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

Chapter 147

Chapter 147: You’re Quite Extravagant

The road was winding and extremely rugged; if someone was chasing from behind, they

would surely never catch up no matter what.

Regarding the voices of those discussions, Simon just silently listened.

Then he quietly followed behind Benjamin and Martina, acting like a follower. His main task now was to stay close to the two and help carry their bags and whatnot.

Along the way, Martina thought, since they were already here, why not just enjoy

themselves? After all, she couldn’t leave.

With this idea in mind, she decided to stroll around the nearby streets first, not bothering about the scenery on the mountaintop for the moment. She wanted to explore the

foot of the mountain first.

However, the cost of Martina’s shopping spree was that soon her hands were overflowing with bags and items.

But it wasn’t her hands that were full, but Simon’s hands were really, really full. Simon suddenly understood why there were so many men in TV dramas who engaged

in intense physical activities and various adventures without fear, but as soon as they went shopping with women, they felt scared. Mainly because women became tireless fighters

when it came to shopping.

Since Martina hadn’t had a proper shopping spree in a long time, being in a place like Carlsbad that day made her interested in everything.

Benjamin, on the other hand, had the mentality of being willing to accompany a beautiful woman at all costs. Whatever Martina wanted to do, he did his best to accompany

her.

of bags and Benjamin’s body not feeling quite

wore sunglasses on her face to shield from the sun, and a sun hat on her head, looking both stylish and beautiful. She also bought Benjamin a pair of sunglasses, primarily to hide

behind the sunglasses, Benjamin’s incredibly handsome appearance

were intentionally showing off their affection,

the other small.

them continued

near the edge

locked together and

write their

to the legend, if they wrote their names on the locks, hung them on the chain at the cliff’s

true.

legend, and whether it was true or not, they tended to

“How about we go and check

this time. “No, stay

it directly from him felt different. She said, “I don’t think it’s necessary. Trusting those things doesn’t seem like your style. Whether

the locks.”

very clear, and Benjamin should

and just took Martina’s hand, leading her to the

looked around her teens, with a particularly

immediately stood up from her small

take a look, or I

young girl selling

take a

curious gazes, the girl explained without waiting for Martina to ask, “Even though I’m not an adult yet, this stall isn’t mine. I’m just here to help my mom;

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