Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 288 Mrs. Clark Had a Really Wild Time

Chapter 288 Mrs. Clark Had a Really Wild Time

The next morning.

In the dining room, there were only Benjamin and Madelyn.

The servant smiled and said, "Monsieur Clark and Madame Clark have taken the children out!"

Benjamin knew that his parents wanted to give him and Madelyn some alone time, so he took that. He

then said to Madelyn, "There's a concert at 2 o'clock this afternoon. After you finish feeding Fran, would

you like to go with me?"

Madelyn was quietly having her meal.

After a moment, she replied softly, "I want to stay at home."

Benjamin looked at her face and said, "The snow has stopped outside. Don't you want to go out and

have a look?"

"Not really," she replied.

Benjamin felt hurt by her cold response.

He was born loaded and had always been noble and proud, never having been snubbed by any

woman.

Except this one!

He felt a fleeting sense of embarrassment and chose not to press the matter further, planning to go

upstairs and take a look at his case later.

Just as he was about to get up, his phone rang.

It was a call from Charlotte.

Benjamin hesitated for a while, glanced at Madelyn, and then hung up the call.

His phone rang again.

He hung up again and said to Madelyn in a low voice, "I won't contact her anymore as long as I'm sure

she's not in a life-threatening situation!"

Madelyn put down her knife and fork and looked at him calmly. "Why isn't she on your backlist? You

just couldn't bear to blacklist her, could you?"

"Madelyn!"

"Benjamin, this time she lay down at the bottom of a mountain. Next time, she might jump off a building.

If you don't answer her calls, she'll get her classmates to be her messengers, and then you'll say that's

a human life again!"

Madelyn chuckled softly. "It will never end!"

She couldn't be bothered to say more and got up to go back to her bedroom to read for a while.

At noon, she didn't dine with him.

In the afternoon, she practiced yoga in the basement, which made her entire body glisten with sweat.

Benjamin stood at the door, holding Madelyn's phone. "You have a call!"

Madelyn was stretching her legs, and upon hearing that, she walked over and said thanks.

She glanced at the screen and saw that it was Vivian.

Vivian had heard about what had happened to Madelyn and wanted to invite her out to relax.

Madelyn was a bit lazy and didn't really want to go out.

Vivian was leaning against her husband Grayson's shoulder, lightly caressing his prominent nose, and

exclaimed, "They're all our old friends! You're the one who's been the most successful among us now.

You have tens of billions in assets and you have two children... Come on, we have a mysterious guest

coming!"

Madelyn couldn't help but laugh, "Who's that big shot?"

Vivian refused to reveal anything.

Madelyn wiped her sweat with a towel and agreed, "Alright! Is it the same club as before?"

"Yep," Vivian quipped and then added in a low voice, "Dress up nicely. It'll definitely be worth it!"

Madelyn couldn't help but smile.

Having a friend like Vivian by her side for so many years was quite nice.

She hung up the phone, feeling in a good mood.

However, Benjamin was livid. Although he couldn't hear the voice over the phone clearly, he could

more or less guess that it was probably related to socializing.

He leaned against the treadmill, saying unhappily, "I invited you to a concert with me, and you said you

didn't have time. But when Vivian asks you to go out for fun, you're available now! I'm going with you!"

Madelyn continued running, responding casually, "Vivian didn't invite you!"

"You can take me with you!"

Madelyn just smiled as her way of refusing.

Benjamin stared at her for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Mr. Clark had his temper after all.

...

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Madelyn headed out.

Benjamin abruptly opened the bedroom door and fixed his gaze on her.

She was wearing a golden sequined dress with slender straps.

She wasn't wearing stockings, and her fair legs were slender and straight with a faint pearl-like sheen.

She draped a fur coat over her shoulders and put on a pair of high-heeled shoes in a near-matching

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Madelyn looked especially alluring tonight.

Benjamin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly and he said in a husky and low voice, "I'll drive you!"

"No, thanks. Henry is already waiting!"

"Are you sure you want to dress like that for your gathering? Madelyn, you have a husband!"

...

Madelyn lowered her eyes and smiled lightly.

Husband? Did he really see her as a wife...

In his heart, she was nothing more than a good bed partner, or the perfect daughter-in-law for the Clark

family. There was no love between them.

She turned and left without hesitation.

As she got into the car, Henry couldn't help but praise her, "Mrs. Clark, you look absolutely stunning

tonight!"

Madelyn was absent-minded. "It's just for socializing!"

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Orchid Club.

Madelyn pushed open the door of the small banquet hall. Just as Vivian had said, there were indeed

many old friends here.

It was a perfect place for relaxation and entertainment!

Madelyn was in a good mood. She took off her coat and leaned back on the couch in the corner,

chatting with Vivian.

Although she was low-key, everyone around couldn't help but keep their gaze fixed on her.

They were exclaiming how wealthy she was!

And they had heard about what Charlotte did, whispering about Madelyn and Benjamin's marriage...

Vivian had also heard about Charlotte and leaned in close to Madelyn, speaking softly, "Why don't we

just... deal with her?"

In the luxurious dim light, Madelyn swirled her goblet.

The golden champagne inside swayed gently along with the goblet...

Madelyn brushed a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear and smiled, "Let's wait for her to come out of

the hospital!"

At that moment, the atmosphere was just perfect...

Vivian was dragged into the restroom by Grayson to make out, leaving Madelyn there savoring the

moment all by herself.

"Madelyn!"

A tall figure appeared in front of her, and the voice was familiar.

Madelyn looked up, and to her surprise, it was Daniel.

She hadn't seen him for a long time...

Daniel lifted his chin slightly and asked, "May I sit?"

Their past had long dissipated like smoke, and Madelyn was very cool now. She replied, "Sure, go

ahead."

Daniel didn't cross the line.

They had known each other for too many years. They had liked each other and hurt each other. But

today, they could sit down and have a drink together calmly. He couldn't help but have feelings for her

again.

"Madelyn, how have you been?"

Madelyn chuckled, "I've been fine. What about you? Have you gotten married?"

Daniel spread his hands in denial.

Madelyn didn't say anything.

Daniel said in a hoarse voice, "I've been doing business up in the North recently, and when I came

back these days, I heard that you... haven't been doing too well. Madelyn, we're not that young

anymore, so I won't beat around the bush. Over the years, I admit that I've been with many women, but

in the end, there was only one person I truly cared about, and that was you!"

He was filled with regret...

Regret for losing the girl who had always been there to cook for him and stand by his side during the

darkest of times...

These years had passed in a blur for him.

And Madelyn's marriage was not going well.

Daniel had pleaded with Vivian for this chance to meet Madelyn, so he got straight to the point and

said, "Has Benjamin lost his memory? Has he forgotten that he loved you? Madelyn, if it's too hard for

you, why don't you consider me? I'm willing to treat Everest and Fran as my own children."

After saying that, he gazed at Madelyn quietly.

Madelyn was still leaning against the back of the couch, gently swirling her goblet.

After a while, she smiled and said, "Daniel, do you have fertility issues? Is that why you're so interested

in other people's children? Maybe you should see a fertility specialist or a neurologist!"

There was nothing for her to consider about them!

Madelyn didn't want to talk to him any longer as her good mood had been ruined. She grabbed her

handbag and prepared to leave.

But Daniel caught her hand.

Her hand was soft and smooth, as tender as tofu.

Madelyn shook him off, "I shouldn't have said a word to you!"

Daniel smiled bitterly.

He really meant it, but he had lost Madelyn's trust long ago. He looked at her alluring appearance and

felt deeply bitter, but he just said one sentence, "Madelyn, you've changed a lot!"

In his phone album, there was always that one picture, in which Madelyn was bending over the dining

table with steaming dishes, waiting for him late at night.

That was the most beautiful relationship he had ever had!

But Madelyn didn't want to reminisce with him.

She left quickly and called Vivian in the elevator. Vivian's voice was trembling slightly over the phone.

She was probably still with Grayson. "Are you leaving... Don't... I'll be right over!"

Madelyn felt both irritated and amused.

As she walked out of the club, she realized that she had left her fur coat inside.

She thought of asking Henry to retrieve it when she touched her fair arm. Because she really didn't

want to see Daniel again...

A long leg stepped out of the black Rolls-Royce Phantom.

It was Benjamin instead of Henry.

He looked elegant and handsome under the neon lights.

Madelyn, who was a bit tipsy, took a moment to clear her throat. And then she asked coldly, "Why is it

you?"

Benjamin took off his coat and draped it over her.

Madelyn struggled for a moment, but she failed. She was firmly enveloped by his coat and the pleasant

scent of faint pine on him lingered around her.

He held her tightly with his lips pressing against her earlobe and said unhappily, "You had a really wild

time, didn't you, Mrs. Clark?"

"It's none of your business! Let go of me!"

"I won't."

...

At this tense moment, someone walked out of the club's revolving door.

It was Daniel.

He held Madelyn's fur coat in his hand. When he saw the embracing couple, he smiled faintly and said

in a tender and indulgent voice. "Madelyn, you forgot your coat!"

Madelyn's body stiffened slightly.

No matter how chaotic things were at home, she didn't want to witness a scene like that.

Benjamin, upon seeing that, grew even more unhappy.

He held Mrs. Clark, glaring angrily at Daniel...

Daniel wasn't afraid at all and took a step forward.

Benjamin slightly turned sideways, opened the car door, and placed Madelyn inside. Then, he gave a

cold smile to Daniel and said sarcastically, "Thanks a lot, Mr. Campbell!"

Benjamin took Madelyn's coat from him.

But Daniel didn't let go. After fighting with Benjamin in an overt and covert way, Daniel finally released

his grip.

Benjamin mocked, "Mr. Campbell must be quite lonely! Why don't you go on more blind dates?"

Daniel smiled and lowered his head to light a cigarette. "Madelyn is married now, but she chose to

come here alone. Benjamin... If she really cared about you, why are you standing at the door like a

chauffeur?"

Benjamin sneered, "That's better than coveting someone else's wife like you!"

Daniel smoked his cigarette leisurely and glanced at Benjamin. "You're right! I do covet your wife. From

tomorrow on, I'll actively pursue her. One day she might be moved by me! Who knows?"

He was half joking and half serious.

But deep down, he knew that Madelyn would never accept him again...

Benjamin didn't want to waste any more words.

He walked around to the front of the car, got inside, and then tossed her coat onto the back seat. He

was clearly quite bothered by it.

He had lost many memories and he didn't even know how far Madelyn and Daniel had gone...

Had they kissed?

Had they... done those things?

Benjamin drove the car quickly...

Madelyn began to realize that something was wrong. She covered her chest and asked softly, "Where

are you taking me?"

Benjamin didn't respond.

His handsome features looked particularly stern in the dark night.

Now, he looked just like the Mr. Clark she had first met...