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.

why did her infatuation turn into something so toxic? Was it because of her initial attraction that she

Benjamin was too perfect and flawless, that no matter what Martina did,

person with ulterior motives. Even if she left the Walker family and started her own life, those people would still think that she was forcing a

clung to her pillow tightly and whispered to herself, “You can do this, Martina. You must

something to fill her stomach. Just as she sat down at the table, her

a message

little troublemaker, guess who called

Martina: Who?

butler!(Elena sent a

(Martina thought, the butler in the Walker family? He was scolded and yet he wanted one

Elena: Of course!

of typing, Martina called back. She asked, “What could he want from me? Does

how polite that old man was when he spoke to

and the fast food in front of her suddenly lost their flavor. She then

Do you think I’m that kind of person?

satisfied and said, “That’s my

did give him a

“What number?”

city! I told him to take the entire Walker family there to

her tone became much lighter, “You did a good job, but the Walker

What if

firmly,

she thought of

for six years and have never really left him, and he’s even less likely

your level of putting up with things, you could probably break some

too. I’ve been hugging a stone that never

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

“What kind of fun?”