Chapter 9

CHAPTER 09 Rebecca was driving the car. Benjamin was in the back, slightly shaking his head.

“Are you still thinking about the gift?” she asked. “Ah, yeah.”

“It’s understandable. I haven’t seen such a gift before, either. 25 kilos of pure gold in the form of coins. It’s worth more than 3 million dollars. The coins seem stylized, so they might sell for more if they auction it. That would not only cover the wedding expenses but would also help the couple start a beautiful journey together,” she sounded like she envied a little. She didn’t care about the money, but would she also have received such a surprising gift if she had held a wedding? Would anyone in the world care enough for her or family to send her 25 kilos worth of gold? She could only wonder.

“A beautiful journey, huh...” Benjamin wasn’t so sure about that. After dropping him off at work, Rebecca left. And Benjamin experienced one of the worst job days since he started working at Rye’s Pizzas. Not a single customer gave him a tip today, and to add to that, Christopher didn’t believe his stories when Benjamin told him how they kept talking about current affairs and the weather and what not and didn’t let him go without wasting his precious time. The last customer of the day, a dude in his girlfriend’s undies, asked him for a discount after making the order. It was really a hectic and frustrating day for him. Rubbing salt to his wounds, one of the coworkers, Jasmine, showed off to others that she received a 40 dollar tip because the customer didn’t have change for the 100 dollar bill. Chirstopher would have robbed 30 dollars out of that 40 dollar tip, but he didn’t. This made many other coworkers wonder if he was trying to make a good impression on Jasmine in order to get her to climb into his bed. It wasn’t pleasant on the eyes because he was over forty and obese, and she was under twenty and in perfect shape.

For today, though, Christopher just received a hug from Jasmine, and he went over the moon because of that, even though he was just too big for Jasmine to give him a proper hug.

Benjamin, however, knew Jasmine from the one encounter he had that she was completely fooling and curry favoring Christopher, but it was none of his business.

After work, Benjamin waited outside. It was 4:30, but Rebecca didn’t come. Minutes passed. He still waited outside.

Around five o’clock. A black Mercedes stopped by, and Jane Cooper stepped out in a skimpy skirt that revealed her toned thighs.

“I’m glad you’re waiting here,” she put her sunglasses on because the sun was still out. “Benjamin, right?”

Benjamin recognized her, but he said, “Who are you?”

“You don’t remember me?” her mouth slightly widened. “I’m your wife’s best friend. We met only a few days back.”

“Oh, yeah, right,” Benjamin forced out a laugh. “What brought you here? Perhaps, you want a Rye’s pizza?” “I don’t give two shits about pizzas. No offense. I’m here because your wife told me to take you home.”

“What? Why couldn’t she come?” he asked, worrying if something happened to her. “Well, she’s busy, that’s why. So get on,” she went back to her car and sat in the driver’s seat. Benjamin, however, started walking away. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she pushed her glasses up and poked her head out. “Hey, Benjamin!” she called out for him, but he didn’t stop. “Are you deaf?” she blew the horn a few times, but that didn’t change anything. She started the engine and caught up with him.“ What’s wrong with you? I came all this way to pick you up, and this is how you treat me?” “I feel like walking today,” Benjamin picked up his pace.

“You can go.” “Huh,” she stopped the car for a second and thought, “this guy’s unbelievable.” After some thinking, she caught up with him again. “Hey, listen, if you get in the car, I’ll help you get closer to your wife. How does that sound? Tempting, isn’t it?” As she expected, Benjamin stopped. She smirked. “What? Don’t feel like walking anymore?” “Yeah,” he sat in the back row.

“Come over the front, dude,” she said. “I’m not gonna eat you.” He hesitantly listened to her and sat in the front seat next to her.

Her bare thighs caught his eyes. She didn’t have as beautiful of legs as his wife did, but she had a pretty good physique, too.

“Seeing you steal glances at my thighs, it makes me feel bad for you,” she remarked. “I wasn’t staring,” Benjamin was quick to reply. “I just briefly looked, that’s all.” “I can understand. You have an angel for a wife. She’s got the best legs among the women I’ve seen. Even I sometimes feel like smothering those thighs with kisses,” Jane bluntly said. “I can’t even imagine how hard it must have been to control yourself from jumping onto her every night.” “Can we talk about important things?” Benjamin tried to divert the topic.

“Sure.”

“How can you help change her attitude toward me?” he asked.

“Well, your wife is used to men lusting after her and shamelessly chasing her all the time,” Jane said, “so I bet she’s not used to men who treat her brutally or coldly because it’s always been her who treated men indifferently.”

“So you want me to have her taste her own medicine?”. “No. That might only make her angry. You just need to make it seem like you’re not the same as the dogs that chase after her.”

“Make it seem?” Benjamin felt insulted. “Are you saying right now I’m like a dog chasing after a bone?”

“To be honest, that’s what I think,” she shrugged her shoulders. “Otherwise, you tell me, do you think it’s possible for a man and a woman in their peak youth to sleep in the same room without so much as touching each other for eight freaking months? It just means, your approaches are totally failing!”. “J- Just how much is she telling you about our day-to-day lives?” Benjamin’s heart began beating faster.

“Pretty much everything,” Jane said, putting an almost sadistic grin on her face to tease him further. “Even the time when you touched her feet in the middle of the night and begged her to let you join in her foreign trip.” Benjamin’s face was cooked with embarrassment. Jane just looked greatly amused. “Haha, you should change your attitude if you want to make her look at you in a different way. Stop caring too much, and be yourself.” “She’s my wife. Isn’t it only natural that I care for her?” Benjamin asked.

He had been going out of his way to please his wife, and he found it hard to believe that exact same thing kept him from entering his wife’s heart all this while. “Of course, we do,” Jane said, “but don’t do it like you’re a thirsty little dog. You get what I’m saying?” Benjamin nodded with hesitation, even though he still had a lot of doubts. (I’m not doing it like a thirsty little dog, though.) “Then do this tonight,” Jane gave him a plan. “You want me to do what?” Benjamin cried out in shock.