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

gaze, he

signature smile on his face. “Miss Martinez,

here?”

such a coincidental encounter and

to take a

Martina, seemingly casual, and asked, “Are

her head. “No, there are others

“This flight is headed to Carlsbad.

on a

upon hearing that, unsure of how to

moment.

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

didn’t pursue further. “Well, what a

chatted for a while, both wearing

older brother of her best friend, and she needed to maintain a proper attitude. As for what Alejandro was thinking,

idea.

were engrossed in conversation,

Martina into his embrace, as if

turned ice–cold, completely

to Martina.

Alejandro didn’t appear to be particularly surprised. Perhaps he had already suspected that Martina would be here,

it unexpected at all–it was simply as

so soon,” Alejandro said, gesturing politely.

end, he remained silent and led

to their seats.

wearing a hat and having boarded the flight earlier,

Benjamin away. “If you have something

me along?”

felt that the atmosphere just now was a

of grievance flashed in Benjamin’s eyes. Was Martina

a cheerful manner than to have any contact with

Benjamin had no right to express

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

time, because she never expected Benjamin to

had considered that Benjamin might confront