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 28

Chapter 28: The Last Two Days

“What do you mean?” Martina clearly didn’t understand. She felt that the man’s words. were too profound, making it difficult for her to comprehend for a while.

However, Benjamin had a completely different perspective. He believed that Martinal

was deliberately playing with him. “So, you really want to never see me again for a lifetime?”

He asked grimly. “Do you think it’s possible? Do you think I would give you such an

opportunity?”

The anger in Benjamin’s eyes gradually surfaced. He had indeed endured for a long

time, to the point where he could no longer bear it.

“Benjamin, I believe that I have made it very clear between us. Regardless of whether

you think it’s possible or not, it will eventually become a reality. We are done.” Martina

answered. She intended to explain things to Benjamin in the most straightforward manner.

Then, just like when she came, she would leave lightly, without taking anything or

affecting anyone.

But now it seemed that things weren’t as simple as they appeared, because Benjamin

had never intended to let go of her so easily.

Could it be that in Benjamin’s eyes, Martina had truly become a mere accessory to be

carried around? To the point where even a slight disobedience would make him feel.

offended?

Martina increasingly felt that her past efforts and perseverance were nothing but a

ridiculous endeavor.

affection seemed to others like a tool

was a laughingstock, a

as Martina was still contemplating trying to reason with Benjamin, he spoke again, “I gave you time to calm down, to think carefully about when you’ll come back. Whatever you want, I can

of what to

a brick

uttered with

escaping my

easily kill Martina, as simple

expression and aura were telling Martina that it would be in her best interest not to seek a

words were somewhat extreme, but the more he spoke, the more disgusted Martina felt

she wanted to

though she was also a victim in

and bitter laugh,

for so many years had become a stranger in

questioned, “Benjamin, do you think you can still control

told you before that I want to break

thought about it for a long

from you, nor do I want any verbal promises.

want to separate.

heard me clearly, I can say

her sentence,

pressed her down.

hers, biting down like an enraged

recently healed lips swelled once again, and

metallic and sweet flavors.

push Benjamin away in pain, but she realized that his strength

overwhelming. Due to the vast difference

failed.

resistance and stood

to her,

teardrops, without warning, fell onto

only then realizing what he had done. The last

see was her tears.

urge to harm, and his voice

to move back. If you move

give you whatever you want, and

you can tell me.”

said the same words,

is

to wipe away the

he restrained himself in the

the final command, “Martina, I’m not discussing