Chapter 1538: Chocolate god
Meanwhile, Benjamin sat in his office quietly, working.
One of Benjamin’s traits was that he often engaged in a lot of extracurricular activities at work. However, despite all of those, he always got the job done. Lately, though, he hadn’t been procrastinating or gossiping with the other employees. He didn’t even have the energy to hate on William or Dean. Even when he ran into them, he just felt the usual bitterness and moved on.
And it had been this way ever since he walked out on Mint.
"Tsk." He paused, glancing at his phone. "That cruel cousin. Not even a hint of remorse."
Another click of his tongue echoed as he shook his head.
It wasn’t like he and Mint hadn’t fought before. In fact, they always fought — Mint always found a way to make him angry. If he ever got early-onset hypertension, she’d be the cause.
Still, in most of those fights, Mint would always reach out to him and apologize. She’d spew nonsense, praise him to the heavens, and melt his heart again.
But this time... days had passed. And still, not a single call. Not even a message. Just nothing.
"Who cares if she ends up with complications from her injuries..." he muttered, then pressed his lips together, frowning at his own words.
He shook his head. "Whatever. Why should I care whether she lives or dies when she doesn’t even care about her own life?"
"It’s not like this is for me," he added bitterly. "It’s not like I’d benefit from anything."
As Benjamin tried to convince himself not to care about someone who clearly didn’t value her own life, his mood soured further. He shoved his phone out of sight — after all, he was at work, and having his work phone was enough.