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

Chapter 43 A Sense of Compassion
Martina could feel the gradual approach of Benjamin’s long legs towards the edge of the bed, until he suddenly sat down.

The distinct masculine aura that belonged to a man permeated the air and reached Martina’s nose.

She held her breath, afraid to make any movement or sound.

Whether it was due to nervousness or something else, tiny beads of sweat even formed on Martina’s forehead.

Her inner voice kept shouting. “Leave quickly!”

Given Benjamin’s personality, he would never willingly come to such a shabby place, yet here he was, sitting down.

Everyone else kept their heads down, not daring to make a sound, fearing to bear the brunt of Benjamin’s fury.

Benjamin noticed the way the sheets on the bed were folded, in a unique manner that he could tell was done by Martina him.

She had indeed stayed in this place before, but she had left once again, just to avoid The moment the intense feeling of Martina avoiding him crossed his mind, Benjamin had the urge to see what was hiding inside her head. What could be in her mind? Were there all just mush?

He only asked her to come back and even assured her that she could tell anything she didn’t like to him.

But why was Martina still not satisfied?

Benjamin didn’t say a word. Instead, he unconsciously recalled what Elena said to him a couple of days ago.

“Benjamin, you are indeed formidable and strong, especially in the business world. You are unparalleled!

“But when it comes to relationships, you are a blunt and stubborn man!

how to respect someone, you don’t understand what true love is, and you have no idea what it’s like to

affection keeps going unanswered, someday

you really not understand such a simple thing? It’s like when you cooperate with someone, both you and the other

to heart, but

interactions with Martina, he realized that she had indeed put in. more

was willing to come back, he could try to change

was she

maintain her position, tightly pressed against the ground, feeling the

Benjamin spoke slowly, “Keep searching. If we find her, no matter what it takes, we must bring her back, even

skipped a beat. Did he really

genuine feelings for her. Otherwise, why did

self-derision, silently waiting

everything was arranged properly, and Benjamin

that Benjamin remained seated by the bed, seemingly occupied with something, showing no

curse inwardly. Would it never end? Was he unable to see her well? Couldn’t

the bed took out his phone and opened

repeatedly, only to delete the messages again and again the In the end, the chat box contained only a

end, he didn’t send that message. Even if he did, the message couldn’t

in this place, in this small and

was truly not accustomed to it at all. How could this be the place where Martina lived?

been pondering over their past memories,

just comforted him at this time. But recently, she even repeatedly

she knew he would come to pick her up, instead of waiting at home, she

temper had long