You Shouldn't Have Done That Ben Drowned Mga Nobela at Kwento

"The morgue." Without another word, Ben turned and left, ignoring the live stream still running. His men followed him to the hospital entrance. He rushed for the stairs and started climbing. Then he stumbled and fell hard to his knees, not even glancing at them before pushing himself back up. He didn't stop until he saw my body. "…Hailey?" Ben approached slowly, hand raised, unsure where to touch. Finally, his fingers trembled as they landed on my face. "Why are you lying in a place this cold? Come on, let's go home. Time for dinner. I was just joking. How could I ever not want you?"

Nonetheless, they only dared to observe from a distance and were hesitant to approach the clones. "Help! My daughter fell into the river!" Suddenly, an agonizing scream echoed throughout the quiet village. Bethany realized that they had run out of water after being stuck at home for a few days. Thus, she gathered the courage to go outside to get some water from the river. Unfortunately, she failed to keep an eye on her daughter while she was occupied. Stella was playing by the river before she accidentally fell in. The colors drained from Bethany's face instantly. She couldn't swim at all.

He gave me just a tip. We gave him a hard look as he added quickly. “It wasn't much, just 12 pieces of silver.” “Who sent the message that she was here?” Del demanded? Ben looked as if he was about to say something but then he suddenly started running. He pushed past the warriors and disappeared through a side door. “Find him out!” Del yelled. But it was too late. The following morning, they discovered Ben's body. His throat ripped open in the woods. Observations remain open. After giving him a long look, Del turned away.

As he bent down, the fat on his belly almost touched the ground. "Oh, it's you, Mister Ben. Please have a seat," Hans smiled and said. Ben modestly sat across from Hans, but only half of his buttocks touched the chair. It was not that the chair was too small, but he dared not sit completely. The steward then brought a cup of coffee for Ben, who promptly expressed his thanks. "Mister Ben, do you have some business with me?" Hans politely inquired. Ben sighed and said, "Your Lordship, just last night, my old comrade Jeff was killed by a man from Dasha."

“And then go to your room. I don’t want to see you until you remember that you have a surname to honor. Or until the devil takes you. Whichever comes first.” Ben rested his cold forehead against the metal of the faucet, eyes closed. The taste of vomit and defeat was all that remained. And the silence of the house. He didn’t clean up the mess. He didn’t go to his room. He simply slid to the cold floor, curled up at the foot of the sink, while his mother continued her endless counting, grain by grain. ***

he said to him from the other end. "What do you mean by bad news?" Xavier asked him impatiently. "Actually, actually," Ben started stuttering from the other end, something he only did in a critical situation that he didn't know how to announce to Xavier. "What is wrong with you? What is the bad news?" Xavier thundered angrily at him. "Actually, the two ships sank yesterday," Ben said to him from the other end while stammering. "What!!!" Xavier exclaimed in shock. To be continued...

“Yes. What happened?” “We received a report from the public. She committed suicide at home.” Ben didn’t even change his clothes. He rushed to my house as fast as he could. Police and neighbors crowded around the door. The stench could be smelled from miles away. He anxiously pushed through the crowd and entered, the moment he saw everything, he dropped to the ground. The entire bathtub full of blood instantly reddened his vision. He stared blankly at the slightly bloated corpse before him. Two streams of tears fell straight down.

But when few minutes passed and I still didn’t see him,I darted towards the water,not minding that I could barely swim,trying to make use of the few technique Alonzo had taught me. “Ben!”I called,frantically. What if something had happened to him? What if he had drowned? “BENNETT!” Oh God. I can’t swim very well. The water was at my waist now. I need to call for help. Something caught my leg and I screamed looking down. “It’s me.”He laughed,as he came up,now facing me. I pushed his chest, angrily. “I…I thought something happened to you!”I yelled,tears filling my eyes and rolling down my cheeks.

I sit against the headboard, curling my knees to my chest, seeking comfort and warmth. "How are you feeling?" Benji asks, glancing back at me, his gaze searching for honesty. He walks to the edge of the bed and sits beside me, crossing his legs with an ease that belies his concern. "I'm fine," I respond automatically, the words slipping from my lips with little thought as I maintain a steady gaze. I force a smile despite the turmoil churning within me. "He drowned you," he frowns down to his fingers with dislike.

"Awake so early, Ben?" "Jun, Lilith said that your wife took a video of me. Delete it right now!" Ben refused to admit to anyone that he remembered every single thing he said. He was drunk and lost control of his emotions. He knew that everyone was watching when he caused a scene, but one simply couldn't be bothered with others when they were acting recklessly. At that very moment, he would have done the same even if it was the end of the world.