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

Amidst the commotion from the crowd, Martina finally managed to stand up from the ground. Her eyes immediately fell upon the god–like figure of Benjamin. No matter when or where, this man seemed to effortlessly stand there like he owned the place. His presence was like a reassuring anchor, quelling any fear in people’s hearts.

Meanwhile, Leslie was on the verge of tears. When had he ever felt so humiliated?

Perhaps it was because of the recent struggle with Elena that he was off his game, and it almost led to Miss Martinez being taken away. Leslie felt deeply ashamed, and now, when he retaliated, he did so with a particular cruelty.

With these people already showing no mercy, did Leslie need to show any kindness?

Sorry, he didn’t have such a good heart.

In the midst of everyone’s watchful eyes, Martina saw Benjamin, the god–like figure, approaching her step by step. She couldn’t express her exact emotions, but she felt a profound sense of relief.

She managed to utter the man’s name, “Benjamin.”

Elena was already scared and in tears. It wasn’t that she lacked courage, but she suddenly realized that this whole situation seemed to be caused by her again. She regretted showing up at the bar in the first place, but now it was too late for regrets. The incident had already happened, and what she needed to do now was figure out how to resolve it, not wallow in self–blame.

Luckily, Benjamin arrived just in time, preventing that man from forcibly taking Martinal away. However, even so, his presence was so overwhelming that it felt like he could kill someone with his aura alone.

He gave a cold glance at those who still seemed inclined to act, and then with the perfect coordination of Simon and Leslie, they subdued all those individuals.

the opportunity to call the police, and they just needed to wait

If anything had happened to Miss Martinez, this bar

seeking their own demise. Even if they wanted to flirt with other

should

from head to toe, making sure she wasn’t injured. Her face had only a

so, he still acted a bit

made people want to listen to him over and over

head. In that moment, she forgot to resist because Benjamin had once again

rubbed her forehead and said, “Good.”

it were before, encountering such a situation would have definitely angered Benjamin, and he would have sought revenge immediately. But now,

important thing was not to make Martina feel scared or misunderstand him.

Benjamin’s behavior. However, no matter how much he changed, he couldn’t just let others bully his woman

even breathe properly, like a child who had done something wrong, keeping

mustered up the courage to speak again, “I’m sorry, Benjamin. It’s my fault. Martina didn’t want to come to the bar, I

legs lazily crossed, and he tightly held his beloved woman in his arms.

something she could bear. Even with her status here,