Chapter 166 - 169 Paranoid
Juliana was wearing a red dress today. After falling into the river, her dress got wet and clung to her body, highlighting her hot body to the fullest.
Benson could not bear to let other men see Juliana like this.
She belonged to him!
The good thing was that the ambulance was not far away. Since Juliana could not persuade him, she let him hold her.
Tonight, Juliana found that he could compromise with her on other things and listen to her.
But as long as it was about her, he was domineering, authoritarian, and also paranoid.
When they got into the ambulance, Juliana asked the doctor to treat Benson first.
But Benson wouldn't accept it. He insisted that the doctor check on Juliana first and give her a bone setting to make sure she was okay.
And then it was his turn.
Juliana was helpless.
Well, he was a paranoid man!
When they arrived at the hospital, old Mr. Leach and Philip were also there. When they saw the two of them in such a mess, they were so shocked that their faces turned pale.
Old Mr. Leach asked Juliana with concern, "Jill, are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
Philip said, "How did this happen so suddenly? Mrs. Leach, are you alright?"
Seeing that both of them were concerned about her, Juliana smiled and said, "I'm fine, you two should pay attention to Benson."
They were concerned about her as soon as they saw them.
Old Mr. Leach looked Juliana up and down again and saw that she was fine and in good spirits, only then did he feel relieved and turn to care for Benson.
When he saw that Benson's forehead was bandaged and half of his face had bloodstains that had not been wiped clean, he got nervous.
He asked worriedly, "Is it a serious wound? Will it leave a scar?"
Juliana looked up at old Mr. Leach, puzzled.
"Why are you only concerned about the scare?"
Benson also looked at old Mr. Leach a little strangely, "It's not a big deal and I suppose it won't leave a scar."
Only then did old Mr. Leach breathe a sigh of relief, "That's good. What if it leaves a scar and Jill dislikes it?"
After all, everyone in F City knew that Juliana was a face-judger who idled about.
Benson was speechless.
"Am I even your own grandson?"
Juliana was also speechless.
"My damned reputation!"
Old Mr. Leach was still worried about them and asked them to do a general physical check-up.
Except for Juliana's dislocated arm and some bruises on her body, there was no big problem.
Benson had no problems either, except for the injury on his forehead.
Although the examination showed no problem, old Mr. Leach still made them stay in the hospital for two days.
He also stayed at the hospital until dawn, before leaving the hospital at Philip's urging.
The next day, at nine o'clock.
Channing pushed the door in and was about to speak when he saw Benson stick his index finger up at him, telling him to be quiet.
Channing then saw the scene on the hospital bed.
Benson was lying on the bed while Juliana was nestled in his arms.
Juliana had her back to Channing. Looking only at her back, Channing felt that she was like a little wildcat in her sleep.
Benson noticed Channing's gaze, pulled the covers up a little, and then covered Juliana's head with his big hands.
Now, Channing could not even see the back of Juliana's head.
Benson gestured for Channing to go out.
Channing was just about to go out.
At this moment, Juliana rubbed herself in Benson's arms like a kitten and asked, "Is Channing here?"
Juliana's sleep was much lighter after last night's incident, so she heard the sound of the door opening.
Benson's heart softened at the sound of her soft, dazed voice, "No, it's a dog. Now get back to sleep."
Channing: ????
"Mr. Leach, I've been up all night investigating the killer last night, and I'm here to report the results early in the morning. And you call me a dog?
Do you have any humanity left?"
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