Old Mr. Leach looked up at Benson Leach seriously, and saw that he looked serious and didn’t have the slightest joke.
Think about it, too. Benson Leach never jokes.
Only old Mr. Leach also understood his temper, definitely not a joke about marriage, and he was concerned about Juliana Lewis, and he would not let go easily.
Old Mr. Leach asked him, "Why? You have to give a reason, otherwise Xiaojiu is so sad, and did you say this to Xiaojiu?"
He said, why are you watching tonight? There is something wrong with the young couple’s aura, and they are not as loving and harmonious as before.
Benson Leach: "I haven’t told her yet, but she has noticed it."
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have talked to him like that just now.
Old Mr. Leach asked in a low voice, "Then what are you doing for?"
Benson Leach looked up at old Mr. Leach, who was still very black at the party last night, but he didn’t see her all night, and her hair was quite white.
The way he got sick last night made Grandpa sad again.
Benson Leach was very heavy in his heart, but he still said, "I will kill people because of my illness."
Over the years, Benson Leach became ill. Although he didn’t kill anyone, he injured many people.
Old Mr. Leach suddenly understood: "But a little wine is different. She will cure you, and after she came, you didn’t get sick and didn’t hurt her."
Benson Leach: "Grandpa, it’s not that there is no harm, it’s that she is powerful. I can’t hurt her for the time being, but it doesn’t mean that she won’t be hurt in the future."
Although he doesn’t remember, he can ask. When he got sick, he shot Juliana Lewis.
It’s just that Juliana Lewis is so good that he didn’t hurt.
But when he shot Juliana Lewis, it was already a kind of injury.
Old Mr. Leach felt selfish: "She doesn’t care about the little wine."
Benson Leach bowed his head and his voice was heavy. "Grandpa, I haven’t finished with wine yet."
Old Mr. Leach looked at Benson Leach in shock and couldn’t believe it.
Benson Leach looked up in a gentle tone: "I can’t get married with her now, which will stimulate the disease. When I get sick, I will be in heat like a beast. I almost forced her twice."
Old Mr. Leach couldn’t speak, which he didn’t know.
Benson Leach: "I don’t want to force her, and... I will probably kill her when I force her."
Get her and destroy her.
This kind of thinking is terrible.
Terrible is that Benson Leach himself can’t grasp my control.
His illness again and again will only get worse and worse, and this idea will only get crazier and crazier until it can’t be completely suppressed.
Old Mr. Leach’s mouth is full of bitterness: "No, you have controlled it very well for so many years. For others, you just can’t control the injury. If you haven’t killed anyone, you won’t do that to small wine."
Benson Leach’s voice was heavy: "Grandpa, I didn’t have any thoughts about women before I got sick, but I only had wine, which shows that what really makes me have the desire to kill people will only be wine."
Old Mr. Leach didn’t know what to say, and the whole person was silent.
Benson Leach: "If the person who poisoned me is S City Li’s family, and wine can cure me, it is nothing more than bringing greater danger to her."
If S City Li’s family wants him dead, they won’t let people cure him.
He meant to protect her, not to put her in greater danger.
She has become an enemy of the three families in S City. If she comes to another S City Li family, she will be besieged on all sides.
So Benson Leach is helpless, can only come up with such a marriage invalid, break away from her relationship, protect her safety.