Chapter 148 Gentle Offensive

Benson was startled. "I don't deny it, but that's not all. Do you want to? You said there are four more times." Yvonne rolled her eyes and then lay down. "You know how to calculate well," she retorted, her voice soft but with a hint of powerless protest. "Harmony between husband and wife is quite crucial." Benson responded, his voice calm and deep, as if each word carried infinite gentleness and promise. His fingers gently touched her chin, brushing over her soft skin. They might argue about many things. But in certain crucial moments, this silent understanding always allowed them to find resonance, more in sync than any other time. Yvonne didn't explicitly agree to Benson's proposal, but she didn't refuse either. They just quietly stared at each other, and as time passed, the temperature in the room seemed to rise gradually. The ambiguous atmosphere between them grew stronger with each glance, but their heartbeats remained unusually calm, as if waiting for a certain opportun