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 43

Chapter 43 A Sense of Compassion

Martina could feel the gradual approach of Benjamin’s long legs towards the edge of the bed, until he suddenly sat down.

The distinct masculine aura that belonged to a man permeated the air and reached Martina’s nose.

She held her breath, afraid to make any movement or sound.

Whether it was due to nervousness or something else, tiny beads of sweat even formed on Martina’s forehead.

Her inner voice kept shouting. “Leave quickly!”

Given Benjamin’s personality, he would never willingly come to such a shabby place, yet here he was, sitting down.

Everyone else kept their heads down, not daring to make a sound, fearing to bear the brunt of Benjamin’s fury.

Benjamin noticed the way the sheets on the bed were folded, in a unique manner that he could tell was done by Martina him.

She had indeed stayed in this place before, but she had left once again, just to avoid The moment the intense feeling of Martina avoiding him crossed his mind, Benjamin had the urge to see what was hiding inside her head. What could be in her mind? Were there all just mush?

He only asked her to come back and even assured her that she could tell anything she didn’t like to him.

But why was Martina still not satisfied?

Benjamin didn’t say a word. Instead, he unconsciously recalled what Elena said to him a couple of days ago.

“Benjamin, you are indeed formidable and strong, especially in the business world. You are unparalleled!

to relationships, you are a blunt and stubborn

to respect someone, you don’t understand what true love is, and you have no

keeps going

simple thing? It’s like when you cooperate with someone, both you and the other person are undoubtedly

those words to heart, but now he kept pondering

he realized that she had indeed put in. more effort because he didn’t know how to properly handle

to come back, he could try to change

where was

her position, tightly pressed against the ground, feeling the discomfort

“Keep searching. If we find her, no matter what it takes, we must bring her back, even if it means forcefully bringing her

beat. Did he really mean he would

genuine feelings for her. Otherwise, why did he arrange things

shook her head in self-derision, silently waiting

that everything was arranged properly, and Benjamin would surely leave with his

noticed that Benjamin remained seated by the bed,

it never end? Was he unable to

bed took out his phone and

to delete the messages again and again the In the end, the

the end, he didn’t send that message. Even if

be living in this place, in

accustomed to it at all. How could this be the place

he had been pondering over their past memories,

would be gone if Martina just comforted him at this time. But recently, she even repeatedly challenged his bottom line, not only by renting a house outside but also by disregarding

come to pick her up, instead

had long reached its