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

Chapter 19: Let’s Break Up
Feeling herself falling into familiar and warm arms, Martina didn’t feel happy, but instead felt increasingly bitter inside.

She stood firm and lifted her head to meet Benjamin’s deep and bottomless eyes once again.

Benjamin’s eyes only had Martina in them, giving her an unprecedented feeling of deep affection.

Martina quickly turned her head away, reminding herself, “Martina, you can’t turn back now. Once you do, it’s a point of no return. If you turn back this time, no one will ever look up to you again.”

With these thoughts in mind, she extricated herself from Benjamin’s embrace.

“Benjamin, everything is already clear. That place is your home, not mine. I have no reason to go back,” Martina said.

She thought she had made it very clear, and given Benjamin’s extremely proud personality, he would not allow such provocation.

It was all over.

However, Benjamin just looked at her incredulously as she was pushed him away. Perhaps he didn’t even hear what Martina had just said.

Martina bit her lip, forcing down the pain in her heart as she said, “Please leave here, it’s not suitable for you.”

This time, Benjamin finally heard her clearly. He looked around the apartment, a place like a snail’s shell, what was there to be attached to?

His nice lips opened lightly, “A house where you can reach the end in two steps, without a dedicated closet, without monthly custom-made new clothes, without jewelry. Even the most basic living expenses cannot be maintained. Are you sure you want to live this kind of life? Are you sure you can handle it?”

Did Benjamin also think that she was a materialistic woman and was only with him for his money?

years. No

her only because Benjamin never paid attention to

longer had the urge to cry. Instead, she was exceptionally resolute and

luxury was easy, but going from luxury to frugality was difficult. However, Martina just wanted to show everyone that she could live without him and still lifted her head up high, even if it

she no longer wants to tolerate her

willing to argue when necessary. It felt satisfying, but it also meant cutting off

that, Martina spoke again without being polite, “So, Mr. Walker, please

to live the life where a single look from Benjamin could make her waver, and even

revolved her entire world around him, rejoiced and grieved for him, and

collected, but at that time he could

Otherwise, if he had come over, she would have

moved his finger, and his last bit of patience was

will you stop, Martina?,”

a fool of herself from beginning to

remembered what she had been thinking while she was cleaning the floor: forget

sniffled and said, “Benjamin, don’t you understand? I’m not trying to cause trouble with you. I don’t want to live in a situation where I can’t depend on you anymore. I am a living person,

life was tough, at least she could feel that she was

the two of

signs of conceding or backing down, which almost caused Benjamin’s long-standing bad temper to

world, he always approached everything from a businessman’s perspective and weighed every decision carefully, even when

who was once accustomed to a life of luxury, chose to abandon all her advantages and live in this small

did not lose his temper, Instead, he repeatedly endured and spoke with