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.

at her eager to know the answer, Ben said indifferently:

said with a teasing smile.

old lady's husband is still alive, and he has

of Charlie, she thought of

was no exception.

It's very simple. Even if this woman's son and husband are alive, they have the right to deal with the property under

serious face and patiently explained the

"it's a matter 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

not like the usual people. No one was

was even more confused.

Ben was

quite composed.

but she was eager to

playing tricks and tell me

couldn't help

it was difficult to dig out the news from Ben.

often made her

it yourself? She is stepmother.

at the

at Ben with her eyes wide open.

stepmother?

group would hold the

no choice.

are you so

and said, "then you must know there is something fishy behind the

at Ben and asked him for a

that Ben must know

got to know the ins and outs of the whole event.

However, to her surprise——

"I don't know."

could that be

at all. The money is earned by the old lady without payment in that wine

to what you said, I am a villain. I think there

stood up from the sofa excitedly and looked at

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

Maybe this old lady has

didn't she give those

question struck Ben

old woman, she likes sending people in this way. Anyway, she's going to die, and she has no children. It's useless to

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

saying goes, keep the goodies within the

Ben couldn't think

all the necessary research. Wine games are quite

finally said helplessly.

what to

"That's it."

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

that there is no conspiracy? Do you like scheming

in a different tone.

like a real

a neither

and did not continue to

a moment's silence, Tracy stood up and said, "it's too late. I should

goodbye to Ben in disappointment.

slowly stood up, his slender

smell the booze

took a step back out of

a feeling that there was something

difference of her, Ben's eyes darkened a little, and then he said lightly, "I'll

he held her in his arms peremptorily.