The Lust Of My Husband

Juliana was in the middle of her skincare routine when she heard Benson's voice and ignored him.

Benson knocked on the door and called her again but still got no response.

Finally, Benson's voice went cold and overbearing, "Juliana, don't make me kick in the door!"

Juliana finished her skincare routine, lay down on the bed, and said calmly, "You can try."

Hearing her words, Benson was immediately deflated.

He believed that if he dared to try, the consequences would be absolutely dire.

Juliana turned off the lights, "If you don't kick in the door, I'm going to sleep."

Benson's icy voice suddenly softened, "Mrs. Leach, I can't sleep and will easily have an attack without you."

That was true.

Benson liked to sleep with Juliana in his arms. As long as she was around, he could sleep peacefully.

Juliana closed her eyes, "You don't trust me, you get jealous easily, and you will have an attack even if you sleep well, so I don't care about you anymore."

Benson didn't know what to say.

After a while, Juliana's voice came from inside again, "Stop talking if you don't kick the door. I'm tired and I'm going to sleep."

Benson looked at the closed door and lifted his foot to kick it.

However, he soon put it down again.

He stood in the doorway and did not leave.

Juliana lay in bed, tossing and turning, and could not sleep.

At dawn, Juliana got up.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Benson's upright figure standing in the doorway.

Benson saw her and immediately put on a smile, "Good morning, Mrs. Leach."

Juliana saw that his eyes were bloodshot because he hadn't slept all night and his chin had a little stubble.

He looked a little haggard, but still handsome.

But Juliana ignored him, turned sideways, and walked away.

Benson froze for a moment and then caught up with Juliana quickly, "Mrs. Leach, I haven't slept all night."

Juliana didn't say anything.

Benson, "I've been standing at the door all night, just waiting for you."

Juliana went down the stairs, still ignoring him.

Benson, "I have been reflecting on myself. I didn't mistrust you."

Juliana took a glass of warm water prepared by the maid and sipped it slowly, still not paying attention to him.

Later, Juliana treated him as the air and did not even glance at him no matter what Benson said.

Juliana finished her water and went out for a morning run. Benson followed her in the suit he had been wearing since yesterday and talked to her as they ran.

But she kept running and ignoring him.

Benson followed her and talked to her for an hour but didn't even hear a grunt from her.

After the run, Juliana rested a little while before she started practicing martial arts.

Benson looked at Juliana, who did not say a word and did not even look at him, made up his mind, clenched his fist, and swung at her.

Juliana quickly countered by punching Benson back.

Benson didn't back down either and kept attacking her.

Juliana had the upper hand at first but slowly fell behind, watching Benson's fist as it came towards her face.

Juliana held her breath, sidestepped his fist, and yelled at him, "Benson, is that how you coax someone?"

He couldn't coax her, so he fought with her!

What an ungraceful man!

Benson withdrew his fist and looked at her, "You finally talk to me."

Juliana didn't say anything.

He was the one who was aggrieved?

Juliana was so angry that she stopped practicing. She turned around and left, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Benson saw it and got more flustered. After thinking about it, he snapped a branch, removed the leaves, and caught up with Juliana.

He pulled Juliana and put the branch into her hand, "Jill, don't be angry. I'll stand here and you can give me the stick."