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.

already asleep, and Benjamin didn’t

looked at Benjamin

and had no idea what Benjamin was up to. Benjamin didn’t say a word; he just instructed Leslie

the rooftop of a large upscale bar. Only individuals of

notified them, one person

fine wine in his hands, clearly prepared

quite mediocre. Especially when compared to someone like Benjamin,

clearly wasn’t the main

sat across from Benjamin with a

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

though it was late at night, many people hurriedly came together.

position in their hearts, one that absolutely could not be shaken

anyone!

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

much from beginning to end, at most, he just gave

Martina, is she really Martina?” Adam asked. ‘Is she crazy? How dare she go to such a far place alone, and by

Benjamin, Adam had no filter in

in, “Exactly,

to leave this time, right? How come I heard she came back? | knew she wouldn’t last more than a

kept on babbling about Martina, as if they had turned it into

amusement.

Benjamin, this was not something to be happy