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!

don’t understand what true love is, and you have no idea

does love you, but if her affection keeps going

when you cooperate with someone, both you and the other person

time, Benjamin didn’t take those words to heart,

interactions with Martina, he realized that she had indeed put in. more effort because he didn’t know how

back, he could try to

where was

by without notice as Martina continued to maintain her position, tightly pressed against the ground, feeling the discomfort of her

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

a beat. Did he really mean he

for her. Otherwise, why did he arrange

her head in self-derision,

thought that everything was arranged properly, and Benjamin would surely

bed, seemingly occupied

couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Would it never end? Was he unable

the bed took out his phone and opened

the In the end, the chat box contained only a short

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

Martina must be living in this place, in this small and

accustomed to it at all. How could

had been pondering over their past memories, the man’s headache

Benjamin’s temper would be gone if Martina just comforted him at this time. But recently, she even repeatedly challenged his bottom line, not only by renting a house outside but

pick her up, instead of waiting at home, she chose to completely disappear from

temper had long