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I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

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Harper pressed her lips, remaining silent for half a second before firmly stating, "I won't give you that

opportunity." "We shall see!"

Benjamin's voice carried a distinct low chuckle.

Both of their responses seemed like tough talk, but in reality, they were assurances and encouragement to each

other.

Harper talked to Benjamin on the phone for a long time, with Annie watching the whole time. She vaguely

noticed something. The way these two interacted now resembled a married couple who had fallen in love after

marriage. A slight smile played on her lips as she silently wished, "I hope what you both want in your hearts will

ctrue."

Perhaps it was because of Benjamin's call, but Harper felt like her mind had cleared.

Even during lunch, she had a hearty appetite and could even eat more if Annie hadn't intervened.

After lunch, Harper planned to visit Eleanor in the hospital.

With so much going on lately and many people keeping an eye on her, she hadn't been able to go until now.

Although they were in touch every day, and there were people taking care of her, Harper was still worried. Upon

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arriving at the hospital, she headed to Eleanor's room.

Just as she reached for the door, she heard voices inside. "My father has been gone for so many years, and

you've been living in our house in Dattlech all this time. Now you refuse to help with such a small favor?" The

woman's voice was sharp and harsh, devoid of any affection or tact.

Eleanor's voice sounded much weaker in comparison. She said, "It's not that | don't want to help you. It's just

that Harper, despite being Benjamin's wife, also has many difficulties to deal with herself!"

"What difficulties could she possibly have? | asked her to get ssupport the Mitchell Group because it's

something she can easily accomplish by just saying a few words, so why is she finding it difficult?" Harper

couldn't hold back any longer.

She pushed open the door and walked in, her footsteps and the sound of the door opening caused both Jennifer

and Eleanor to look her way.

Jennifer instinctively said, "Do you really consider her your granddaughter? What's so urgent that you had to call

her over?"

Harper's expression turned cold, her eyes brimming with anger. "If you have something to say, address it to me.

Don't chere to disturb Grandma."

"Harper, what's with that attitude?" Jennifer inquired.

"What kind of attitude do you expect?" Harper met Jennifer's gaze with cold indifference. "You refused to visit

Grandma before this, and now you're commanding her for your own benefit. What exactly are you trying to

accomplish?"

"Harper! I'm your mother! What's the meaning of this?" Jennifer exclaimed.

"Mother? Do you truly deserve that title?" Harper's tone remained cold. "We both know how you've treated me

over the years. Because | wasn't a boy, you've placed all your grievances and dissatisfaction on me. If | had the

choice, I'd rather you not have given birth to me. | refuse to have an unjust person as my mother."

This was the first tHarper had openly addressed the long-standing issues within the Mitchell family. She had

grown accustomed to it and no longer cared. If Jennifer hadn't disturbed Eleanor, she wouldn't have brought it

up.

But at this moment, she couldn't contain herself any longer.

She looked at Jennifer with cold indifference, colder than she would look at a stranger.

"If you're done speaking, please leave now and don't disturb Grandma's rest."

Eleanor's well-being was more important than anyone else's in the Mitchell family.

Therefore, Harper wouldn't tolerate anyone bullying Eleanor.

Jennifer remained motionless, her face still cold as she stared at Harper. Harper's words seemed to strike a

chord, dredging up years of pain. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "If | had the choice, do you think | would

have chosen to give birth to you? | would have preferred to have never been pregnant with you at all. That way, |

wouldn't have been deprived of the right to be a mother. In the end, it's all because of you. It's all your fault."

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