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

Chapter 15: Belated affection is cheaper than grass
The man pressed her down on the bed, just like before, and his body seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

If this was before, Martina would have a sweet feeling, but now she just wanted to break free as much as possible..

There was a saying that “belated affection is cheaper than grass“, and this couldn’t even be considered deep affection.

When Martina was almost suffocating, the two of them finally separated temporarily. In the eyes of Benjamin, he could only see Martina’s figure, as if punishing her for her actions during this time.

Benjamin actually bit her lips again?

“Ouch…” Martina couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

Benjamin slowed down and gently rubbed Martina’s lips with his index finger, giving off a cold sensation that should be from the medicine he applied.

He then kissed Martina’s forehead again and said, “Remember what I said, it won’t happen again. If you have any complaints or requests, you can tell me. You are not allowed to stay outside.”

He was always so domineering and stubborn, never paying attention to her feelings or asking why she acted that way.

Martina found it somewhat ridiculous, she straightened her messy skirt, and her cheeks had become very rosy due to the previous contact.

But she pretended not to notice and stubbornly stared at the man’s handsome face that was so close to her.

“Benjamin, I’m serious. We need to clarify our relationship,” She said. They couldn’t continue like this in such an unclear relationship.

From beginning to end, it was only her who fell. If Benjamin had any feelings for her, it was probably just a long–standing habit.

It couldn’t even be considered a habit, but more likely just because he saw her as an accessory and didn’t allow others to touch her easily.

At this moment, a hint of desire seemed to flash in Benjamin’s eyes as he lightly touched Martina’s earlobe with his large hand, seeming somewhat absent–minded. His voice was both tempting and indifferent, “What do you want to say?”

Martina took a deep breath, intending to speak her mind and make things clear. But just then, Benjamin’s phone rang again.

look to temporarily silence

on the other end was a foreigner, and they were communicating fluently in

focused on the conversation, except for his

several minutes, and there seemed

with anger, but quickly returned to calm. He covered the phone and lowered his voice, saying, “I have some urgent work to attend to and need to go out for a while. You will stay at home and wait for

ready for it, he

Martina suddenly felt tired.

lips, which were slightly swollen,

your

obediently, she never

gently rubbed

and her expression completely

stiffly on the bed, maintaining the motion

of getting along for the past

even have time to

their intense arguments in the past, didn’t he end up

one really cared about her feelings or her existence; she was just a

was like everyone knew that Benjamin was usually very

group relied on him, and even the entire Walker family relied on him, except for Martina. Just because she was

Martina collected all the last bit of softness

down again, using all her strength to finally retrieve

from under

the box, the things she

was just a double portrait with Benjamin’s name signed on it, and a portrait of

a lot of effort into it. It

to sign it, saying it was

was the first one Martina painted for Benjamin. It had been kept under her

to the dressing table and looked at her pale face in the mirror. Only her lips were red

had a strange beauty to it, but it also made her feel very