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

Chapter 129: Do You Hate Me?

They used to be very intimate. Now, why was Martina becoming so shy?

Even Martina was a bit disappointed in herself. She shouldn’t react so strongly. It would

be so embarrassing if someone noticed!

She slightly adjusted the blanket, feeling a bit awkward. But even this subtle movement

couldn’t escape Benjamin’s eyes.

Whether it was because of Martina’s slightly disheveled hair or something else,

Benjamin lifted his right hand and gently tucked a stray strand behind her ear.

red.”

His voice softly reached Martina’s ears, “I know you’re not asleep. Your ears are turning

Martina kept her silence, but deep inside, she couldn’t help but complain about Benjamin, believing that he intentionally said those words.

Martina awkwardly and shyly opened her eyes, glaring at Benjamin with dissatisfaction. “I’m too hot, can’t you see?” It seemed like she was showing a bit of “aggression“.

It had been a while since Martina used such vivid expressions to communicate with Benjamin, so this moment unexpectedly stirred something inside Benjamin as well.

Benjamin couldn’t help but curl his lips, fighting back a smile. “Of course, I am not

blind.”

Martina was speechless. The conversation seemed to reach a dead end, didn’t it? After about a half hour, Martina, due to physical reasons, wanted to use the restroom. But as soon as she left the restroom, she collided with a man head–on.

The first–class restroom on the plane was not accessible from the economy class

section.

Startled, Martina awkwardly apologized, “Sorry…”

She raised her eyes and found the person in front of her somewhat familiar–looking.

But the more she looked, the more startled she became.

The person turned out to be Alejandro!!

eyes

hearing her voice, Alejandro also seemed surprised. As he focused his realized that the

gaze, he

on his face. “Miss

here?”

such a coincidental encounter and truthfully replied, “I

to take

Martina, seemingly casual, and asked, “Are you

head. “No, there are others

“This flight is headed to

on

upon hearing that,

moment.

sort of… or maybe not really…” Martina stood there in a daze for a

further.

them chatted for a while,

best friend, and she needed to maintain a proper attitude. As for what Alejandro was thinking, Martina

idea.

engrossed in conversation,

firmly and forcefully pulled Martina into his embrace, as if

turned ice–cold, completely different

to Martina.

seeing Benjamin, Alejandro didn’t appear to be particularly surprised. Perhaps he had

at all–it was simply as

that Mr. Walker also be here, and here we are meeting so soon,” Alejandro said, gesturing politely.

in the end, he remained

to their seats.

seated in the third row behind them, wearing a hat and having boarded the

have something to say, say it

me along?”

some reason, Martina felt that the atmosphere just now was a

fleeting trace of grievance flashed in Benjamin’s

with others in a cheerful manner than to

had no

of desolation, as if he were a pitiful soul, and he asked, “Do you really

a word for a long time, because she never expected

might confront her or get