Benson

Chapter 286: The Decisive Farewell

Yvonne was momentarily stunned as she looked at Benson’s tense. face in the dim light of the car. A mix of emotions welled up inside. her. She knew Benson’s feelings for her were genuine, but she also understood that she no longer had the strength to bear the weight of those emotions.

She took a deep breath and slowly began to speak: “Benson, I’m really tired. I’ve been so busy with the company lately. Even though we’re divorced, you keep appearing in my life–car accidents,

entanglements… I feel like I’ve been living on edge, never able to relax.

Her voice carried a weariness and resignation that came from having weathered too many storms, leaving her feeling helpless about the future. Her gentle gaze fell on Benson’s face, filled with both resignation and finality.

“All I want now is a life without you, to focus on loving myself,” she said softly but firmly, as if telling him that she needed release and a chance to rediscover herself.

Benson closed his eyes briefly, feeling as if he’d been struck hard. He looked down, his gaze lingering on Yvonne’s face as if deep in thought. His breathing became more labored, as if he were using all his strength to control his emotions,

He leaned in, enveloping her in his warmth, his breath close to her neck. He bent down and embraced her tightly, pressing his lips to hers. The kiss started gentle, then grew increasingly intense, laden with deep emotion as if he were pouring all his unspoken feelings. into it.

The air in the car grew hot and thick, as if all the emotions were erupting at that moment. He kissed her forcefully, hoping to express

his complex feelings and deep attachment to her in this way.

Yvonne’s struggles were futile; she couldn’t break free from Benson’s strong embrace. His powerful arms held her firmly, her hands were tightly gripped, and her body was almost entirely under his control. The confined space of the car made their contact even more intimate and suffocating.

Despite using all her strength, Yvonne couldn’t escape his grasp. Benson’s kiss, initially intense and domineering, gradually softened. His fingers tendey cupped her face, the kiss becoming filled with a longing he couldn’t hide.

His lips roved gently over hers, his voice deep and sorrowful: “Yvonne, I miss you so much. I miss you so, so much.”

Yvonne was overwhelmed with conflicting emotions, her struggles growing weaker. She tried to bite down to make him let go, but his lips trapped hers like a cage. Her lips split from the force, but he seemed oblivious to his own pain, only tightening his hold on her, as if nothing could justify letting her go.

His kisses moved gently to her neck, each touch bringing a deep warmth. Tears slid down Yvonne’s cheeks as she whispered in despair, “Is using force all you know how to do?”

Her voice revealed a deep sense of hopelessness and exhaustion, utterly disappointed in Benson’s actions. Her tears fell onto his face, and he gently wiped them away with his fingers. Despite the pain and frustration in his heart, he carefully soothed her: “Yvonne, I know you still have feelings for me, that you still care a little.”

Yvonne remained silent, lowering her head as if she had lost the ability to speak. Her body was wrapped in Benson’s warmth, while his hands continued to dishevel her clothes, leaving her with a sense of helpless numbness.

Benson saw her expression and felt a pang of emotion. He had never

imagined treating her this way, but facing the woman he loved deeply, the flood of emotions left him unable to control himself.

He gently released her, lifting her onto his lap, making the cramped space of the car even more confined. The close contact brought him. a long–lost sense of happiness and satisfaction. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice filled with pleading and tenderness: ” Yvonne, please give me another chance, okay?”

Yvonne quietly gazed out the car window, trying to keep her eyes calm. Her silence was profound, her attitude clearly conveying her refusal.

“Just give me one more chance. I won’t disappoint you again,” Benson’s voice was full of sincerity and longing, his hand gently. stroking her back, trying to win back her heart.

Yvonne’s gaze dropped slightly, her cold eyes still fixed outside. Her silence and demeanor seemed to tell him that she wasn’t inclined to

forgive easily.

“Benson… can I make one request of you, from the person I used to be?” she finally spoke.

“Of course.”

The history between Yvonne and Benson was a memory that couldn’t be easily erased. Once, she had saved his life, and they had deeply loved each other. But now, the current situation made their

relationship complex and difficult to handle. Benson knew he should treat her better, but his guilt and remorse couldn’t bridge the gap between them.

“I’ll trade the past for you never appearing in front of me again,” Yvonne’s voice was calm and firm, her eyes showing no hesitation. It was a decisive resolution, as if she had already made up her mind to cut ties completely.

Benson’s face instantly showed shock and confusion upon hearing

this. He hadn’t expected Yvonne to respond to his plea in such a cold manner. During the divorce, she hadn’t used their past feelings as a bargaining chip, nor had she leveraged his inner softness to trade for anything. This made it even harder for him to accept.

“Yvonne, do you really have to hurt me like this?” His voice carried a pain and confusion he couldn’t hide.

Yvonne’s gaze remained cold, locking eyes with his. “Do you agree or not?”

Her voice lacked any warmth, as if she had sealed away all her emotions. Even though they were still physically close, with their bodies pressed together, Benson couldn’t feel Yvonne’s heart. Her heart had long since drifted away, and his helplessness and pain only became more pronounced in this close proximity.

“Yvonne, if I agree, I won’t wait for you. I’ll move on.”

Benson’s tone was filled with pride and resolve. His dignity wouldn’t allow him to keep retreating; his wounded pride was deeply hurt by this ongoing humiliation.

“I won’t change my mind,” Yvonne’s voice was firm and merciless. Her gaze conveyed a determination that the sweet memories of the past no longer mattered. The expectations and love she once had for him had been replaced by the harsh reality, and she refused to be trapped by the past any longer.

Perhaps she hadn’t anticipated needing to use such a drastic

measure to break free from Benson’s entanglement. She wasn’t sure if she would regret this decision in the future, but at this moment, all she wanted was to rid herself of him completely and start anew.

As Yvonne got out of the car, she felt a mix of unease and relief. She didn’t look back, just as he had no lingering sentiment for their marriage. Her resolve was unwavering.

As she walked away into the night, her figure grew smaller, and

Chapter The Deve Fatewell

Benson’s gaze followed her until she faded into the darkness.