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 58

Chapter 58: It’s Not a Breakup Unless I Agree

Benjamin’s extremely harsh words underwent another transformation at this moment. His concerned gaze was so sincere, and he himself felt a bit panicked.

“Martina, Martina?!” he called out with increasing anxiety and concern.

Benjamin had no idea what was happening to Martina. He was simply worried that something might happen to her, after finally regaining her presence in his life.

Fear surged through Benjamin’s whole body, leaving many of the people present. dumbfounded.

They heard Benjamin urgently shouting, “What are you all standing around for? Take her to the hospital! Now!”

In the hospital, after a series of examinations conducted by the doctor, it was found that Martina had simply experienced seasickness. Combined with some nutritional deficiencies and the emotional impact that caused her to faint, it was a combination of several factors that led to her unconscious state.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too serious, and she just needed some fluids. She would regain consciousness after a while.

As Benjamin gazed at Martina lying on the hospital bed, finally quiet and devoid of the usual resistance, he surprisingly felt a sense of relief that had been absent for a long time. Even though Benjamin didn’t utter a word, he silently added in his heart, “Even if it means death, he will never let her leave.”

When Martina opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar white ceiling. The hospital had a similar decor in most rooms, so it’s no wonder she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

She moved her body and felt a slight sting from the IV needle in her hand. She could. only adjust her position and continued lying there.

She also turned her head to assess the current situation and, as soon as she did, she noticed Benjamin walking in from outside the door. He was holding a lunchbox in his hands, and upon seeing Martina awake, his steps seemed to momentarily pause.

Benjamin, immediately turned

Did she really not want to see

lunchbox and pulled a

only a small amount of liquid left in the IV drip, and Benjamin glanced up to estimate

rigid and cold as he spoke. “Even if you don’t want to see me, you still need to eat.” With that,

appetite wasn’t good, and even. if there was more delicious food

had improved

eyes slightly red from fatigue, yet her tone remained incredibly earnest and icy, “Benjamin,

so-called “belated affection

like this before, maybe she would have been deeply moved, moved to the point of recklessness once again. Even if someone slapped her in the face right in front of her, she wouldn’t feel hurt because she believed it would all be worth

that was all in

here, waiting for her to wake

the food aside as if he hadn’t heard what Martina said, and then graciously ‘peeled an

whether intentionally or not, his fingertips

she didn’t want to waste the apple. In the end,

faint smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth. It was as if the weather had changed from cloudy to sunny, and even the temperature in

shook her head, her gaze carrying a hint of caution, and her attitude remained unchanged from before. “Benjamin, I’ve made it clear to you.

much she used to make a fuss, Benjamin was always indifferent.

and, with dissatisfaction, extended his index finger and pressed it firmly on Martina’s lips, saying, “Stop talking. There’s not

Martina was silent.

matter of whether to say unpleasant things or not. They were all adults, and the truth wasn’t always pleasant to