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 matter how hard she tried, she always let others

people dared to act so arrogantly towards her only because Benjamin never paid attention

longer had the urge to cry. Instead,

However, Martina just wanted to show everyone that she could live without him and still lifted her head up high, even if it meant living

is gradually regaining her true self as she

argue when necessary. It

being polite, “So, Mr.

live the life where a single look from Benjamin could make her

the person who deeply loved him, revolved her entire world around him, rejoiced and grieved for him, and ultimately lost herself

still calm and collected, but at that time

he had come

his finger, and his last bit of patience was about to

you stop, Martina?,”

making a fool of herself from beginning

she had been thinking while

you understand? I’m not trying to cause trouble with you. I don’t want to live

if life was tough, at least she could feel

probably the biggest argument the

down, which almost caused Benjamin’s long-standing bad temper to flare up. His gaze landed on Martina once again, and his fist

always approached everything from a businessman’s perspective and weighed every decision carefully, even when it came to matters of the heart. He treated everyone

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

him was Martina, Benjamin ultimately did not lose