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 20

Chapter 20: It’s really over

Benjamin seemed to have heard the most unbelievable words he could ever hear in his life. It was more incredulous than seeing his painstakingly built company suddenly facing bankruptcy.

Martina continued, “I don’t want to like you anymore. It’s too exhausting to like you, and I can’t take it anymore.”

In the past few years, she had never thought of giving up, but now she really couldn’t bear it anymore. It wasn’t just because of a few people’s dissatisfaction or hostility towards. her, but because she couldn’t see any hope. She didn’t want to spend the rest of her life in confusion.

If she could, she really wanted to make a name for herself and have her own career and life, just like now.

She didn’t want to constantly worry about what Benjamin was doing when he didn’t answer her phone. She wanted to focus on her own work without worrying about when he would come back. red.

Benjamin’s patience was on the verge of collapse, and the corners of his eyes turned “I know that you haven’t been feeling well recently because I have been busy abroad,” he said.

“I will try to make time for you and spend time with you alone every week. You can tell me anything you are unhappy about.

“You can make a list of the gifts you want, and I will make sure you are completely satisfied.

“It was wrong of the butler to treat you with disrespect, and I promise it won’t happen again.

“If you really don’t like living with my mom, I can make separate arrangements for you Before Benjamin could finish his sentence, Martina interrupted him, “It’s not because of these things. Even if there was no butler, no Elizabeth, we would still end up like this. Just because of certain people or things that made our pace hasten, we are not suitable for each other, why torture each other?”

only keep reminding herself with

need for the gift list you mentioned. I didn’t take away any of the thing you gave me before. Whether you gave them to someone else or sold them, it has n to do with me anymore. Just like I said,

around because she was afraid that if she continued to look at him, she

told herself over and over again not to be soft-hearted, every time this man appeared in front of her,

loved for six years, her beloved, how could

no longer pretend that he had heard nothing. His patience was at its limit. He was not a person with a

even know what you’re saying?”

you go your way and go mine. No matter life or death, we have nothing to do with each other. I don’t ask for anything else, just that we have no

to him, he couldn’t see her expression. Naturally, he couldn’t see Martina secretly covering her mouth and sobbing, even

only thought that Martina really hated him, so much so that she didn’t want to take

cold as ice, “Let me ask you again, will you truly

could ask Martina twice in a row, he

she looked directly into Benjamin’s

don’t

here to solve the problem and take Martina home. But what was she doing? Insisting on

the entire room seemed to drop, and Martina

the two of them became once again inescapable and

air was filled with an undeniable anger, as if he wanted to swallow Martina whole Benjamin towered over Martina, as if trying

couldn’t help but hold Benjamin’s hand and say, “Let’s stop fighting and

lips, “Since this is your decision, then as you wish.” In that moment, he

hesitate any longer, turned around