Chapter 6

"Ms. Buckland, are you okay?" Benjamin's voice pulls me back from my past thoughts.

Meeting his puzzled expression, I shook my head.

"I'm fine, except that I grew up starving for not having enough to eat. mr. Dyer, why don't you stop punishing him for not eating for three days, it's not good for his health, and if something happens, he'll have to go to the hospital, which would be counterproductive."

After hearing my words, he seemed to think of something and his face froze.

He looked at Jason brightly, then said unnaturally, "Since Ms. Buckland offered to intercede on your behalf, there's no penalty for starvation, but you'd better stay here and reflect, and if I catch you bullying your siblings again, you're out of the Dyer family."

Jason's hands gripped the handrail, visible or by Benjamin's words to hurt, after all, is his own father, and how can there be no touch at all?

I really wanted to go over and hug this broken teenager, but I couldn't.

I came to the Dyer family with my own things to do, and I can't be exposed too soon.

I gave him one last look before following Benjamin to the front yard.

Wendy, who was next to me, saw that I had taken a bullet for Jason and was filled with anger, as if she was blaming me for meddling.

Hmph! Wendy stole someone's dad and is still here with a straight face. I will get this revenge for him.

......

At dinner, Benjamin took the initiative to invite me to sit next to him, and Sonia's look at me instantly darkened, and I saw her secretly wink at Wendy.

Wendy rushed up and squeezed in between Benjamin and I and thoughtfully gave him a couple of dishes, "Dad, your favorite, squirrel cinnamon fish."

I propped my head up and watched the father-son scene with a wry smile.

The table was obviously so wide that she had to cut in here to give Benjamin his food.

Sonia's mind isn't hard to guess, but it's just that she's afraid I'll seduce Benjamin for the glory.

But she's really overthinking it, I'm so young and beautiful, how much do I want to look at such a middle-aged greasy uncle.

Being that way herself, she assumes that everyone is like her.