Chapter 1652 Phone Stand

Benjamin froze for a moment. "I went back to the Inkling Manor." Margot blinked at this. "Did Lance stir up any trouble?" Benjamin chuckled softly. "Would he dare?" Margot looked at him. "Right, he wouldn't. You're so formidable. He'll only end up losing if he picks a fight with you." Benjamin glanced at her before he leaned down to peck her lips. "You're that confident in me?" Margot nodded. "Of course. You're my future husband. I have complete faith in you." Benjamin's breath hitched at that, and he lifted her. "Well, this future husband of yours will take you home." Margot nestled in his arms, her cheeks tinged with a slight blush. She squinted her eyes, looking like a contented cat. As soon as they entered Windsong Mansion, Benjamin kissed Margot silly. He trailed kisses down her face before finally meeting her lips. Their breaths intertwined as they rolled around. Margot hugged his neck and responded passionately. It was as if two parched fish had finally found water and were greedily absorbing air, breathing each other in. It was also as if there were a thousand words to be said, all melting into unspoken love. Margot felt a bit dazed. Just then, Benjamin stopped. His quick breaths fell on her neck, and his gaze darkened. "I'm going to take a shower." With that, he got up and left. They had moved to the couch during their passionate embrace. Margot slumped on the couch and watched him enter the bedroom with disheveled steps. She sighed. Why did she feel a bit disappointed? After lying down for a while, she got up to pour herself a glass of water. The restlessness in her heart was washed away as she gulped down the water. Just then, a phone suddenly rang. It was Benjamin's. She picked it up and glanced at it. But there was no caller ID, only a string of phone numbers. Who could it be? Margot hesitated for a moment before walking toward the bedroom with the phone in hand. "Benjamin, you have a call." "Bring it in," Benjamin's muffled voice came from inside. Margot quirked an eyebrow. He wanted her to go in while he was taking a shower? Instead of restraining himself earlier, was he actually playing hard to get? Margot cuckled. He sure played it well. A smile tugged at the corner of Margot's lips, and she entered the bedroom. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and the sound of water came from inside. Margot walked over and reached for the bathroom door. Just when she thought he would pull her inside, his fingers brushed against hers and the phone from her hand. He swiftly pushed her hand back out. Margot looked bewildered. Her fingers were still damp from the water, and she stood stiffly at the bathroom door. What was going on? He had let her in just to answer a phone call? A stunning beauty like her was standing here, yet he only wanted to take the call. Margot couldn't help but burst into laughter. The sound of running water inside stopped, and Benjamin's voice rang out, "Hello?" A hushed mumble followed. "I understand." Subsequently, unintelligible murmurs filled the air. "I won't go." Then came another hushed reply. Margot didn't know what the other person said, but Benjamin's tone turned somber before he hung up the phone. The bathroom door opened, and Benjamin, still dripping wet, held out the phone to her. "Hold this for me." Margot gave him a blank stare. She couldn't help but wonder if she was merely a phone stand to him.