Fishing is boring.

Diary 2:

It was also sunny.

Today, I was forced to go camping with my mom, but my mom loved it. She and her friends had a

barbecue together and suggested that I sing to them to set the atmosphere up, but I refused. I hate

singing, especially in front of people. I think the person who stands in the middle performing looks like a

fool.

Camping is boring.

Diary 3, Diary 4, Diary 5...

All of them were about Bennett's daily events, recording his dull life every day.

At the end of each diary, he ended up with the same adjective, which was boring.

Bennett wrote about every bit of his daily life, which not even had the basic ups and downs, but

Catalina found fun in those lines and saw the real and vivid Bennett in his holiday life.

The more she read, the more interested she became.

As she read, she suddenly laughed.

When she came to think of it, however, she did not even know what part of the diary was amusing

enough to make her laugh.

All she knew was that she was smiling as she read every word he had written.

The dazzling night scene became blurred bit by bit in front of Catalina's eyes.

She raised her hand to touch her face and suddenly found that her eyes were already wet.

Catalina retreated from her memory, but she couldn't help asking herself, "How did he and I change

from green and naive to such a situation in just a few years?"

...

At the Sophora Villa.

Catalina held her head with one hand and looked at the ugly doll sitting on the bedside table, worried.

Suddenly, Wendy pushed the door in.

Catalina immediately raised her head. "Is he back?"

Wendy shook her head. "Not yet..."

"It's so late now. Why hasn't he come back?"

Catalina changed her posture and held her chin with both hands, her eyelids drooping.

She was a little sleepy.

It was past twelve o'clock, and her biological clock was already ticking.

"Mrs. Shaffer, why don't you go to bed first? I think you are exhausted, and you've just recovered!"

"Never mind, I'd better wait for him in the living room!"

Wendy didn't stop her.

Catalina got up, wrapped herself in a long cotton-padded jacket, and went out of the bedroom.

After coming out of the thermostatic bedroom and passing the antique wooden bridge, Catalina

returned to the main living room at the fastest speed.

"It's so cold!"

She stood in the doorway and stamped her feet for a few seconds. Then she patted the snowflakes off

her shoulders and breathed a few times on her palms. After all that, she finally felt much warmer.

"Mrs. Shaffer, why haven't you rested yet?"

Ralph was surprised to see her.

"Ralph, are you waiting for Bennett?"

Catalina took off her cotton-padded jacket.

"Yes."

Ralph helped her hang the jacket on the hanger in the doorway.

"Did he say when he would come back?"

"Mrs. Shaffer, are you also waiting for Mr. Shaffer?"

"Well...You can say that!"

"Mr. Shaffer is not sure when he will return."

"Okay..."

Catalina thought for a while and made up her mind. "Ralph, what about you going to rest first? I'll wait

for him here for you!"

"Can I?"

"Of course. I won't go to sleep until he comes back."

Catalina made such a decision because she wanted to ask Bennett for help.

Ralph hesitated for a while and finally nodded. "OK, then thank you, Mrs. Shaffer."

In fact, what he was thinking was that if Bennett came back, it would be embarrassing for him to stay

there. Therefore, he decided to leave there early.

Ralph left, leaving Catalina alone to wait for Bennett in the living room.

The firewood in the hearth was burning noisily. Catalina was so bored that she added some dry

firewood to it.

The flames scurried up, making Catalina warm and sleepy. In just a moment, she lay on the sofa and

fell asleep.

While she slept, the hours slipped by...

...

Soon, it was 3 a.m.

When Bennett came back, the lights in the Sophora Villa were all off.

He was surprised that Ralph was not waiting for him this time.

Bennett took off his windbreaker, which was wet and cold, laid it lazily on his arm, and pushed the door

in.

Then he changed his shoes.

After that, he touched the light switch on the wall with a big hand and was about to turn on the light.

"Bennett?"

Suddenly, in the darkness, a small head emerged from behind the sofa.

Bennett was stunned.

"Is that you, Bennett?"

Catalina put her head on the back of the sofa and asked the tall figure standing at the door with some

sleepiness.

Her eyes were narrowed, unable to open.

In the dim light, Bennett was stunned for half a second. Then he slightly raised his sharp eyebrows,

and his hand fell on the light switch unconsciously dropped.

His deep, amber eyes were tinged with some emotions. However, they soon disappeared, and his eyes

turned cold as usual.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

Catalina tilted her head and asked Bennett.

With one hand in his suit trousers pocket and his legs in place, Bennett looked at her, who was lying on

the sofa, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Catalina slid down from the sofa. "I'm waiting for you!"

In the darkness, she trotted in the direction of Bennett with her bare feet and a confused head.

The space between Bennett's eyebrows twitched instantly.

"Catalina, stop there!"

He shouted in a low voice and quickly pressed the light switch on the wall.

However, it was too late.