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

Chapter 36: Martina Used to Cherish Him
Benjamin walked directly step by step, lowering his head to see clearly what was in the box. It turned out to be a collection of broken pieces of paper. Moreover, they were colorful.

Benjamin didn’t think much about it, but his sharp gaze couldn’t be described as gentle. He rubbed his swollen temporal region and realized that this must be done by Martina,

which sparked other thoughts in his mind.

Then, one by one, he took out those pieces of paper from the box and examined them. To his surprise, when he looked at them, even the emotions he had barely suppressed

in his heart surged up again!

What was this?

Why were there so many fragments of portrait drawings here?

If these fragments were pieced together, the person in the portrait was Benjamin, clearly a portrait that Martina personally copied for him before.

Once, Martina cherished these portraits like treasures, and he still remembered what

she said.

“Benjamin, when you’re not at home, all these portraits of you can accompany me. I promise to patiently wait for your return.”

“But… Benjamin, can you spare more time to be with me? Don’t worry, it doe

be too long, even just a few minutes every day would do.”

“Benjamin, what should I do if one day you can’t find me?”

“If you don’t really like me –”

Those words from the past were vivid in Benjamin’s mind. Back then, he didn’t reall take these words to heart.

thought that Martina would leave him. Even though she used to leav home every time, she always cAme back

long as he personally found

be like a little cat

all that Benjamin had once owned disappeared completely, emphasizing the sheer absurdity of

up, and he impatiently took out his

number.

investigation, as

Benjamin remained petrified, showing no

reaction.

chirping of birds outside the window that gradually spurred

action.

the couple’s water cup on the table, yes, it was a creation of Martina’s. He picked up one of the cups, his expression growing increasingly dark and ominous. Whether

“crash,” the

at the shattered cup, broken into several pieces on the floor.

Martina…

saw his boss picking up the broken glass cup from the floor. The fragments were sharp, and in an inadvertent moment, they cut Benjamin’s hand, but he seemed

throw the shards into the trash bin. Instead, he placed

one on the table.

the table, he wiped the blood off his hand and asked Simon, “So, what’s the

aid kit from the side, intending to bandage Benjamin’s hand, but he was met

of surveillance camera records, Miss Martinez left the

she left with minimal belongings, carrying only

card to purchase two plane tickets. “One ticket was for Miss Martinez herself, and the other one was for Miss

replied, “It’s in Carlsbad. Miss Martinez seems to have gone on

longer dwelled on it. He decisively stood up and instructed Simon again, “Buy the earliest plane tickets to

shocked this time, Simon

of the boss, neved any personal

dared to defy the boss’s wishes and even went out to play when she knew the boss would come

simply hadn’t finished having fun, hoping that everything