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Chapter 195 Madelyn, I Miss You!
Chapter 195 Madelyn, I Miss You!
Chapter 195 Madelyn, I Miss You!
As they left, a person walked out of the men's restroom.
It was none other than Benjamin.
He silently looked at the water in the sink, feeling a pang of heartache.
For an unrealized project, Madelyn had gotten herself drunk like this! In the past, she would never have
worked so hard... Was it because she didn't want to rely on anyone anymore after leaving him?
Benjamin took out his phone and dialed Jameson's number.
"Jameson, it's Benjamin!
"Yeah, I just saw you... Instead of making an appointment, how about we meet by chance?"
Half an hour later, Jameson arrived at another private room as invited.
He was aware of Benjamin's relationship with Madelyn, so despite the project not working out today, he
had remained polite.
After they sat down, Benjamin went straight to the point.
"Jameson, can you do me a favor regarding Madelyn's project?"
Jameson held his wine glass, finding it amusing.
He chuckled. "Ben, you've never been impulsive in your actions. Why are you still holding onto the past This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.
and trying to intervene?... Since you brought it up, I'll be honest with you. I think highly of Ms. Green.
She has a good personality and is competent in her work. But I have doubts about Mr. Zachary's son.
He's too flashy... I heard he often throws wild parties with a bunch of men and women."
After he finished speaking, he persuaded Benjamin to drink.
Benjamin drank.
He downed a small glass of wine in one gulp, then smiled and said, "Mr. Zachary's son may be more
fun-loving, but he understands cars! He's the champion of the F4 double season. He may not be
suitable for other businesses, but Nicolas can handle this area. Moreover, I've looked into the customer
base of that Music Center. It's high-end, so it would be easy to target the mid to high-end car market."
Jameson still had some hesitation.
Benjamin smiled faintly, "In that case, Jameson, go ahead boldly. If there are any losses, I'll take full
responsibility. Additionally, I can also help with the legal matters of your company, without charging any
fees."
Now, Jameson felt relieved.
He poured more wine for Benjamin and teased, "I'll do you this favor, Ben. But on another note, Ben,
you seem deeply in love! I never expected the Lord of Justice to be a sentimental person... Bro, does
this mean your carefully crafted image is collapsing?"
Benjamin smiled wryly.
He downed another glass of wine, giving Jameson respect.
After finishing it, he looked at his empty glass and fell into deep thought. "I've hurt her feelings! Oh, and
Jameson... Don't tell her about this matter."
Jameson smiled and persuaded him to drink more.
Benjamin hadn't drunk so much in a long time. He walked out, feeling uneasy, and leaned against the
backseat of the car.
The driver asked softly, "Where to, Mr. Clark?"
Benjamin closed his eyes slightly, his handsome face tinged with a faint blush. After thinking for a
moment, he said, "To the apartment!"
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the bottom of the apartment building.
Benjamin opened the car door and got out, looking up towards the top floor.
He had been living in another villa for the past half a year and rarely dared to come here. Whenever he
was here, he couldn't sleep, or even if he did, he would dream of Madelyn looking sad.
He went upstairs and opened the door.
It was still the same, but everything had changed.
The room was cold and empty, and the piano stood there, missing its original owner.
Benjamin took off his coat and walked slowly towards it.
He sat in front of the piano, lifted the lid, and gently played the song Madelyn liked... He couldn't help
but remember that snowy night, Madelyn sitting in his arms, listening to him play the piano.
They had been so good together. How could he have thought he didn't love her?
Only after losing her did he realize that he couldn't live without her.
Now Nicolas was by her side, and he was jealous. He could even see that Madelyn treated Nicolas like
a little brother... Maybe it was because Madelyn had too few close relatives around her!
In the late night of drunkenness, he yearned intensely.
As the piano notes fell, he couldn't help but call her number...
She hung up, so he called again, repeatedly, until she couldn't stand it and answered.
Benjamin's voice was soft and hoarse, "Madelyn, I miss you!"
He didn't wait for her response, didn't wait for her rejection, and hung up the phone himself because he
realized he was afraid of hearing her refuse, afraid of her saying...
"Benjamin, we have no relationship anymore!
"Benjamin, we're over!
"Benjamin, stop this, it's meaningless..."