TimeNovelChapter 89 Chapter 89 Hug Him
At this sight, a cunning glint flashed in Sophie's eyes. She picked up the bottle and poured another glass of wine
for Benson
“Mr. Gray, you savedbefore, and | haven't properly thanked you. | truly appreciate your care for me, | never
expected it would cause you and Ms. Shaw to break up, or that you would argue with Mr. Field.
“| feel so sad about it. Mr. Gray, in my heart, you're the best person. You haven't done anything wrong. It's them
who misunderstood our relationship. It's them who don't understand your good intentions."
Looking at him with bright eyes, she whispered with admiration. Benson's irritated heart was somewhat soothed
at this, leaving him silent
Sophie bit her lip slightly, the comers of her eyes reddening. “Actually, Mr. Gray, | really feel for you. It's clear
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It's not your fault, but you have to bear the burden. | feel that she doesn't deserve your love.”
As she spoke, she grew more agitated.
"Shut up!" Benson said in a low voice. He saw her eyes redden, her long lashes flattering like fragile cicada
wings, making her appear pitiful and delicate
His gaze darkened, and he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. He continued in a low voice. "It's getting late.
You should go back. Don't cto the bar anymore. It's not a place for you."
Sophie's eyes flickered. She suddenly wrapped her hands around Benson's waist and held him tightly.
“What are you doing?” Benson stiffened and frowned. Though a bit drunk, he was still rational and pushed
Sophie away.
She slowly took off her coat, revealing her fairneck. She was only wearing a white lace camisole Inside, with an
alluring sight just barely visible.
His gaze darkened even more. He tried to stand up, but she pressed down on his legs.
Her fingers skimmed over his suit pants, and the light touch was like a feather bushing across him. She slowly
straightened her body and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her red lips lightly brushed his earlobe while her
hot breath fanned over his neck.
“Mr. Gray, | like you. No one has ever cared forand protectedlike you. | really like you.”
She spoke with such a soft and melodious voice that Benson tensed. The alcohol was affecting him, and he
struggled to remain sober, forcefully pushing Sophie off of him. His voice becsomewhat disordered as he
said, “You misunderstood. | only treat you as a sister.”
After saying that, be staggered to his feet, but she tightly pulled him back onto the couch.
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Mr. Gray, | really like you. Don't you know how heartbroken | was when | saw how upset you've been these past
few days? Hearing others misunderstand you madefeel worse than if they misunderstood me. You're such a
good person, but Ms. Shurw doesn't know how to cherish you."
Benson furrowed his brows as Sierra's harsh words flashed through his mind. A fire then ignited in his chest.
Sophie saw the names burning in his eyes, and a glint of calculation crossed her own. Standing up, she moved to
sit on his lap and hooked her arms around his neck.
"Mr. Gray, | know you still can't let go of Sierra, but | don't mind. Even if it's just to comfort you during your pain,
I'm more than willing to be with you,” Sophie said, slowly leaning toward his lips.
Benson felt the influence of alcohol talding over him. In his dazed state, Sophie's face slowly blended with
Sierra's in his mind.
He suddenly raised his hand and cupped her face.
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