Chapter 92 Chapter 92 Shock
Metta stood up and went to the bathroom, leaned over the sink, and gagged several times before slowly
straightening up. Her steps were slow as she returned to the bed, after which she sat down again
She pressed her lips together and lowered her face, unable to suppress the bitterness and sadness in her heart.
affection weren't something that could be digested in a short time.
What Timothy had said earlier made her wonder if Benson truly regretted his actions, and whether she should
give him another chance. However, the photos this thad shattered whatever small hope remained in her
heart.
relieved she hadn't softened up during these days; otherwise, she would only have suttered more.
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Then, there was sophie, who disgusted her so much that she almost wanted to throw
sophie used such despicable means and degraded herself like this. If she had openly expressed her feelings for
Benson, maybe Sierra would have respected her a
However, she only felt that Sophie was like a rat in the darkness-filthy and disgusting
She deleted all of sophie's contact information Then, she retumed to the bathroom and repeatedly washed her
hands with soap. It was only after rinsing that the terling of disgust slowly faded, hit by bit. She grabbed a tissue
to dry her hands and threw it in the nearby trash bin.
It something had been dirty and discarded, it should never be picked up again. Even if she did do so, it could
never be clean again.
Benson woke up in a large bed the next morning. He had a severe headache from the hangover, making him
frown in pain. He rubbed his temples, but his right hand
being weighed down by something
Turing his head, he saw Sophie's head resting on his arm. She was lying in his embrace, completely naked. His
eyes widened in shock, his grogginess and drowsiness fading instantly as he becfully awake. He glanced
down at himself and realized he was not wearing a single piece of clothing, either What happened was self-
explanatory
He quickly yanked his hand away and grabbed his clothes from the bedside. He was in a state of chaos,
combined with a foggy brain, unable to piece together what had happened the previous night
A Sophie woke up, she secretly rejoiced at the sight of Benson hurriedly getting dressed. Then, she said softly,
“Mr. Gray, you're awake,"
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Benson's Lands trembled as he fumbled with his buttons. He didn't look at her and only asked with his head
lowered, "What happened last night? How did we end tap in the sbed2-
> Gray, don't you remember? You argued with Mr. Field last night. | happened to pass by and cinto comfort
you. Then, you huggedand kissed"saw that you were drunk and booked a room to test here. But when |
tried to leave, you huggedagain, tellingnot to go, then pusheddown on the bed..... *At this pount,
she lowered her bead slyly
He furrowed his brow, as bits and peces of his memories Hashied in his mind. He remembered arguing with
Timothy, and Sophie coming in after that. They had talked, but he couldn't recall the details
Then he remembered Sophie sitting on his lap, and he had embraced her, perhaps thinking she was Sierra,
lowering his head to kiss her lips. After that, he had fallen ondu the couch, and everything after that was a blur.
Sophie had already gotten up and put on her candle Sering that Benson was dazed, his hands still frozen, unable
to button his shirt, she lifted the blanket, kneeled unfront of him, and helped him with his buticia
Beron instinctively looked away, bowing that she was naked, and took a step back. He flustered and said, "I'll do
it anyselt.