Chapter 697 A Head-On Collision
Sarah leaned on Benjamin's shoulder, her mind racing.
Before she could sort out her thoughts, she caught a whiff of Benjamin's scent.
No wonder she didn't push him away immediately; it was because of the familiar, calming fragrance that "Benjamin" used to have.
Sarah's eyes reddened, and the incredible suspicion in her heart seemed more certain.
She said nothing, her hand at her side clutching her dress.
"Sarah." When she didn't respond, Benjamin didn't press her. He took a step back and said, "You need to take good care of yourself now. Wait for me, okay?"
Sarah lifted her gaze, seriously studying the face in front of her.
At this moment, if she ignored the scar at the corner of his eye and the color of his pupils, it was exactly him!
It was Antonio!
Benjamin couldn't handle her intense gaze, especially since it was rare for Sarah not to push him away. How could he not cherish this moment?
His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes falling on her rosy lips.
He slowly leaned in for a kiss.
Sarah, still studying him, forgot to dodge. Perhaps deep down, she didn't intend to.
The familiar scent grew closer, almost overwhelming her senses.
The deepest memories in Sarah's heart were awakened.
The feeling was exactly the same!
Sarah endured his kiss, her eyes growing redder as she felt a mix of grievance and anger—emotions tangled with no clear outlet.
Benjamin, Antonio!
These two names swirled in her mind like a spell.
Suddenly, she fiercely kissed him back, even hooking her arm around his neck, pulling him closer, her slender fingers tangling in his hair.
It seemed like only this way could she confirm something.
Benjamin felt her passion, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
As they panted, Sarah's hot breath fell behind his ear, sending a jolt through him, almost making him lose control.
"Sarah," he whispered.
In the small lounge, the air grew warmer, and the atmosphere became increasingly thick.
Sarah's reaction caused a change in Benjamin's eyes. The next moment, she kissed him again, this time with a hint of punishment, biting lightly and then heavily, her grip on his hair tightening.
Soon, a metallic taste spread in their mouths.
Benjamin groaned in pain but didn't pull away.
His eyes sparkled, and with a swift move, he had Sarah straddling him, eagerly tilting his head up to kiss her. "Sarah, my darling. I missed you so much."
Sarah panted but did not pull away.
Instead, she took the initiative, her passion intensified. She gripped Benjamin's hair tightly in the heat of the moment.
His eyes darkened as he carefully pressed her against the back of the sofa, his tongue prying her lips apart once more. His hand slid from her rounded belly to her back, finally reaching the zipper of her dress.
His eyes darkened, carefully pressing her against the sofa back, his tongue prying her teeth open again, his hand climbing from her rounded belly to her back, landing on the zipper of her dress.
The heated atmosphere grew more intense, becoming intoxicating.
Benjamin had to admit it—he was losing control. Even in the past, Sarah had been mostly shy, rarely this wild. This side of Sarah drove him crazy.Sarah felt a cool sensation on her back as Benjamin's warm fingertips touched her skin, making her shiver uncontrollably.
'Is he really planning to do it here?' she thought.
Sarah's chest heaved, almost losing all her breath, her mind a mess, unable to think clearly.
But just as things were getting out of hand, a sudden knock on the door interrupted the intimate moment in the lounge.
Sarah trembled, not sure if she felt relieved or something else.
"Someone's here." She pushed Benjamin above her, her unsteady voice only audible to them.
Benjamin stopped but didn't immediately move away. Instead, he leaned close to her ear, trying to steady his breathing.
At this moment, Harold's voice came from outside. "Benjamin? Are you in there?"
Sarah recognized Harold's voice.
And she clearly saw the passion in Benjamin's eyes vanish instantly.
He stood up abruptly, his expression serious, shaking his head at Sarah. "Dad, I drank a bit too much. I'll be out soon."
This was naturally directed at Harold outside.
"Alright, tidy up and come out. I have two people to introduce to you."Harold spoke from the doorway, his dark gaze seemingly trying to pierce through the lounge door to see inside.
"I've already asked someone to prepare a hangover remedy for you. If you're really too drunk, just lie down. I'll have someone bring the key to open the door," Harold added.
Before Benjamin could respond, he heard Harold instructing the waiter outside.
He frowned, glancing at Sarah.
She seemed unfazed, her expression somewhat puzzled.
Benjamin knew that if Harold found him with Sarah now, he would undoubtedly suspect that he had regained his memory!Then Sarah and the children would be in danger.
This was what Benjamin had been trying to avoid!
At this moment, the waiter outside fetched the key, and the sound of footsteps grew closer.
Harold squinted and instructed, "Open the door."
The waiter quickly stepped forward, but just as he reached out, the door was suddenly yanked open from the inside.Benjamin, looking drunk, rubbed his forehead as he walked out, his steps unsteady. "I feel much better after resting for a bit. Thanks, Dad."
Outside, Harold's gaze shifted slightly, peering inside through the door crack.
The lounge wasn't big, with a leather sofa in the middle.
The room was sparse, not looking like a woman had been there.
He withdrew his gaze, his smile becoming gentle again. "It's good you're alright. At events like this, some people just need to make an appearance. Don't push yourself too hard."
"Yes." Benjamin smiled, looking touched, "Thanks for your concern, Dad."
Harold said no more, patting his shoulder. "Let's go. Dominic Day is still waiting for us. By the time we're done talking, the hangover remedy should be here."
"Okay," Benjamin replied.
The two walked back to the venue side by side, and Dominic Day greeted them with a smile.
In the lounge, Sarah hid in a secret compartment, listening to the voices outside, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
She quickly left the lounge, took a long detour to the restroom, and then returned to the banquet hall.
But she didn't expect to run into Harold head-on.
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