Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 107 Stay with Me for Three Days

Chapter 107 Stay with Me for Three Days

"Tell me. Will you stay with him or not?"

Bennett's voice was hoarse.

There was undisguised impatience on his face.

Tears welled up in Catalina's eyes. She frowned slightly and asked him, "Do I have a choice?"

Did she have a choice four years ago and now?

Never.

In the eyes of the dignitaries, she was no more than an ant manipulated by them.

She didn't have the right to make a choice.

Bennett gazed into her eyes unblinkingly. After a long while, he released her.

"No."

This was Bennett's answer.

Neither of them had a choice.

From the beginning, Catalina had belonged to Warren, and Bennett took the chance and snatched her

from Warren, who was in a coma.

That was it.

His flat answer almost moved tears to Catalina's eyes.

She quickly turned her face away and looked out the window, widening her eyes and forbidding herself

to shed a single tear.

The intimacy they had in his office just now turned into a painful joke at this moment.

Bennett got into the car.

His face was cold and calm as usual as if nothing had happened just now.

He looked at the front and said, "As for the interview, I agree."

Catalina was taken aback.

"But I have a condition."

The red lines in his eyes were gone, which were as dark as black holes that could suck in the souls.

"What is it?"

Catalina asked as if she was bewitched.

Bennett gazed into her eyes, his eyes getting more brooding. "Go to a place with me for three days."

"Three days?"

"After we come back, not only the interview but also the things between us..."

Bennett suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Catalina's forehead lightly with his slender

fingers. "After we come back three days later, we will have nothing to do with each other and pretend

nothing happened during the past months."

Catalina blinked in a daze.

The place his finger had pressed was burning, but she felt cold.

Nothing happened?

But she remembered well all the things that happened during the past months and didn't forget a single

moment.

As if being enchanted, Catalina nodded with red eyes. "Okay."

She agreed.

The two of them needed an ending.

And the three days would be the last three days they spent together.

She took it as a farewell to her youth and love.

...

Meanwhile, at Sandal Villa on the top of Shaffer Mountain.

A woman in her fifties who wore a dainty light-colored dress with her hair tied up was sitting on a pew in

a small chapel and praying earnestly with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, there was a sudden clap of thunder.

The woman stopped praying abruptly.

She opened her eyes.

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"Mrs. Carolyn, Mrs. Carolyn..."

At this moment, a servant said loudly outside the chapel. "Mrs. Carolyn, good news. It's great news."

The servant dashed in, panting heavily.

The woman rose slowly and scolded gently.

"Keep quiet in the chapel."

"I'm sorry."

The servant lowered his head quickly.

The pious woman was Carolyn Hoover, Bennett's mother, the wife of Wesley Shaffer, and the eldest

daughter-in-law of Drake Shaffer.

"What's up?"

Carolyn asked the servant calmly.

"It's about Mr. Warren! The hospital called and said he was waking up soon. It's said that he moved his

fingers."

The servant was overjoyed.

A hint of subtle excitement came across Carolyn's usually calm face.

Her fingers trembled slightly.

The servant continued with a smile, "Mrs. Carolyn, congratulations. You've prayed piously for Mr.

Warren for years, and now your prayer has been answered."

Carolyn smiled faintly and said, "It's good news. Go to inform Mr. Wesley."

"Mr. Wesley has received the call and is going to see Mr. Warren. Would you like to go with him?"

Carolyn pondered for a long time before nodding. "Okay."

It continued to thunder. Carolyn looked up at the sky, and her eyes darkened.

"Close the door and windows, lest it rains."

The thunder was indeed a bad sign.

"Yes."

The servant took the order.

Carolyn went out of the chapel briskly.

Everyone knew that since the eldest son of the Shaffer family fell into a coma, Carolyn had been

praying in the chapel all day long for her son to wake up as soon as possible.

During the four years, Carolyn stayed in the chapel without leaving it.

It was the first time she had been out of the chapel today.

When Wesley saw his wife suddenly come out of the chapel, he was shocked.

"You...

"Let's go see Warren first."

Carolyn got into the car.

Wesley glanced at his wife and followed her into the car.

The two of them were silent on the way.

Carolyn closed her eyes and said silent prayers.

Wesley looked out the window with complicated eyes. He seemed to be pondering.

The husband and wife had become strangers after not seeing each other for a long time.

An hour later, the car pulled over at the gate to the hospital.

Bennett had left.

Darnell was waiting in the ward.

When Darnell saw Carolyn, he was surprised because she hadn't come out for a long time. "Aunt

Carolyn, there you are."

Carolyn nodded and went up to Warren's bed.

Wesley quickly followed her and asked Darnell, "How's Warren? Where's the doctor? What does the

doctor say?"

"Uncle Wesley, the doctor says Warren might wake up any time. He can move his fingers, especially

when we mention Catalina..."

Darnell quickly stopped when he saw the displeasure on the faces of his uncle and aunt.

"Who did you talk about just now? Catalina?"

Wesley asked Darnell sullenly.

"Look! Warren reacts when he hears the name. I don't mean to mention her, but Warren cares about

her too much."

Darnell pointed at Warren's moving fingers with excitement.

"Warren!"

Wesley went up and tried to wake up his son. He said with a combination of feelings, "Warren, you can

hear us, can't you?"

However, Warren stopped moving in the bed again.

"Let me try. Let me try."

Darnell leaned closer and said, "Warren, I'll ask Catalina to come see you later, okay?"

"Darnell!"

Warren said angrily, "Do you think she hasn't hurt Warren enough?"

"Come on, Uncle Wesley. Don't be angry. This is a strategy. Warren only reacts to this name."

Wesley let out a long sigh and stood on the side.

Carolyn had been silent, standing next to the bed. Suddenly, she asked, "Did Carolyn come?"