Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 9 Who Moved My Study?
Benjamin thought carefully about the fragments, and confirmed that he really wanted to see Martina. Then he got up resolutely.

However, at this moment, his eyes noticed that something was missing from the white wall on his left.

“Who moved my study?” he asked.

The housemaid responsible for cleaning was summoned and meekly answered, “Miss Martinez moved it herself… That day, Miss Martinez stayed here for a while and seemed to have taken away a lot of things.”

“What did she take?” asked Benjamin, eagerly.

“It seems to be a painting?” said the housemaid.

Benjamin finally figured it out. Yes, all the paintings Martina had painted for him had disappeared.

Looking at the once full wall now so empty, he suddenly became restless.

Simon, who had been following Benjamin all along, became increasingly uneasy and even began to have a bold speculation – it seemed that Martina was not so dispensable in the boss’s heart?

Upon arriving home, Martina removed her high heels ungracefully and reclined on the sofa for a short period of time.

Her mood was not very good now, and whenever she interacted with the Walker family. it would affect her mood. But it didn’t matter, she just needed to be more open–minded and make up her mind, the rest would be diluted by time.

As time passed, Martina still felt a little sad, especially since Simon’s words were. repeating in her head.

Did he really think Martina was only after pocket money? It was ridiculous.

Martina shook her head mockingly and buried herself in the pillow with a sullen face. Not long after, a slight weeping sound could be heard.

She couldn’t pinpoint exactly when her fondness for Benjamin had transformed into this unhealthy level of obsession.

Martina held the belief that it wasn’t necessarily wrong to harbor feelings for someone, even if it meant giving up everything for them.

it because of

was too perfect and flawless, that no

the Walker family and started her own life, those people would still think that she was forcing a marriage

tightly and whispered to herself, “You can do this, Martina. You must hold on…and never look

managed to make herself something to fill her

a message

troublemaker, guess who

Martina: Who?

It’s the butler!(Elena

the Walker family?

Elena: Of course!

She asked, “What could he want from

said, “You don’t know how polite that old man was when he spoke to

and the fast food in front of her suddenly lost their flavor. She then asked, “Did

unhappy, “What the heck? Do you think I’m that kind of person? Of

satisfied and said, “That’s

I did give

“What number?”

number of the largest psychiatric hospital in the city! I told him to take the entire Walker family there to stay for a few more days! I was almost laughing to -death, and even that old man was almost

help but laugh, and her tone became much lighter, “You did a good job, but the Walker family only

confident. What if

firmly, “He

of the

six years and have never really left him, and he’s even less likely to come find me on

level of putting up with things, you could probably break

I feel pretty shameless too. I’ve been hugging a stone that

a soft tone, “Don’t be afraid. A prodigal son returning home is worth more than gold. It’s not too late, “I know it, but Elena couldn’t stand Martina’s depressed tone and encouraged her, “But you can rest assured that when he comes back, I’ll find a chance to explain everything.” She changed

“What kind of fun?”