Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 263 Wait for Me for Two Years

Chapter 263 Wait for Me for Two Years

Kenneth got out of the car first.

He walked over to the other side and opened the door, watching her in the darkness.

Eloise's slender neck was tensed, and even a hint of veins could be seen.

Kenneth was patient.

After a while, Eloise finally stepped out of the car and ignored him as she walked ahead.

Under the dim streetlights, her slender figure was concealed in the shadow of a plane tree. It was early

autumn, and the leaves were already showing signs of decay, adding a touch of desolation to the

scene.

Kenneth closed the car door.

He took a few quick steps to grab her wrist and pulled her into his arms before she could react.

Perhaps it was the alluring night, or perhaps it was the emotions that were stirred up by the

surroundings.

All the restraints he had promised were thrown out the window.

Beneath the tree, he kissed her, holding the back of her head with a hint of roughness, pressing her

against the tree trunk... delving deep inside her to the point where she couldn't even breathe properly!

"Kenneth! Let me go!"

Eloise pounded his shoulders and struggled desperately, but she couldn't move him.

Soon, her mouth and nose were filled with the scent of tobacco.

Everywhere, there was his scent!

Kenneth looked impeccably clean, but only she knew that once he tainted her, that faint masculine

fragrance would linger on her for a long time...

The rough kiss lasted for a while.

Finally, he released his grip on her.

Then, his thin and handsome face received a resounding slap, the sound echoing particularly loudly in

the night.

Kenneth was handsome and charming, but almost everyone knew he had a bad temper. Women

weren't much more than toys to him, and no woman dared to act spoiled or throw a tantrum with him-let

alone slap him.

Only Eloise dared to do this.

After she struck him, she turned her head, and her eyes were red. "Do you have any right to kiss me?"

She said. "Kenneth, what am I to you? Are you bringing me here to continue being your secret

mistress?"

Kenneth pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, probably cutting it in the process. She hit

him really hard!

He gazed at her intensely. "I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself."

He hadn't had her in years and wasn't a saint. He knew he wanted her-he had never forgotten their

shared passion.

Ha had not forgotten her not for a single moment.

But Kenneth had his limits. Even he knew that the kiss just now crossed a line.

He apologized and said, "Let's go upstairs. There are some documents you need to sign."

Eloise hesitated but agreed. After all, they had a child together, and given Kenneth's position, she was

afraid he might try to take custody away from her.

Moments later, they entered the apartment.

Everything remained as luxurious as before, with no lack of attention to detail. The table was even set

with fresh fruit-her favorite kind! Each piece was plump and juicy.

Kenneth closed the door behind them and followed her gaze. He murmured, "I had Kaleb prepare

these. Over the years, he remembered everything you liked to eat."

Eloise's throat felt sweet and fishy.

She clenched her fists, telling herself no longer to be deceived by his gentle demeanor.

Kenneth was too good at winning people's hearts. Too skilled with his words, he could captivate

anyone with just a few sentences.

If she hadn't been hurt so deeply, she thought she might have been tempted by him again and perhaps

would have lost herself in this extravagant apartment tonight.

Unfortunately, she was no longer naive and innocent.

She spoke calmly, "I think what you want to tell me is about Emerson! Now you can speak, and after

that, you can take me home! I'm not like Mr. Ryan. I agree to be in a relationship with someone, and

being unclear with you disrespects that person!"

Kenneth chuckled, "Do you mind this much? Will you not marry anyone but him?"

She didn't respond.

His gaze dimmed slightly as he walked over to the sofa and knelt down, motioning for her to sit down

as well. "Come here and take a look at these documents."

Eloise pursed her lips.

She sat down, and in front of her was a stack of papers. She flipped through a few pages, which

seemed to be about Emerson's support.

Eloise didn't refuse.

Emerson was their child, and he was willing to provide financial support. She had no reason to reject

that.

That's what Madelyn said.

Madelyn said, if you can't have the man, then get his money! For example, when she broke up with

Benjamin, the checks he wrote got larger every time!

But Kenneth made things complicated.

She was a brilliant business school student, but even she found it confusing.

Kenneth gazed at her face, noticing that she had gained some weight and looked better than before.

He found it quite strange, considering that Eloise wasn't young anymore, but she had always had baby

fat, probably because she was carefree and didn't think too much.

Now, her little face was wrinkled with worry.

Kenneth smiled lightly, "With your mind, you probably won't be able to figure out these things in just

one night!"

He enjoyed seeing her like this!

He went to peel the fruit.

In the past, he used to rendezvous with her here. She wouldn't do anything, just call him Uncle Ryan

while lying under him. He took care of everything for her, from meals to dressing and bathing. Now,

even though she couldn't do much, he couldn't help but want to take care of her.

Kenneth carefully selected a few fruits, peeled them into a fruit platter, and passed it to her.

Eloise glanced at him.

He also looked at her quietly. "I didn't put any miscellaneous stuff in it!"

He actually saw her on a date tonight and ate at a high-end restaurant. But through the glass, he

noticed that she ate very little, probably not to her taste.

Eloise ate a few pieces of fruit.

From the side, her little mouth puffed up, looking somewhat cute.

Kenneth's heart softened, and he couldn't help but say gently, "There are ingredients in the fridge. Let

me cook for you!"

Eloise was visibly startled.

She put down the documents in her hands and suddenly spoke in a soft voice, "Mr. Ryan, our affair is

over! Other than Emerson, we have no further involvement or connection between us! Don't make it

seem like we're still the same as before. There's no need for that!"

Kenneth was already putting on an apron.

He paused at her words and turned his head to look at her. "Eloise, what if I am?"

The air became deathly silent...

This apartment was filled with too many memories of them! Passionate and sweet, but now it felt pale

and powerless.

Kenneth took off the apron and walked back to his original position.

He decided to be straightforward with her.

"Eloise! These assets in your hands are the majority of my personal wealth. What I've left behind is a

part that cannot be divided from the Ryan family! I hope you understand that this is not merely the cost

of raising a child! Eloise, stop calling me Mr. Ryan, call me Uncle Ryan or Kenneth... whatever you

prefer..."

Eloise's voice sounded stiff. "Do you want to reconcile with me?"

Kenneth looked troubled.

He had never begged anyone in his life, nor had he ever lowered his status. But that day, he knelt at

the Clark family.

At that moment, he impulsively wanted to marry her!

But then, something happened with Vadiff. In that project, two technicians died.

It was a car accident!

The scene was terrible, and there were no witnesses.

Kenneth couldn't risk her and Emerson's lives because of it, and he couldn't tell her the truth! The

project was a top-secret plan that had been implemented for three years.

No one knew he had a child, except Kaleb!

So, he gave her these things, with only one request: "Eloise, wait for me for two years!"

Eloise felt choked up.

Her lips trembled, and it took her a while to regain her composure.

After a long silence, she asked in a low voice, "Why should I wait for you? Three years ago, you made

me wait! Wait in Gredax. Wait in this apartment. And now, you want me to continue waiting! Mr. Ryan,

do you think a woman can have many two-year periods in her life?"

She was already in her early thirties!

She gave birth to his child, and now he wanted her to wait another two years!

She understood what he meant. He wanted her to be his secretary, his lover. He would come to Gredax

to rendezvous with her, just like three years ago. How could he dare to make such a request?

Eloise pushed aside those documents.

Her expression grew even colder than before. "Mr. Ryan, I don't want any of these anymore!"

Kenneth sat there.

He didn't chase after her when Eloise left, and he called Kaleb, sounding exhausted. "She's gone. Take

her home!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

He quietly picked up those documents, looking at the numbers, all the things he wanted to give her.

But she didn't want them!

Yes, the Clark family didn't lack money.

He, the illustrious Mr. Ryan, couldn't give her love or a stable life. In other words, he couldn't give her

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She refused to wait, and she was right!

Why should she wait for him?

Was it because he was older or because he wanted to hide her away from the public eye?

Kenneth suddenly leaned back on the couch, gently closing his eyes. Even so, his tear ducts still felt

warm.

Eloise didn't take Kaleb's car.

She hailed a taxi.

She sat in the car, crying relentlessly. The driver couldn't bear it anymore and handed her a large pack

of tissues.

She called Madelyn while crying.

Late at night, Madelyn answered her call quickly, her voice gentle. "Eloise, is something wrong?"

Eloise sobbed.

She pressed the tissue against her nose, her voice choked. "Madelyn, he's such a jerk! Sob... How

could he treat me like that? I used to think he liked me a little bit, but he... I hate him!"

Madelyn listened to these childish words.

She laughed and felt a pang of sympathy. After a few moments of comfort, she whispered, "Are you still

in the car? Then come over to my place!"

Eloise sniffled and agreed.

Madelyn hung up the phone and dialed Kenneth's number.

It was indeed difficult for her to be caught in the middle, and she phrased her words delicately. "Uncle,

Eloise called me! I asked her to come to my place tonight!"

Kenneth's voice was hoarse. "She barely ate dinner. Make sure she eats something!"

Madelyn responded with an "mm-hmm."

After hanging up the phone, she went to the kitchen to prepare a late-night snack.

Benjamin followed her.

He prepared a glass of milk for Everest and casually asked, "Are they having a quarrel?"

Madelyn responded with an "mm-hmm" and gently lifted the lid.

As the aroma of the chicken noodle soup filled the pot, she suddenly felt a wave of nausea.

This feeling was all too familiar!