Chapter 318: Stalemate

Benson didn’t dodge, allowing her hand to strike him. Although she didn’t use her full strength in the slap, the impulse of that moment left her palm tingling. Her breathing grew heavier, and her eyes were filled with pain and anger. “Are you staying here, or going back to Wutong Road?” Benson asked softly, trying to break the silence. Yvonne didn’t respond; she just stared at him, her gaze full of disgust and fury. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she had a thousand things to say, but reason held her back. If looks could kill, Benson didn’t know how many times he’d already have died. He noticed her eyes were red, tears welling up but refusing to fall. Her hair was disheveled, with a few strands sticking to her cheeks, making her look particularly worn out. He reached out, gently brushing those strands of hair aside, as if he were handling a precious piece of art. “If you go back to Wutong Road,” he continued, his tone testing the waters, seeking compromise, “you can sit in