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

The butler’s words were resolute and unmistakable, even a blind person could hear it. The butler must have reached some kind of understanding with Elizabeth, as they were both considering each other’s feelings in such a manner.

The butler said, “It was Miss Martinez who deliberately challenged Mrs. Elizabeth Walker before, and Mrs. Elizabeth Walker has always been tolerant. Now, with your words, won’t it deeply hurt her heart?”

“I can guarantee that Mrs. Elizabeth Walker has never done anything to harm Miss Martinez. If you don’t believe it, feel free to investigate.”

“However, you shouldn’t have said such words in front of Mrs. Elizabeth Walker. It only creates a rift between the two of you. Please refrain from saying such things in the future.”

Benjamin didn’t pay any attention to these words and casually dropped another indifferent remark. “I hope so. As I said, nobody should bother her during this time.”

His gaze swept around, and even the servants in the vicinity couldn’t help but tremble.

afraid to utter a word.

“Otherwise, if Martina leaves again, I won’t spare anyone involved.” After saying that, Benjamin carried Martina upstairs, back to their private room.

Elizabeth watched her son’s departing figure, a sense of being overlooked and neglected washed over her. Despite being the one who should have received care and attention, her son seemed oblivious to her presence.

All of this was because of Martina. It was clear that she shouldn’t even exist!

Inside the bedroom, Benjamin gently placed Martina on the large bed and carefully tucked her in, with a tenderness that resembled caring for a newborn baby.

However, instead of leaving after doing all this, he stayed in place and stared at Martina for a long time.

Martina had no idea what Benjamin was thinking, but she felt her emotions becoming more suppressed, to the point where she almost couldn’t carry on.

heard Elizabeth speaking in the villa, she already knew where she had

awakened by then, but the situation at that time was just too awkward. She didn’t know how to engage in a conversation with them, so she simply pretended to still

Benjamin

had no choice but

was on the verge of surrendering and revealing

the sound of Benjamin seemingly taking off his clothes, then

been tirelessly searching

tidy himself up properly. Now that he had

clenched together. She waited for quite a while and, after confirming that there was no movement, finally opened her eyes slowly. What she saw was a very familiar place. She had slept on this bed for six years,

indeed heard the sound of someone showering coming from

felt her mind in

actually able to say such things to his own mother. Was he intentionally pretending in front of her, or did he genuinely

him to engage in deliberate

hard she racked her brains, she couldn’t make

that? He had never cared about her

was Benjamin’s mother, which made it impossible that he had changed. No matter what, Benjamin would always unhesitatingly choose to stand by

asleep faster on that big bed than on any other. However, lying on the bed

her will, and even if she wanted to leave again, it probably wouldn’t be so easy because Benjamin wouldn’t give

away her phone, and given Benjamin’s personality,

continuing like this was not a solution either. If Martina still wanted to

and deeply love Benjamin

for another day. If there was even a slight possibility, she

of the bathroom door opening. It should be Benjamin finished with