I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

Chapter 137 How Clingy

"It's not like I go out every day. I've only been out twice, and never this late," Harper explained.

"Do you realize how dangerous it is for you to go out alone at night? You're not allowed to do it again," Benjamin insisted firmly.

Harper remained silent, unpacking the shopping bag and placing its contents into the refrigerator.

Benjamin, clearly displeased, strode over and shut the refrigerator door, pressing Harper against it. "Harper, I'm talking to you. Did you get what I said?" They were standing very close to each other.

Harper was taken aback, looking up at him. His deep eyes held an authoritative gaze that brooked no refusal.

"Harper, answer me!" He repeated.

Harper replied, "Understood." Then she pushed him away.

She thought, "Did he even realize how hot and uncomfortable it is being this close, especially when we could feel each other's breath so clearly?"

But Benjamin remained in this spot. His chest was like a solid wall she couldn't move.

Growing impatient, Harper said, "Move aside."

"You don't want me to touch you?" he asked, his gaze lingering on her rosy lips as he grew emotional.

Harper sensed the change in atmosphere. She understood Benjamin's temperament well, and if she opposed him, it would only backfire.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She pursed her lips and softly replied, "It's not that."

"Really?" He pressed.

"Yes, really."

"Then look at me when you answer."

Reluctantly, Harper met his gaze. "It's really not that."

He looked at her, softly saying, "Then kiss me."

She froze as her gaze flickered. "Why?"

"Why do you need a reason to kiss me?"

"Is it an order?" she asked, pressing her lips.

Benjamin paused, then said lightly, "Do I have to give an order for you to want to kiss me?"

"If it's not an order, then can I not kiss you?"

"Is it only because it's an order that you want to?"

He stared at her coolly.

Harper remained silent, maintaining her calm demeanor.

He lifted her chin, somewhat displeased as he pressed on. "Give me a reason."

Harper was rendered speechless.

She thought, "I just don't want to. Why do I need a reason for that?"

Then, she said, "There's no reason for that. I just don't want to do it now."

Benjamin narrowed his eyes, snorting, "Is it just for now, or you just simply don't want to do it?"

"What's the difference?"

"Fine, if you don't want to kiss, then don't. Since you don't even listen to my grandpa, why would you listen to me?"

He was trying to guilt trip her.

Harper furrowed her brows but didn't show any other expression. "Can you let go now so I can put the things in the fridge?"

"I'm not stopping you."

"Then stay away from me."

He remained motionless, showing no intention of letting go or moving away from her.

Harper waited for a minute, then said lightly, "Why aren't you moving?"

"Harper, you can't act like this, right? I didn't force you to kiss me, and you can't force me to move now that I don't want to do that either. Do you think I'm someone who you could bully that way?" "Benjamin Martin!" she exclaimed in exasperation.

"I'm here," Benjamin replied in a husky voice.

As her voice, tinged with a hint of indignation, uttered his full name, Benjamin's gaze narrowed. His regal countenance took on a somber hue, while deep within, something stirred, setting his heart to a tumultuous dance, as if teased by an unseen force.

His voice became huskier. "Say my name again."

"Benjamin, why are you so annoying?"

Harper found him utterly exasperating.