Jordan Bennett did not fight back.
He helplessly curled his lips.
His deep eyes were filled with complex emotions.
"Even if I let you in, will she meet with you? Daniel Marshall, at this time, you should be especially calm. Benjamin Johnson is back, you have been affected by him, and Benjamin is shamelessly exposing your wounds. I deeply understand how you feel."
A few seconds later, Daniel released his hand.
His brow was tightly furrowed, his firm face frighteningly grave.
Jordan looked at Daniel, patting his arm as a sign of comfort, "Let's go to the N&N restaurant, I'll accompany you for a couple of drinks. There's no denying, she is innocent, but precisely because she is your wife, even if it's against her own intentions, she is in the center of the storm every day, and I understand that you want to protect her.