Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 24 It Was Handmade by Mr. Shaffer

Chapter 24 It Was Handmade by Mr. Shaffer

After Wendy finished her work in Catalina's room, she left with the ugly doll in her arms.

When she was crossing the bridge, she bumped into a few maids of the Lake Compound.

When they saw the doll in Wendy's arms, they were curious and asked, "Wendy, what is that? Isn't it a

doll? It looks so ugly!"

"It's given by Mrs. Shaffer. You can't say it's ugly!"

Wendy was hugging it like a baby and said, "It isn't perfect, but I like it."

At the same time, Bennett, who came back from the outside was heading to the Lake Compound. He

passed by the bridge and he was surrounded by his servants.

After hearing the conversation between Wendy and those maids, he stopped suddenly.

He took a glance at the rag doll in Wendy's arms and his gaze froze instantly as if a layer of freezing

frost had covered his pupils.

His aura was so strong that Wendy and the others immediately noticed his presence even at a distance

of more than 15 feet.

"Mr...Mr. Shaffer!"

Wendy's face turned pale with fright when she turned around and saw him.

Subconsciously, she hid the doll in her hand at her back and worried that he might get to see it.

"Hello, Mr. Shaffer..."

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Although they didn't know what had happened, seeing that he was pulling a long face, they knew that

someone must have offended him today.

"Show me."

Bennett spread his palm towards Wendy without many expressions.

Wendy trembled in fright.

In the end, she used all her courage, ran forward, and put the ugly doll in Bennett's palm as quickly as

possible.

At that moment, Wendy felt like she was about to suffocate.

Bennett stared at the doll in his hand, his gazes under his glasses became even more piercing.

He clenched all his five fingers around the doll's neck strongly still they became a fist.

All the maids lowered their heads and none of them dared to make a slight noise.

"Pack up your stuff and get lost!"

After Bennett said those words, he was about to leave.

When Wendy heard that, she got panicked.

"No. Mr. Shaffer, I know it's my fault. I should never have taken the gift that you gave to Mrs. Shaffer.

Please don't ask me to leave since I have been taking care of Mrs. Shaffer for so long. Mr. Shaffer, I am

begging you! Please."

Wendy bowed her head to apologize. She almost teared since she was so panicked.

Catalina, who was busy arranging the dolls in the room heard some sounds from the bridge.

She pushed the wooden window open to take a look. Then, she was stunned.

"Why is Bennett there?"

"What happened to Wendy? Why is she crying?"

Catalina seemed to understand something suddenly and ran outside.

"What's wrong?"

After a while, she was in front of the two of them.

"Mrs. Shaffer!"

As soon as Wendy saw Catalina, she seemed to have seen a savior. She quickly took Catalina's hand

and said with tears in her eyes, "Mrs. Shaffer, please talk to Mr. Shaffer. Please ask him not to fire

me..."

"Fire you?"

Catalina frowned and looked at Bennett very unhappily.

Bennett put his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, and stood aside coldly and arrogantly.

Catalina asked, "What did Wendy do that offended you?"

Bennett glanced at her coldly from his side with his lips closed tightly, as if they were sealed.

Wendy secretly tugged at Catalina's sleeve and pointed to the ugly doll hidden behind Bennett.

She found that he was mad at Wendy because of that doll.

Catalina was speechless. She couldn't believe that a man could become so childish and even more

childish than a five years old kid!

Catalina said, "I gave the doll to Wendy on my own initiative. It has nothing to do with her. If you are

unhappy with it, you should come at me!"

Bennett twitched his eyebrows and asked in a gloomy voice, "You just give away my gift to others so

casually?"

"Didn't you give me a lot of dolls? There are so many dolls in my room that I can hardly store all of

them. Since Wendy is here, I just pick one and give it to her. Anyways, I have so many dolls. It doesn't

matter if I give her one of them."

"It doesn't matter?"

Bennett was furious. He raised the doll in his hand and asked her domineeringly, "Why did you choose

this one to give her out of so many other dolls?"

"Because it's ugly."

Catalina answered without a second thought. Then, she added, "It is the ugliest and least eye-catching

doll among the bunch of dolls. Moreover, its sewing is really rough and its face is very funny. I don't

fancy it..."

However, before Catalina could finish her complains, Bennett turned around and threw that ugly doll in

his hand into the lake.

He threw it like it was rubbish.

"It's me who asks for the humiliation!"

After he gloomily made such a statement, he left without much emotion.

The ambiance became awkward.

Catalina couldn't help shivering but she wondered the reason.

"What...What does he mean?"

"Why does he sound like there is something else?"

Wendy said timidly, "Mrs. Shaffer, Mr. Shaffer seems to be really angry and none of us have seen him

being that terrifying before."

Catalina strongly agreed with her.

"But, why?"

She walked to the bridge and looked at the ugly doll floating on the lake. Her beautiful eyebrows

frowned tightly and said, "Just for such an ugly doll? Seriously? He isn't that immature. Isn't he?"

Catalina failed to find the true reason.

Wendy came up with a bold idea, "What if... That ugly doll was handmade by Mr. Shaffer for you?"

"What are you talking about?"

Catalina immediately vetoed Wendy's unbelievable thought and said, "How is it possible? Bennett

made a doll for me? Will you believe it?"

Wendy shook her head again and again.

No one would believe that.

Who was he?

He was the future helm of the Shaffer Group. He was so powerful. He could easily manipulate the

entire Lubrain economy.

How could such a superior man be willing to sew a doll for a woman?

Furthermore, that woman was Catalina, whom he hated the most.

How could it be possible?

Catalina couldn't convince herself to believe that, but she had to admit that Wendy's words seemed to

be a wake-up call to her.

Those words were echoing in her mind over and over again...

"Why don't we find a way to pick the doll up? Although it is unlikely that Mr. Shaffer made the doll

himself. But, what if it is?"

"What if?"

"Is there any possibility?"

Catalina couldn't help but ask herself.

"Scoop it..."

Catalina murmured, "We have to scoop it out."

"Okay, I'll find the tools right away."

Wendy acted immediately. Before she left, she didn't forget to advise Catalina, "I'll get the doll out, Mrs.

Shaffer. Please go back to your room and stay there! You finally get better from your flu and I don't

want you to catch a cold again."

Wendy went to the tool room to get a net.

Catalina was still thinking about Wendy's words.

""What if that ugly doll was handmade by Mr. Shaffer for you?""