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

Chapter 18: This is Not My Home
Her hands couldn’t help but tremble a little.

She stuttered, “Who are you? What do you want? Do you know that trespassing on private property is a crime and I can call the police!”

She thought that the person would feel scared or have some other reaction, but the person remained still.

From some details, it seemed that the person didn’t have any malicious intent. Martinal tried to muster up her courage and slowly walked towards the figure.

She still tightly held onto the wooden stick, ready to use it as a weapon if necessary.

As she got closer, she finally saw the person’s face. Her pupils shrank, and she dropped the stick to the ground. Her eyebrows were tightly knit together.

There was no joy in seeing the person. Martina asked with impatience, “Why is it you? Who allowed you to come here?”

The man was none other than Benjamin, the man whom Martina had been thinking about all the time.

To be honest, Martina didn’t quite understand Benjamin’s thought process. He used to be indifferent to her, but now he kept appearing in front of her one after another, as if he was trying to make his presence known. What did Benjamin want? Did he think it was worth. being happy and eager to see her embarrassed and in trouble?

Benjamin naturally noticed Martina’s emotional changes towards him. He thought Martina would be happy to see him, or perhaps like before, she would be coquettish and express her inner thoughts. But he never expected her to be so impatient.

Benjamin could clearly feel that he didn’t like Martina’s attitude towards him now. “Martina, why are you still living here? Is there anything worth staying for?” Once he opened his mouth, it was as if Benjamin was interrogating her.

Martina was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood his meaning.

authority to find out her address and came straight to her door without his permission? Look, no matter when, Benjamin always cared more about his own feelings and thoughts. Was it

increasingly indifferent, “If you came to make me go back, then I advise you to give up. I am not going back, and your home was never my

said before he came that he would

girl’s temper even worse, and she might not even listen

make any overly harsh moves, just stared at Martina with a

much, Martina didn’t want

that was both enticing and daunting. His eyes constantly showed

give Benjamin a hug, and maybe she could

not now, Martina

whether Benjamin would really come here in order to find her. But when all of this became a

big, and it felt

bit her lip, thinking about Elizabeth’s favoritism towards Amy and her

never have a good outcome.

look into Benjamin’s eyes, as it would easily expose her true. thoughts. She could only look down at her toes, trying to make herself

her head was too low, her voice was a bit muffled, “There’s

Benjamin’s family welcomed her and even wanted her to leave as soon

had already decided to part ways, then why didn’t they leave each other some dignity? Even if it

told you before, if there’s anything you’re unhappy with or if you want

old line, and to be honest,