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

Chapter 87: Late Night Departure
In the study.

The computer screen in front of Benjamin was constantly lit.

However, his mind was not here at all. Despite a pop-up for a video conference appearing, Benjamin remained in a daze.

In recent days, a noticeable change had come over him, leaving him truly disoriented and unsettled.

As he reflected on the day, when he had delved into Martina’s past experiences, he couldn’t shake off the realization that she had been mistreated by almost everyone around her. Whether they were familiar faces, friends, family, or other relationships, none of them had treated Martina with kindness. In fact, there was an unsettling undercurrent of inexplicable dislike directed towards her.

Yet Martina never mentioned any of this to him. She always kept silent and swallowed her frustrations.

If Benjamin hadn’t personally investigated, perhaps he would still be in the dark.

According to Simon’s account, Benjamin was consumed by anger when he learned. about Martina’s experiences. Reflecting on his unintentional touch earlier in the day, which had triggered such a strong reaction from Martina, he couldn’t help but wonder if his ignorance, inaction, and subsequent disappointment had contributed to her current state.

Benjamin rubbed his temples. Some things ultimately required making some changes. Checking the time, Benjamin realized it was already midnight. He left the study and made his way into Martina’s bedroom.

As soon as he entered, he noticed that only a dim night light was on, and Martina was already sound asleep, hugging a pillow.

Martina, who used to cling to him and fall asleep in his embrace regardless of the time, had ultimately disappeared.

Benjamin seemed to have pondered something, but in the end, he didn’t stay in the room. Instead, he walked out again.

He took out his phone, put on a clean windbreaker, and left without looking back, accompanied by Leslie.

and Benjamin didn’t call

driving the car, didn’t know what Benjamin was up to. He looked at Benjamin through the rearview mirror and asked,

had no idea what Benjamin was up to. Benjamin

rooftop of a large upscale bar. Only individuals of high

had notified them, one

bottles of fine wine in his hands, clearly prepared for the occasion. Accompanying Adam were others, some of whom were his closest

their influential backgrounds and acted lawlessly. They considered themselves superior, looking down on everyone else, but in reality, their personal abilities were quite mediocre. Especially when compared to someone like Benjamin, they were completely outmatched. It was like the difference between a PhD graduate and a kid

wasn’t the main

Benjamin with a cheerful

had been busy and hadn’t had time to hang out with these “friends” since

though it was late at night, many people hurriedly came

one that absolutely could

anyone!

drinks. You finally took the initiative to invite us,” said Adam, in high spirits,

say much from beginning to end, at most, he just gave a stingy look, but that was about

the way, that woman I saw last time who looks like Martina, is she really Martina?” Adam asked. ‘Is she crazy? How dare she go to such a far

in front of Benjamin, Adam had no filter in his speech,

others chimed in, “Exactly, Martina

come I heard she came back? | knew she wouldn’t last more than a month before eagerly returning.

on babbling about Martina, as if they had turned it

amusement.

for Benjamin, this was not something to be happy