Chapter 83 Unexpected Trouble

Benson slouched on the sofa, his whole body sinking into it lazily, as if he had no bones. His gaze wandered aimlessly, the deep night outside and the distant lights of tall buildings mirroring his chaotic thoughts. The phone in his hand still had its screen lit, illuminating every line on his face. "Mary was right," he muttered to himself, his voice slow and low. Behind the facade of tenderness and affection he showed Yvonne, Benson knew it was just an act, a game from which both could benefit. He enjoyed her adoration while keeping a space in his heart for the one he truly loved. For years, Benson had been searching for the woman who haunted his dreams. During this time, he kept himself pure, sometimes even laughing at himself late at night. He imagined showing off his loyalty when they met again. However, reality often differs from imagination. Upon returning to his homeland, Benson considered himself fallen. His actions made him feel ashamed, like a frivolous man who flirte