Come Back to Me

Perhaps, he had fallen in love with her since then.

Nothing could save him.

"It's none of my business..."

Tracy turned her head so as to avoid eye contact with Ben.

She stared at the glass table and murmured.

She couldn't tell Ben that she wanted to vent her anger on Brody.

Because she didn't like the arrogant face.

"Ben, do you know something?"

Suddenly, Tracy turned around and asked, but her eyes met those of doubt.

She was stunned, and her heart beat with fear by his eyes.

She blushed slightly.

"Yes..."

Caught off guard, Tracy met Ben's gaze. Ben suddenly uttered a "H'm".

Then he turned his head and stared at the wine glass in his hand.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

And it was Tracy who broke the silence first. "You must know something, right? Otherwise, how could you show up here on time?"

She knew that if she did not speak first, the quiet Ben would not open his mouth.

"That old woman is Charlie's mother."

Ben glanced at Tracy and said casually.

"Pu -"

The wine that Tracy had just tasted was all spat out by the words of Ben.

The wine splashed on her chest and the table.

"Ahem!"

Tracy coughed violently and tears filled her eyes because of choking.

Frowning, Ben reached out his big warm hand to pat her back gently.

"Slow down..."

Ben said as he patted her on the back.

Tracy took a deep breath and wiped the tears off the corner of her eyes. She rolled her eyes at rod and snapped, "it's all because of you. You said 'the mother of the Charlie'

The fact that the old lady was the mother of Charlie astonished Tracy.

All in all, she was that rogue's mother.

No wonder!

Charlie said to her in a serious manner.

"Mother? Charlie's mother was dying? Didn't this woman have an heir? What about Charlie's father? "

Tracy looked at Ben with confusion.

know the answer, Ben

a teasing

is going on? The old lady's husband is still alive, and he

Charlie, she thought of Elsa all

was no

don't think too much. You're involved in it. It's very simple. Even if this woman's son and husband are alive, they have the right to deal with the

looked at her with a serious face and patiently explained the situation

of law, but it's obviously against human's logic. I have a son and a family. Why do they have to hold a drinking competition for

people. No one

even more

Ben was still sitting there.

quite

was calm, but she was eager

tricks and

help but

only knew that it was difficult to dig out the news from

often made her

can't you guess it

looked at the impatient Tracy.

at Ben with her eyes wide

stepmother?

hold the wine competition

had no

you

and said, "then you must know there

at Ben and asked him for

was sure that Ben must know

and

However, to her surprise——

"I don't know."

eyes wide open, Tracy asked, "how could that be possible?

at her seriously and shook his head. "I'm telling the truth. There's no conspiracy at all. The money is earned by the old lady without payment in that wine contest. I'm really

I am a villain. I think there is a scheme behind the

sofa excitedly and

about the result of the competition. It turned out that the old lady had donated the property in that

no conspiracy. Maybe this old lady has her own

didn't she give those

struck Ben

this way. Anyway, she's going to die, and she has no children. It's

speechless look on Tracy's face, Ben tried to convince her with a far

within the family. She can help her

what Tracy said, Ben couldn't think of any reason to refuse

don't know, either. I've done all the necessary

said

not knowing what to do. Then she sat on the

"That's it."

couldn't help comforting Tracy, who was sitting next to her, because he couldn't bear to see her get

it a good thing that there is no conspiracy?

persuaded in a different

look like a

said in a neither friendly nor friendly tone.

to spoil her and did not continue

moment's silence, Tracy stood up and said, "it's

goodbye to Ben in

eyes twinkled, he slowly stood up, his

the booze

step back out of instinct.

was

darkened a little, and then he said

held her in his arms peremptorily.