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Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 68
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CHAPTER 68 Benjamin massaged Nolan again this morning. Nolan complained everytBenjamin made the slightest of sudden movements. Benjamin was growing tired of his remarks, and his patient was really being tested today.

“If you don’t even know how to massage using your hands, how are you ever going to please a woman fully?” Nolan raised a valid question, though only in his perspective. “You have to massage in a way they will want to be touched more. They should beg with their eyes to keep your hands running all over them. They should ask you to press you everywhere.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Why are you pressing like a lady? Press harder with your fingers.” Saying that he looked forward again and kept talking. “Massaging is an art. It's not for the likes of you who can’t-" With his thumbs, Benjamin suddenly poked Nolan's spine a bit hard, causing a cracking noise.

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“Ah!” Nolan froze for a second. He couldn't move. “W-What did you do?” “Oh, no,” Benjamin acted innocent. “I think | heard something pop. Mr. Nolan, are you alright?” Nolan tried to move, and it hurt. He couldn't move his back even a little bit. He sat there like a statue on his bed.

“It hurts...” Everythe moved, he cringed in pain, though it wasn’t severe enough to make him scream. “You idiot! You pressed too hard. | think my back broke. Call the doctor immediately. | don’t want to be walking the rest of my life looking at the ground!” “Y-Yes, yes, I'll call him right away,” Benjamin said and left the room.

Seconds passed, but there was no sign of Benjamin. He called out for him, but there was no response.

“Did he just leavehere?” Nolan ground his teeth. “You little bastard... at least he called the doctor, right?” he looked around. “Where’s my mobile? Where are my glasses?” Benjamin returned to his room and looked amused. “Now | don’t think he’ll askto massage him ever again.” “Did something happen?” asked Rebecca, having just brushed her teeth and cout of the bathroom, wearing shorts that cjust up to her knees. She noticed Benjamin look at her once, and then steal a glance at her legs, which brought up a little smile that brightened up her whole face. Her legs were still wet, so she rubbed them with a towel. “Benjamin, | asked you if something happened.” “Yeah,” Benjamin replied. “No, | mean, nothing worth mentioning. By the way, should | teach you how to do the knots?” “Not now. I'm hungry. Let's have breakfast, shall we?” “With pleasure.” As they were coming out, she said, “You said you don’t know how to play golf, didn’t you? I'll teach you once I'm fully healed.” “I'll be looking forward to that day,” Benjamin said, already imagining Rebecca standing behind him and holding his hands to show him how to strike. As he cdownstairs with his wife for breakfast, there were two maids serving at the dining table. These were Amber and Ashley, the stwo maids he had seen scissoring their pussies on the rooftop that morning.

Amber, Kathy's cousin, was a golden blonde with a lean physique but a beautiful face and always had this subtly seductive look in her eyes. She was one of the maids Benjamin she rarely ever talked to because a need never arose. As for Ashley, she was the new maid whom he would find staring at him almost every tthey were around. She just spelled trouble for him, as he had this feeling that she would eat him away if he were to give his consent, so he always maintained his distance. While Ashley's face wasn’t that attractive, she’s got the curves any man would find trouble to look away from.

And the first few words that cout of Ashley’s mouth was, ‘letserve you,” as she helped both Rebecca and Benjamin sit so it wouldn't be easy to doubt. As they ate breakfast, Benjamin could see Ashley’s cleavage as she was cleaning the other side of the table. And she irregularly looked at him, making him wonder if she wanted to talk with him about what happened in the morning Rebecca was always looking at Benjamin, so she noticed him looking at Ashley. While he wasn’t watching her with lust, Rebecca didn’t like it. “What's with your dress?” she calmly spoke in a rather sharp tone while peering at Ashley. “Are you trying to seduce my husband?” “W- What?” Ashley was shocked, and so was Benjamin. “I-l wasn’t doing anything like that, ma’'ma?” “Then why are your boobs almost spilling out of your dress?” Rebecca gaze sharpened. “Do you takefor a fool? Go and get dressed appropriately!” “Y-Yes, ma'am,” Ashley hurriedly left.

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Rebecca then briefly glanced at Amber who was wearing the regular maid's outfit that covered most of her skin.

Benjamin stayed silent, but his heart was fluttering. Did his wife just fight a maid for him? He dreamed many times for this to happen, though not for this type of reason. Nevertheless, he looked at her with bright eyes.

However, she didn’t seem too pleased with him, making him wonder what went wrong. Seconds later, his eyes slowly widened. Did she think | was looking at Ashley? He wanted to explain himself, but that might make him look bad in her opinion, so he just stayed calm. What happened has happened. He just wanted to make sure something like this never happened again. After the breakfast, Benjamin was about to give his hand to help Rebecca climb the stairs, but she refused to hold his hand. She didn’t ask for Amber's help, either. She just grabbed the handrail and climbed the stairs by herself, albeit with great effort.

Benjamin's heart started hurting all of a sudden. He wore this helpless look. He wanted to help UMAPIER her, but he couldn't.

Selena who was watching from the first floor was smiling. Things didn’t turn out as she wanted yet, but this wasn't bad, either. She quickly cto her daughter and helped her climb the stairs and at the stscolded Benjamin, saying, ‘Why is the only son-in-law of our family so useless? He can’t even help his wife when she needs him.”