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

surprised. As he focused his realized that

gaze, he

signature smile on his face. “Miss Martinez, what

here?”

a coincidental encounter and truthfully replied,

take a

glanced behind Martina, seemingly casual, and asked, “Are

head. “No,

moment. “This flight is headed to Carlsbad.

on

embarrassed upon hearing that, unsure of

moment.

there in a daze for a

didn’t pursue further. “Well, what a

while, both wearing genuine smiles

she needed to maintain a proper attitude. As for what

idea.

as they were engrossed in conversation, Benjamin

Martina into his embrace, as if

Rodríguez,” his tone turned ice–cold, completely different from when he was

to Martina.

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

all–it was simply as he had

also be here, and here we are meeting so soon,” Alejandro said, gesturing politely. “It’s not convenient to chat here. Let’s

end,

to their seats.

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

have something to say, say it

me along?”

some reason, Martina felt that the atmosphere just now was

flashed in Benjamin’s eyes.

with others in a cheerful manner than

had no right to express his

a sense of desolation, as if he were a pitiful soul,

a long time,

that Benjamin might confront her or