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

Chapter 94: The Romantic Restaurant
Elizabeth grew angrier as she thought about it and couldn’t help but approach Martinal directly.

“Never dream that just because my son spoils you now, you can become his wife, Martina!” she snapped. “I’ll tell you what, my son’s future wife that I have chosen will always. be Amy. No matter how hard you try, it’s all in vain!”

Elizabeth must have been truly furious and mad, or else she wouldn’t have spoken

these words directly in front of Martina and Elena.

Elena couldn’t bear it anymore. What kind of days were these? How could Martina have endured all those past years as a punching bag!? Both the butler and Benjamin’s mother could easily insult Martina!

Were they too confident in their own status or too disdainful of Martina’s position? Or perhaps it was because of Benjamin’s inaction that others had such misconceptions and dared to insult Martina?

Elena now understood why Martina had finally made up her mind to give up. If she were in the same situation, she definitely wouldn’t be able to endure even a day. This was not a life that any normal person could accept. Being with Benjamin was incredibly difficult.

Martina grew impatient and decided to take her phone and call Benjamin. Initially, she wanted Benjamin to hear what her mother had said. She also wanted Benjamin to feel more. disgusted with herself. After all, this time she had filed a complaint involving Benjamin’s mother, and Benjamin definitely couldn’t tolerate that.

However, to her surprise, the sound of Benjamin’s phone ringing came from outside the door. When did this man come back? He didn’t even make a sound with his footsteps?

Martina opened her mouth a bit, looking somewhat surprised.

However, it was evident that Elizabeth hadn’t finished uttering those harsh words, so she couldn’t take them back in time. They were heard loud and clear by Benjamin.

Benjamin’s expression turned sour. If the person saying those things wasn’t his own mother, he would surely make her pay the price.

Because now he also understood that it was due to his past inaction that Martina had suffered so much. Now that he finally managed to bring Martina back, he naturally wanted to improve their relationship as much as possible and be willing to make additional efforts.

Elizabeth appeared flustered. She never expected that the words she had spoken would be overheard by Benjamin. In this way, wouldn’t all the pretense and efforts she had made before be in vain?

Elizabeth nervously turned around and asked, “Son… Why did you come back?”

94. The Romantic

didn’t say anything; he simply walked straight toward Martina

behavior.” and “I’m

come in time, perhaps he wouldn’t have given Elizabeth

need to apologize to me. You just need to take

also had a general understanding of why Martina didn’t want to live in that house. It turned out

silent. After that, he assured Martina that Elizabeth would

assurances were made didn’t matter to Martina. She didn’t have any expectations of Benjamin, and

forced to witness this whole spectacle, didn’t know what to say. The more she watched, the sadder Elena felt. Her dear best friend should have a better life, but she was being treated as an accessory to Benjamin and constantly harassed

this really her own fault?

people had biased views of Martina and deliberately made things. difficult

was truly difficult for her

it was

going out to eat. It also happened to be an opportunity to send Elena back

out and have a casual meal rather than eating at home and having Elizabeth

arrive too late. Otherwise, the scolding from the boss would be

Benjamin took Martina and Elena, the third wheel,

food tasted quite good. It was

was also the restaurant that Martina had requested Benjamin many times to come. and taste together. Unfortunately, at that time, Benjamin was about to go abroad and didn’t

for it.

of the complicated reasons for coming to

restaurant to be somewhat

seemed like most

She realized that she was the third wheel. If it weren’t

the well-being of her best friend,

sitting on the