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?

for all these years. No matter how hard she tried, she always

act so arrogantly towards her only

no longer had the urge to cry. Instead, she was exceptionally resolute

frugality was difficult. However, Martina just wanted to show everyone that she could

is gradually regaining her true self as she no longer wants to

when necessary. It felt satisfying,

without being polite, “So, Mr. Walker, please

Benjamin could

to be the person who deeply loved him, revolved her entire world around him, rejoiced and grieved for him, and

but at that time

had come over, she

finger, and his last bit of patience was

you stop, Martina?,”

Benjamin’s eyes, she was just making a

could almost see her reflection. Martina remembered what she had been thinking while she was cleaning the floor: forget about him, she had to forget about him and

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,

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

probably the biggest argument the two of them had

temper to flare up. His gaze

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

all her advantages and live in this small and shabby rental

Benjamin ultimately did not lose his temper, Instead, he repeatedly endured and