Benedict lay quietly in bed, his body wrapped in bandages, gazing out the window. The moment he saw me, the stillness in his eyes rippled with emotion. "Ophelia, you're here, I—"I cut him off before he could get too excited, nodding coolly, "You're injured. Stay still."His face lit up with joy. "You still care about me! I knew it—you still have feelings for me."Ophelia, I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me for this once? I swear, from now on, I'll be devoted to you. There will be no one else—only you in my heart, my eyes, and my life!"I corrected him calmly, "Don't flatter yourself. That was nothing more than the basic concern any person would have for an injured firefighter. If you hadn't been hurt on duty and if your coworkers hadn't kept pestering Anwen, I wouldn't have even bothered about you."Benedict stiffened, murmuring, "You really won't forgive me? I'll do anything for you!"I smirked. "How about I go have a child with someone else, and you play the fool again?"
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