I provoked Benjamin. He looked gloomy. "Will things change if I regret? Can you let me escape from this hell that smells of disinfectant? Can I become a painter again? Can I regain my youth again? You wasted my time for more than ten years."
Benjamin was breathing heavily. His fists clenched as if he was ready to hit me in the face in the next second.
Then, I heard the sound of metal colliding with bone.
Benjamin kicked the lunch box on the ground away. It hit me hard on my knee.
The sharp metal crack left a nearly ten-centimeter wound on my calf. Blood gushed out instantly.
I smiled bleakly, "Benjamin, no one forced you to study medicine. No one forced you to treat my mother's illness. No one forced you to marry me. You chose them."
"Enough!" Benjamin pinched my chin and pushed me against the wall.
I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.
All I noticed was the croissants that were crushed into pieces under his feet.
"You used rumors to force me to compromise. What choice did I have? I just wanted to take a breath, so I didn't serve Elizabeth for just one night. Are you dissatisfied?"