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Chapter 145: Why Does it Hurt
Chapter 145: Why Does it Hurt
"Benj!"
Suddenly, Eleanor's almost hysterical shout rang out from behind.
The next moment-
A pair of arms reached out from behind, firmly embracing Benjamin's body!
Eleanor ran over at the fastest speed, hugging him from behind, "Benj... what are you doing?!"
e never expected that Benjamin would want to rush into that burning house!
Is he insane, or does he not value his life?!
Benjamin was held by Eleanor, and his reddened eyes gradually regained clarity.
In the deep pupils, the towering flames were reflected.
What was happening to him?
Just now, he actually wanted to rush in regardless of the blazing fire and rescue Charlotte.
He clearly disliked Charlotte so much....
He disliked her arrogance, her persistent entanglement, her unwavering kindness towards him.... She's gone, out of sight, out of touch-isn't that better?
Benjamin clenched his fist, his eyes locked onto the flames that could devour everything before him.
"Mr. Harper, we should leave as soon as possible. The fire is getting bigger and it's not going to be extinguished anytime soon," the doctor said, earnestly advising by Benjamin's side.
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"Benj let's go quickly... cough.." Countless thick smoke billowed out, choking Eleanor almost to tears, "cough... otherwise... we'll also die here..."
Hearing Eleanor coughing, Benjamin finally came to his senses. He looked at Charlotte's room behind him, his expression unusually complex.
Eleanor was the one he had to protect-ever since he was eleven and received the first bouquet of Lily from Eleanor, he had vowed to protect this girl for a lifetime. The person he loved was Eleanor. Charlotte was nothing more than an insignificant passerby. These thoughts constantly circled in his mind, as if trying to convince himself.
"Benj.." Eleanor covered her mouth and nose with her hand, still coughing incessantly. She looked at him with tear-filled eyes, looking increasingly weak.
Benjamin's eyebrows furrowed harshly. He immediately lifted Eleanor horizontally and headed towards the main door. Then, he commanded his subordinates nearby, "Let's go."
No one noticed a tiny tear welling up in Benjamin's eye, dissipating in the hazy smoke and fierce flames.
Eleanor had almost fully recovered, so Benjamin sent her back to the Bellerose Family.
After returning to the Harper mansion, he locked himself in his room.
He didn't turn on the lights. He was engulfed in darkness.
Until now, he still couldn't believe- Charlotte was really gone.
He had never thought she would die, nor did he wish for her to die... But everything happened just like that. Benjamin took a deep breath, feeling as if a bundle of restless emotions was lodged in his chest, unable to dissipate.
He took a few aimless steps forward, and his body seemed to collide with something- "Clang"
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A sound of glass shattering reached his ears. Pecause the lights were off, Benjamin couldn't see a thing
He quickly flicked the switch and realized he had bumped into a large jar of origami cranes.
The massive glass jar, containing the origami cranes, was shattered all over the floor.
The origami cranes, a total of ten thousand, were scattered and disordered on the ground. All of them were personally folded by Charlotte.
Back then, before Benjamin's birthday, Charlotte asked him what gift he wanted. Benjamin didn't really want her gift, but Charlotte kept persistently pestering him. To dismiss her and make her give up the idea, he deliberately told her he wanted ten thousand origami cranes, folded by her hands.
He thought that by saying this, Charlotte would give up. Unexpectedly, on his birthday, Charlotte actually brought ten thousand origami cranes over. She smiled and told him that she folded each origami crane herself. She asked him if he liked it. that time, he only coldly replied, "Just so-so."
Although he said it like that, he still accepted the jar of origami cranes and placed it in his room.
Now, the glass jar was completely shattered, and all the origami cranes were scattered on the floor. Benjamin couldn't help but crouch down and pick up the origami cranes one by one. He found a jar and stuffed all the picked up origami cranes inside. Ten thousand origami cranes, so many that they were impossible to count...
Yet, Benjamin, without tiring, bent down and picked them up one by one.
After picking them up, the man held the jar of origami cranes and sat casually at the head of the bed.
He closed his eyes, and his mind was like a kaleidoscope-
Full of Charlotte's picture.
Charlotte smiling at him, Charlotte looking disheartened, Charlotte being calm, Charlotte filled with determination.
She would look at him with lively eyes and ask, "Benjamin, can't you like me even a bit?"
She would gaze at him confidently and say, "Benjamin, how about it? I'm quite impressive, aren't I?"
She would show a distressed expression in front of him, saying, "Benjamin, acting like this... it really hurts me." Benjamin. Benjamin.
In his ears, it seemed like all he could hear was Charlotte calling out to him. Benjamin tightened his grip on the origami cranes, a tear streaming through the slits of his eyelashes. Why does it hurt so much. His heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone's hand, throbbing with an indescribable pain. Pain. He was really in pain. Charlotte, tell me, why does it hurt so much? Benjamin drifted into a daze like this and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, the servant, noticing he hadn't appeared for a long time, opened the door to his room and discovered-Benjamin, immaculately dressed, was leaning against the head of the bed, tightly hugging a large jar of origami cranes. Like a young child, holding onto their most beloved toy, unwilling to let go.
The servant was astonished. It was hard to imagine that the usually noble and refined young master would have such a side to him.
Later, Benjamin carried this jar of origami cranes with him wherever he went.
He placed the origami cranes by his bedside at home and kept them in his car when he went out.
Later on, Eleanor hinted more than once that she wanted to marry him. Benjamin didn't give a direct response and merely brushed it off.
Eventually, he started avoiding seeing Eleanor. For some reason, whenever he saw Eleanor, he would think of Charlotte. He would think of Charlotte's face and how Charlotte had died.....
Finally, exactly one hundred days after Charlotte's death, Benjamin drove alone to the place where Charlotte had been burned. On the way, the origami cranes he had placed in the car suddenly fell and scattered at his feet.
Benjamin immediately bent down to pick them up but couldn't see-
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on of curd large truck was beading straight towards him, crashing and careening.
Bergatio died
the dad in a car accident.
In the end, he couldn't see Charlotte one last time...
Suddenly, his head exploded in pain.
Benjamin jolted awake..
him was the familiar bedroom
And he was sitting halfway on the bed.