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

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Belated affection is cheaper than grass

The man pressed her down on the bed, just like before, and his body seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

If this was before, Martina would have a sweet feeling, but now she just wanted to break free as much as possible..

There was a saying that “belated affection is cheaper than grass“, and this couldn’t even be considered deep affection.

When Martina was almost suffocating, the two of them finally separated temporarily. In the eyes of Benjamin, he could only see Martina’s figure, as if punishing her for her actions during this time.

Benjamin actually bit her lips again?

“Ouch…” Martina couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

Benjamin slowed down and gently rubbed Martina’s lips with his index finger, giving off a cold sensation that should be from the medicine he applied.

He then kissed Martina’s forehead again and said, “Remember what I said, it won’t happen again. If you have any complaints or requests, you can tell me. You are not allowed to stay outside.”

He was always so domineering and stubborn, never paying attention to her feelings or asking why she acted that way.

Martina found it somewhat ridiculous, she straightened her messy skirt, and her cheeks had become very rosy due to the previous contact.

But she pretended not to notice and stubbornly stared at the man’s handsome face that was so close to her.

“Benjamin, I’m serious. We need to clarify our relationship,” She said. They couldn’t continue like this in such an unclear relationship.

From beginning to end, it was only her who fell. If Benjamin had any feelings for her, it was probably just a long–standing habit.

It couldn’t even be considered a habit, but more likely just because he saw her as an accessory and didn’t allow others to touch her easily.

At this moment, a hint of desire seemed to flash in Benjamin’s eyes as he lightly touched Martina’s earlobe with his large hand, seeming somewhat absent–minded. His voice was both tempting and indifferent, “What do you want to say?”

and make things

out his phone, gave Martina a look

person on the other end was a foreigner,

on the conversation, except for his index finger that was gently rubbing

there seemed to be

lowered his voice, saying, “I have some urgent work to attend to and need to go

silent, even though she was ready for it, he

Martina suddenly felt tired.

her lips, which were slightly

for your

wait here obediently, she never wanted to wait for anyone in the

and gently rubbed it, his tone slightly gentle,

say anything anymore, and her expression completely disappeared from her

a hurry again, Martina sat stiffly on the bed, maintaining the

of

didn’t he even have time to say a word? Or maybe… Benjamin didn’t

Despite their intense arguments in the past, didn’t he end

really cared about her feelings or her existence; she was just a joke in

everyone knew that Benjamin was

group relied on him, and even the

this, Martina collected all the last bit

Martina crouched down again, using all her strength to

box from

the things she found were not particularly

name signed on it,

put a lot of effort into it. It was her and

the signature, she forced Benjamin to sign it, saying it was

fast updateer bed all

walked up to the dressing table and looked at her pale