The Gray Autumn's

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Autumn looked at Benjamin with an erratic expression. The unrest again enveloped his feelings. Benjamin looked much calmer. The man did not show an exaggerated look of worry. "Bbn ...." Autumn touched the man's shoulder, until Benjamin turned to him. He gave a signal to the lover so as not to worry. Benjamin turned his gaze to Fleur who was still putting on his face.

"Listen to me, Fleur. Since your condition is not yet possible to dance, then you should withdraw from the competition" suggested Ben softly. However, contrary to the reaction Fleur showed back then. The copper-haired brunette girl seemed to want to protest loudly against the father.

"That's what the doctor suggested, Fleur. Your foot injury should be fully recovered first, but you should also take a break from ballet dancing" Benjamin said.

"What does Papa mean? I don't understand at all," Fleur looked at Benjamin and Autumn in turn.

"You have to get away from ballet dancing" Benjamin said.

"Until when?" urge Fleur to look restless. But Benjamin did not answer. He just stared at his favorite daughter with a look of pity. Embrace the girl's tiny body with full of feeling. As calm as Benjamin's attitude, he still felt restless if he had to face the reaction from Fleur later. While Autumn just watched the scene with a slightly glaring look.

The girl's memory is now on Edgar. A man who always tries to take care of himself, even though in the eyes of Autumn everything he does feels nauseating.

Not long after, Aamber who had just arrived at the hospital immediately approached Fleur. The middle-aged woman looked very anxious, especially when she saw the condition of Fleur's feet that were plastered. "How can it be like this?" his question that immediately replaced Benjamin grabbed the little girl.

"Fleur fell down the stairs, but everything was handled by the doctor. It's going to be fine" Benjamin said.

"I'm not okay if I can't dance ballet, Papa!" fleur's protests began to whine spoiledly to Aamber.

"What does that mean, Fleur?" ask Aamber doesn't understand.

"Papa says if I should take a break from ballet dancing. It's impossible, I love ballet and don't want to leave it, Auntie," Fleur started sobbing in the nanny's arms. Aamber looked at Benjamin. He asked for an explanation from the man.

"The doctor said it, Fleur. I'm just telling you. You want to get well soon? Then follow what the doctor suggests. Anyway, you won't be able to dance with a cast on your foot like you are now" Benjamin explained.

"How is this, Ben? Fleur will enter the competition in three days" said Aamber regretted what happened.

Benjamin smiled bitterly. He sat on the other side of the bed. Gently stroked Fleur's head. As a father, he also certainly felt unbearable with what happened to the child. However, if it happens like that, then inevitably he can only follow the advice of a doctor. "It's all beyond expectations, Fleur," he said slowly. Benjamin was silent for a moment. "What if you come to Paris after this? We can stay together, and you'll enjoy your days there even more" the gray-eyed man said.

"That's a really good idea, Fleur. Paris is a beautiful city. There's so much you can see there. Culinary tours, shopping, and also ...."

"Shut your mouth, Elle! I don't want to talk to you!" sergeant Fleur violently, making Autumn instantly speechless. The girl knitted her eyebrows in surprise.

"Fleur, what the fuck?" Benjamin moved from his seat. While Fleur increasingly close his body to the caregiver who is a bit fat. "Who taught you to be rude?" benjamin's tone sounded quite firm, making the atmosphere tense.

Immediately, Autumn approached the lover. He held the man's arm. He did not want Benjamin to scold his daughter, because at that time the look on the face of the thirty-five-year-old man seemed to hold back anger. Benjamin's eyes were much sharper than usual. "Ben, stop. Fleur is depressed. Don't scare him," whispered Autumn trying to calm the copper-haired brunette.

"I don't like the way you talk to Elle. Error back or I'll really scold you, Fleur!" Benjamin firmly. He who used to look calm, now feels disturbed by the rude attitude of his daughter.

"It's all because of you and your girlfriend, Elle!" instead of apologizing, Fleur instead said increasingly harshly to Autumn.

"Don't say that, Fleur. You're a kind and gentle girl, just like your late mother. Didn't I tell you about her a lot?" Aamber advised Fleur very gently. While the little girl again hid her face in the babysitter's arms.

Autumn can only be silent. He doesn't know what to say. The girl who used to be brave, now felt defeated by the accusation of a ten-year-old little girl.

"Auntie, tell my dad that I'm willing to go with him to Paris, but without Elle. Tell the girl to go home first" Fleur whined to Aamber.

"Fleur!" benjamin's tone back sounded very firm. However, again Autumn prevented him from being so much tougher than that. He shook his head as a gesture to the man, making Benjamin snort softly.

"Pease yourself, Ben," Aamber spoke. He hugged Fleur who was asking for protection from him.

Seeing such a thing, Autumn then invites the lover to come out for a moment. After all, he would not like to see Benjamin until he said in a high tone to his own daughter.

"Pardon my daughter, Elle," Benjamin regretted when the two were already outside Fleur's nursery.

"I'm fine. Don't worry," Autumn said slowly. He chose to sit down, while Benjamin followed him. "I'd better just go home, Ben," he said. "I'll wait for you at home."

"I don't like this kind of situation, Elle," Benjamin said flatly.

"What's wrong. Fleur was a kid, and I was a lot older. So, I should be able to understand the circumstances. Please don't be mad at him. At this time Fleur actually needs support from you," said Autumn. Somehow all of a sudden he could act like that.

"No. I don't like your tone, Elle," Benjamin said softly. "Please, don't make myself go awry" the man asked.

"Of course not, Ben. I told you I was fine" replied Autumn.