Chapter 153: A Man's Grief

Later, Benjamin waved his hand in front of Martina, and a distinct masculine fragrance hit her, finally bringing her back to her senses. Instinctively, Martina took a step back, finding Benjamin dangerously close, as if he might kiss her any second. Feeling a bit overwhelmed, she looked at him warily and said, "What's up? Why are you so close? If you have something to say, say it without getting touchy!" Benjamin looked genuinely innocent this time, "I didn't get touchy at all. I was just trying to talk to you, but you completely ignored me." Martina belatedly realized that she was lost in her thoughts earlier, not even paying attention to what Benjamin was saying. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she tried to act nonchalant as she asked, "What did you say just now? I spaced out and didn't catch it." Benjamin's gaze shifted, and of course, he wouldn't repeat himself. He simply turned away and got off the bed, his voice sounding somewhat muted, "It's nothing." Mar