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?”

her mind and make things clear. But just then, Benjamin’s

took out his phone, gave Martina a look to

the other end was a

for

at least several minutes, and there seemed to be some dispute

have some urgent

fell silent, even though she was ready for it,

Martina suddenly felt tired.

on her lips, which were

for your

didn’t say she would wait here obediently, she never wanted to wait

gently rubbed it, his tone slightly

anymore, and her expression completely disappeared from her

hurry again, Martina sat stiffly on the

their way of getting along

But didn’t he even have time to say a word? Or

Amy? Despite their intense arguments in

one really cared about her feelings or her existence; she was just a joke in everyone’s

that

and even the entire Walker family relied on him, except for Martina. Just because she was

the last bit of softness

Martina crouched down again, using all her strength

box from under the

the things she found were not particularly

a double portrait with Benjamin’s name signed on it, and a portrait

effort into it. It was her and him, and the two of them looked more

the signature, she forced Benjamin to sign it, saying

fast updateer bed all along, but it seemed like there was no need to keep it

her pale face in the mirror. Only her lips were red