Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 06
 

In the evening, Rebecca took Benjamin to her personal physician, one different from their family doctor, who gave him some medication to improve his hunger. No tablets. Only some syrup. However, the doctor took 300 dollars for providing less than ten minutes of her time, which was much more than what Benjamin earned that day from tips working from 10 to 4 on that day.

 

As they were heading home, Rebecca was silent as usual. She was a woman of few words, as though something always ran through her mind.

 

“Rebecca…” Benjamin started a conversation. It was better than being silent, after all. “Today,” he was fiddling with his wedding ring, “one of my coworkers started rubbing my elbow.”

 

Rebecca was startled out of her thoughts, but she put on a poker face.

 

“I told her I’m married, of course,” Benjamin continued. “How can I look at another woman when I have you, right?” he looked into the mirror and could see her pretty doll-like face. He wanted to plant a kiss on her cute cheeks, but he couldn’t dare to do so, not without taking her permission. Since she never even let him touch her, there was just no way she would allow him to kiss her. Hell would freeze over if she were to allow him to kiss tonight, so he didn’t even bother asking.

 

Since Rebecca wasn’t responding to his efforts, Benjamin entered into his begging mode.

 

“Can we have dinner together at a restaurant tonight, please?” he asked in a pitiful tone, like that of a child who was begging his mother to buy him some sweet chocolate. He looked so close to shedding a tear or two. “I won’t ask you to take me anywhere again this whole week.”

 

It sounded like a great deal, so Rebecca felt tempted to agree. These days, Benjamin was talking too much. He was growing more and more desperate for her attention. She knew that. If taking him to a restaurant would calm him down, it was worth trying, she thought.

 

“I’ll think about it,” she said.

 

“Okay,” Benjamin didn’t sound too excited. At least she didn’t reject him, so he wasn’t sad.

 

“By the way, how did you injure your hand?” she asked while glancing at his wedding ring. Unlike him, she didn’t wear the ring.

 

As for the injury, it was the doctor who had noticed Benjamin’s wound, but he didn’t tell the doctor how he suffered the bruise.

 

to move their sofas and beds up the stairs, and they were clumsy,

 

the pizza guys to move their houseware?” Rebecca

 

do, sometimes,” Benjamin said, looking at the bruise on his hand. “And I should say, this was the most memorable part of the day as I got to help

 

Rebecca’s brows drew together.

 

“What? Why?”

 

help someone, you should demand money from them for your

 

to keep silent so she would forget about this

 

of bucks, and I’m sure it was cheaper for him than

 

not

 

used you. Can’t you see

 

was what he found difficult to understand about her. She thought of things in her own self-centered perspective and made things difficult for him, straight from that morning when she woke up and found him sleeping next to her in her bed that no other man had ever laid on before that. It was her pride that got hurt the most at that moment, and because of that, she couldn’t let him

 

her see how much he cared for her, but her eyes were still blinded to such things because her ego and pride would have been infinitely bigger than her

 

even remember what exact shape or size Rebecca’s breasts were. What was the appearance and texture of her nipples? Everything was so vague, not because he was pretty drunk when they had sex on that fated night but because if felt like it happened ages ago. All the hardships he had been

 

words or he just cooked up that little story in his dreams. He could only

 

for his cheesy chicken pizza with extra toppings. He waited until Rebecca went inside and then hurried over to Benjamin before he even parked

 

he demanded by

 

Benjamin handed him the two pizzas worth 30 dollars. All he received in return was Anous’ snickering as he walked away like a crooked

 

a distance. He came

 

much do you earn through

 

communities make more orders but give less tips, so the more I avoid them, the

 

and the middle class customers

 

to tip us,” Benjamin replied. “The rich kids just don’t know what we pizza guys

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