Marriage Without Love: Sir, Please Stop

Chapter 41 Have Dinner with Me Before You Go

Chapter 41 Have Dinner with Me Before You Go

"What are you doing?"

He asked Catalina.

There was displeasure in his voice.

"I'm chopping up meat."

Catalina offered a simple answer without stopping what she was doing.

The sound of her chopping meat was quite harsh.

Bennett stepped forward and impatiently patted the mincer right in front of her. "Do you need me to

teach you how to use it?"

Catalina finally stopped chopping the meat. "I have to chop up the meat myself so that the ravioli will be

more delicious."

"Where did you hear such a ridiculous thing?"

Bennett frowned, not agreeing with her.

"My grandma told me that."

Catalina continued to chop up the meat with her head down.

Bennett saw her changed another hand to chop up the meat.

He frowned, went to the sink, and washed his hands. Then he wiped them with disinfectant wipes and

took the knife from Catalina's hand naturally.

Catalina looked at him in dismay.

What was he going to do?

Bennett curled his fingers around the knife handle and chopped up the meat on the cutting board just

as she had just done. But he did it quickly without effort.

He did it so easily.

Catalina froze.

She looked at him in disbelief and her eyes were wide open.

Bennett looked like he didn't fit in the kitchen, but to top it off, he was gorgeous!

He was wearing a light gray cashmere sweater and a white shirt under it. He was dressing very simply

and smartly.

He was statuesque and straight in build with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He got a lot of class

and was impeccably handsome with gold-rimmed glasses on as if he was a male model in the

magazines.

He even looked aristocratic in the kitchen.

"What are you looking at?"

Bennett tapped a finger on Catalina's forehead and impatiently reminded her to get her head in

cooking. "Get the bowl ready."

Catalina's eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she finally reacted.

Her heart fluttered at his intimate demeanor.

She hurriedly took the bowl out of the cupboard to hide her panic.

Bennett quickly finished chopping up the meat.

"Thanks."

Catalina thanked him.

"You don't have to thank me."

Bennett was still standoffish. "I just thought the sound of you chopping meat was too annoying, so I

wanted to wrap it up soon."

He washed his hands and sterilized them before he walked out of the kitchen.

Catalina compressed her lips into a thin line.

In fact, she was aware of this even if he did not explain.

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Catalina couldn't help but peek back at him in the living room.

He returned to the living room and sat down in front of the fireplace to continue reading as if nothing

had just happened.

As expected, he thought her noise disturbed his reading.

Catalina, while mixing the minced meat with the seasonings, couldn't help but wonder what the woman

Bennett loved looked like.

And what charms did she get to win Bennett's heart?

Catalina thought she must be perfect!

Catalina's eyes were a little dim.

Her heart ached.

He was out of her league, so she sweared in her heart to keep her feelings for him under wraps and

never let anyone find out about it.

…

About half an hour passed.

Catalina served a plate of steaming ravioli to the table. "Raviolis are ready."

Bennett put down his book and came over.

Catalina took off her apron. "I'm going back to my room to sleep. I'm getting a little sleepy and I have to

get up early tomorrow."

She made a good excuse for herself to leave.

"Sit down."

Bennett ordered.

He pulled out a dining chair and sat down with an expressionless face. "I hate eating alone. Have

dinner with me before you go."

"I'll ask Hailee to have dinner with you."

With that, Catalina was about to leave.

But before she took a step, her wrist was clutched by a large, cold hand.

Then he yanked her back hard, and by the time she reacted, she was sitting on Bennett's lap.

"What are you afraid of?"

Bennett clutched her with one hand and rested his other hand on the dining table, looking down at her

with a grim face.

Catalina blushed and her heart started jumping as she was held tightly in his arms. "I'm not afraid."

She was anxious to break away from Bennett's arms.

She thought the closer she was to him, the more dangerous she was.

But instead of releasing her, Bennett held her tighter. He tightened his strong arms around her thin

waist and lowered his head even further.

They could feel each other's breath, and he kept staring at her coldly through the lenses of their

glasses. "Are you angry with me?"

"No."

Catalina breathed heavier.

With her hands defensively against his chest, she gasped. "Bennett, everything's fine, so why would I

be angry with you? You let go of me. We can talk about it, all right "

"I've just been very nice. I told you to stay, but you're the one who didn't listen."

Bennett scooped a ravioli into his mouth.

Then he raised an eyebrow and asked her, "Do you want some?"

"No."

Catalina hurriedly refused. "You let go of me."

"Shut up. You're very noisy!"

Bennett's patience had limits.

"Bennett!"

Catalina found that no matter what she said, he still did not move, so she had to talk tough, "If you don't

let go of me, I'll bite you."

Bennett raised his eyebrows and there was an intimidating gleam in his cold eyes. "You try."

Catalina was a little afraid of him.

But she was more frightened when he was so close to her.

It seemed as if he had razor-sharp claws and teeth and could cut her body into dozens of pieces.

Catalina was determined, opened her mouth, and bit Bennett's neck.

Bennett froze at once.

He couldn't help but hold Catalina even tighter.

His muscles tensed up tight.

Catalina had the illusion that her bones were about to be broken by him at any moment.

Did she bite him too hard?

Catalina was being soft then.

But the next moment, she got brutal and bit him again.

Feeling the sudden pain in the neck, Bennett couldn't help gasping.

He thoughtfully narrowed his deep eyes, which glistened with gloom.

He reached out his long arm and grabbed Catalina's chin with his broad hand, prying open her mouth

with his long fingers.

Bennett stiffly moved his neck, slightly tilted his head, and looked at her passionately, panting slightly.

"You bit my sensitive area intentionally, didn't you?"

His voice was hoarse and charming.

His eyes were ablaze lovingly, as though they could burn through Catalina.

Catalina gasped nervously, and her hands were sweaty. "You started this."

"Did I?"

"Yes!"

Catalina's chest rose and fell violently because she was breathing quickly.

Her cheeks flushed.

Her misty eyes were fixed on him. She was flustered and terrified as if she was a lamb to the

slaughter.

Bennett's deep amber eyes were soulful, and his Adam's apple moved. The next moment he could not

help pressing his thin lips against hers.

He was going to kiss her.

"No."

Catalina quickly covered her lip with the back of her hand.

Bennett kissed her palm.

Catalina's eyelashes fluttered, and her heart was racing.

She had the illusion that he did not kiss the palm of her hand, but... her heart.

Bennett's face sank and his eyes became cold. "Get your hand off your mouth!"

He ordered her.

He sounded unpleased.

"No..."

Catalina was breathing fast.

She got all flustered.