Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 38 Feeding Mr. Shaffer Raviolis

Chapter 38 Feeding Mr. Shaffer Raviolis

Catalina's small face was red enough to drip blood at any time.

But she couldn't help glancing at him secretly.

Busy medicating Catalina, Bennett was concentrated with cold thin lips tightened, without saying a

word.

Catalina was quite nervous.

She never thought that Bennett would medicate her by himself.

For Catalina, only in her dream did such a scene exist. Hardly could it happen in reality.

"Okay."

Bennett's words pulled her back to reality.

"Thank you."

Catalina thanked him bashfully, and she retreated her leg from him immediately.

The blush on her face spread to the neck.

Bennett, however, always looked indifferent. He threw the cotton into the bin nearby, and stood up,

"Never mind, I'm not here to help you. I just don't want you to stain my carpet again. After all, you

cannot afford it even though you sell yourself."

He said and went to the bathroom.

Catalina knew that he must have gone to wash and disinfect his hands again.

Taking advantage of his absence, Catalina brought in the ravioli she had left on the desk at the

entrance.

Bennett came out of the bathroom, having taken the sunglasses off.

Seeing the ravioli on the jade coffee table, he frowned. While knowing the answer, he still asked, "What

is this?"

"Ravioli. Thank you for helping me last time. My grandmother is in a good mood every day. ”

"Bring it out."

Bennett sat down on the single sofa nearby and picked up the negotiation book again. Then he glanced

at Catalina and said indifferently, "You get out, too."

Catalina pouted, "You really quit ravioli? But I remember you liked it very much."

"That was long ago, you know."

Bennett's expression became even colder, and his eyes fell on the book indifferently, "Lacking in

knowledge and experience in the past, I thought it was the best delicacies in the world. But later, being

of wide experience, I found that I was particularly ridiculous."

Catalina couldn’t understand.

How could it be ridiculous for a person to like ravioli?

She felt that Bennett's meant more than that.

But what did he mean?

Catalina couldn't figure it out.

"Why it is ridiculous?"

Catalina had no idea what he meant, but at least, apparently she couldn't agree with this point of view,

"I also like ravioli. Although it is indeed very cheap for you, I like it very much."

Catalina picked up the bowl of savory ravioli. She spooned it up, eating with satisfaction.

Raising her lips, she grinned contentedly, "You see, it's not ridiculous at all."

Bennett looked at the girl in front of him, with his heart beating.

She smiled innocently and contentedly. Her big eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

Such kind of girl overlapped with the naÏve and ignorant girl in his memory.

At that time, she was so simple and content, and she would be pleased with only ravioli and a candy.

Bennett's deep eyes were filled with a layer of complication.

He dropped the book in his hand, "Did I allow you to eat?"

Hearing this, Catalina's eyes widened. She almost choked on the ravioli she just bit off.

She hastily chewed and swallowed, "You said you didn't want to eat."

"When did I say I don't want to eat?"

"Didn't you just..."

Before finishing her words, Catalina suddenly realized that he really didn't say that, but...

"You are fastidious about wording, rascal! What you said just now meant that you refused to eat ravioli.

You are jealous of my eating it, childish!"

Bennett glanced at her coldly.

Catalina was so frightened that she immediately hunched her shoulders.

She kept telling herself that today she was here to express gratitude, so she must not irritate him

again.

"Then what do you want? How about I cook another bowl of ravioli for you?" Catalina stood up and was

ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, just as she stepped forward, a big strong hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The next second, Catalina was dragged by Bennett to sit on his lap.

She was much startled with eyes wide open.

It was as if her buttocks were on fire, and she was about to jump up and run away, but her waist and

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There was simply nowhere for her to escape.

Catalina’s eyes met Bennett's.

Her blushing face was reflected in Bennett’s amber eyes.

Catalina's heart beat like thunder.

"What...what do you want?"

She spoke with a stammer and couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Bennett's remained calm with a cold look.

"Feed me."

What?

"I..."

"Hurry up."

Bennett was severely impatient.

Catalina blushed, "But you have to let go of my hand first, right?"

Her two hands were still firmly grabbed by his big hands!

Bennett's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately let her go.

Catalina's two small hands were boiling hot.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally picked up the bowl of ravioli in front of him.

Catalina was so nervous that she didn't dare to look directly at Bennett.

She spooned a ravioli, and carefully asked, "Do... do you want to wash the spoon first? I've used it..."

However, before she finished her words, the man in front of her suddenly leaned forward. The ravioli,

together with the spoon, was in his mouth.

Catalina watched, with her heart pounding, as if it was about to jump out of her chest at any time.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly and her cheeks turned as red as a peach.

Did… they kiss indirectly?

Wasn't he a neat freak?

Why…?

Catalina couldn't help but think of the two nonsensical kisses.

She compressed her lips in embarrassment.

She thought since they had kissed before and they just used the same spoon. There’s no need to take

on so about it.

"It's bad."

Bennett concluded with his expression unchanged.

Catalina came back to her senses, snorted and said to herself: "You don't have to say such things to

annoy me on purpose. I have tasted it and it tastes pretty good, unless you have a problem with your

sense of taste."

Bennett frowned, "You become glibber in the past few years, but it is not a good thing."

"..."

Catalina was annoying and amusing at the same time.

Whether it was a good thing or not was not up to him.