The Charm of the Widow
Letting Go of Longing

Mrs Grace's private car, driven by Mr. Ben, arrived at the hospital. Alexander forgot for a moment his curiosity about the relationship between the driver and the mother. The man whose face looked disheveled immediately came down and called the health worker.

Mrs Grace's helpless body was moved to the top of the gurney and immediately taken to the IGD room. Alexander, who was not allowed to enter, waited anxiously in front of the door of the room painted white clean. Similarly, Mr. Ben, Mrs Grace's personal driver also seemed very worried, like the husband who was worrying about the state of the wife.

Mr. Ben walked back and forth, circling the waiting room in front of the IGD. What Mr. Ben did drew Alexander's attention and the man recalled his unanswered question by the middle-aged driver who still looked the rest of his good looks. Mrs Grace's eldest son then approached Mr. Ben.

"Sit, Sir. Mr. Ben has to give me an explanation" Alexander said, patting an empty bench beside him.

The man-nosed driver typical of the middle-eastern man nodded, obediently. He then sat down next to Alexander. Mr. Ben did not dare to look at the young master who was the son of his lover.

"Sir Ben still remembers, right, with my question?" alexander asked with an intimidating look, making Mr. Ben even less courageous.

The middle-aged man remembered the threat of Mrs Grace at that time, "Ben, do not let you open your voice about our relationship. If my kids find out, then I'll fire you as my personal lover and driver!"

"What about Thalia, Grace? He saw me when I came into this room?" asked Ben, looking very worried.

"Let Thalia be my business, Beniqno. You don't worry. It's easy for me to get rid of that woman from my son's side" said Mrs Grace, leaving the man whose face was covered in coarse fur at ease.

Mrs Grace then asked Mr. Ben to get into bed immediately and get into his blanket. The man who has long been widowed is certainly welcome the wishes of the lover. Quickly, Mr. Ben stripped his clothes off one by one without any residue and immediately entered into a fine blanket that covered the plain body of the woman he had been craving for the past few years.

Yeah, they've both been in an affair for a long time. Both played very well. Mrs Grace will invite Mr. Ben to go into her room if the mansion is quiet when her two children have gone off to activities and the servants are busy behind.

Not infrequently, they played at the Thompson Group hotel, in Mrs Grace's private room. During that time, the relationship is safe to control. The only suspicious eyewitness after seeing Mr. Ben enter Mrs Grace's room, has also been removed from the mansion.

"Sir Ben, answer my question!" Alexander's thunderous voice, unraveling the reverie of Mrs Grace's private driver.

"I-yes, Young Master," replied Mr. Ben, nervous. "Between the two of us there is indeed a relationship" he continued, looking down, afraid.

Mr. Ben is afraid that the lover will find out that he has unlocked his secret and ends up with their relationship. The middle-aged man was afraid that Alexander would fire him right now. While Mr. Ben still wants to be by Mrs Grace's side and take care of her lover.

It's true that Mr. Ben's scared. Hearing his reply, the young master immediately boarded the apoplexy. "What kind of relationship, sir?" scowl Alexander with his deadly gaze.

"Sorry, Young Master. My Lady and I love each other and we've been in this relationship for a long time" replied Mr. Ben, venturing into Alexander Thompson's increasingly disheveled face.

Alexander was rough with his hair. He remembered every insult of the mother to Thalia. Alexander closed his eyes, then.

"Thalia it's just a ja*lang, Ale! Why do you mourn his departure! He went with a man who was his equal, a man from the Sudra!" The mother looks furious at Alexander who is sad when he just realized from his coma and knows Thalia left the mansion.

"No, Ma. Thalia is not that kind of woman" Alexander argued.

"Originally you know, yes. Thalia was often playing with her friends who were fellow poor when Sister was busy working in the office. He's cheap, brother!" jean Sahut, trying to convince his brother.

Alexander took a long breath. Trying to push away the words of the mother who vilified Thalia, who kept ringing in the ears. 'It turns out what you said back then, just to cover up your own rot.'

Alexander looked back at Ben. "So far what's Mr Ben's relationship with mom? Is it a husband and wife relationship?"

Mr. Ben nodded, making Alexander's chest feel increasingly tight. The harsh reality he got today. It all makes his head feel throbbing and feels like it wants to break.

Alexander grabbed his own hair tightly. Trying to get rid of the dizziness that rests on his head. He even repeatedly banged his back head against the back of the chair, hoping he would come to his senses and all this was just a Halloween nightmare.

Mr. Ben felt very guilty seeing the young master do such a thing. The middle-aged man then moved. "Young Master, forgive me. I don't mean to embarrass the Thompson family. I am fully aware of who I am" Ben said.

Alexander opened his eyes and straightened his back. "That's not Mr. Ben's fault" he said trying to be wise.

Mr. Ben nodded his head. "I didn't dare at first either, sir, but the big madam kept pushy and seducing me. Finally, I was solemn as well, Sir, because Lady Grace thrust herself into my room" he explained, making Alexander's head throb again.

'That's a word*that's it, my mama?' Alexander was in sadness. While Mr. Ben dissolves in memories in the first time he made love to the mistress.

"Mrs, why is Madam here? Madam can't call me if you want to go?" ask Mr. Ben who just came out of the bathroom and found the big madam was already in his room.

"No, Ben. I don't want to go anywhere," replied Mrs Grace while staring at the muscular body of Mr. Ben who was only wrapped in a towel limited to the waist.

Mr. Ben's hairy chest, as well as his flat stomach because the middle-aged man was diligent in exercising made Madame Grace swallow her own saliva. The glamorous-looking woman bit her lower lip. He then approached Mr. Ben who was still standing as before.

Lady Grace felt the chest of the driver's field and played a brown circle there. Mr. Ben was still silent and did not dare to respond. Lady Grace smiled then asked, "Ben, don't you feel lonely? Don't you want warmth from a woman?"

Lady Grace asked as she felt her chest and continued down towards Mr. Ben's checkered stomach. Not stopping there, Madame Grace's hand began to dare to go into the towel and gently squeeze the junior Mr. Ben who turned out to have hardened. The middle-aged woman smiled then.

"Why don't you answer my question, Ben? If you're not lonely and don't want warmth, why are you hardened this big, Ben?" urged Mrs Grace who immediately took off Mr. Ben's towel and the man did not have time to prevent it.

His hand touched softly and squeezed in such a way, made Mr. Ben swallow saliva. "I'm scared, Madam. I'm worried if it's considered harassing you," she replied, honestly.

Hearing Mr. Ben's reply and feeling how tense it belonged to the man he had long coveted, Madame Grace was unwilling to waste time. The woman immediately took off her dress and then led Mr. Ben to the bed. "You didn't harass me, Ben. I'm the one who wants you. Come on, Ben, we're having fun and letting go of the longing for love."

The voice of the nun who called the Thompson family, unraveled the reverie of Alexander and Mr. Ben. The two men of different ages were approaching soon. "How's my mama doing, Sus?"

"Sorry, Sir. Lady Grace is currently having a stroke and is unable to move most of her chest down."

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