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

Chapter 137: The Woman Who Said One Thing but Meant Another

Martina seemed to be dec

numbing herself, unable to stay by Benjamin’s side

so purely anymore. Perhaps it was because of her past experiences that truly frightened

her.

“If one day his feelings for you fade away, you’ll still be a golden–caged canary. Do you

really want that day to come?” she talked to herself.

After an unknown amount of time, Martina finally walked out of the room with a calm.

demeanor.

At this moment, Martina saw Benjamin had already taken off his upper clothes, and it was wrapped in layers and layers of gauze, with faint traces of blood seeping through.

Benjamin looked at his wound in the mirror, as if he wanted to change the gauze again. However, because the wound was on his back, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t

quite reach it.

Martina had to step forward and took the initiative to help Benjamin sit down, asking, “Why don’t you let me do it instead?”

She convinced herself in her heart that no matter what, Benjamin was injured because of her, and she couldn’t remain indifferent. She had to take full responsibility.

In reality, Benjamin had the option to seek help from Simon, who would have been more proficient in this matter. However, he deliberately didn’t mention it because he wanted to get closer to Martina.

said you didn’t want to

in his tone, and at this moment, she was truly at a loss for words. Confronted this version

the cotton ball and said, “When did I ever

lie down there

Yet, the evident furrowed brow revealed his prevailing mood, reflecting the extent of his frustration

he was sulking, he was still under Martina’s influence.

all, it was a treatment he had never

the bandages from Benjamin’s body, followed by applying the medicine. The whole

movements were incredibly gentle, almost

minimal pain.

would occasionally ask, “How is it, does it

he wouldn’t utter a word of pain. But the current situation was different,

just that short sentence, Martina completely melted. After all, Benjamin had become like this because of her, and morally

deep breath. “I’m truly sorry. If it weren’t for me, you

endure such trouble.”

it wasn’t trouble at all. He was willingly enduring it. However, the current Martina couldn’t listen to such words, and he couldn’t bring himself

reassure him tirelessly, “Just bear with it for now, and it will be better once the

silent, with his breath fluctuating along with

calm, but Martina seemed to have exhausted all her strength and

quicken,

deep slumber. Martina started to ponder about her actions just now and couldn’t come to a conclusion for quite some

affected.

large wound, if not properly treated, could

Martina instantly panicked and hurriedly moved to the other side of the bed to

Benjamin’s eyes tightly shut, seemingly in great discomfort. Even in his unconscious state, his brows were furrowed