Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 70

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 70

Chapter 70: This Was Simply A Battlefield

Could it be that her son no longer believed in her?

The moment this possibility crossed Elizabeth’s mind, her face instantly darkened, and she wished she could just drag Martina off the bed right now and throw her out.

Unfortunately, Leslie was still present, so Elizabeth couldn’t openly express her true feelings too obviously.

In the end, Elizabeth could only forcefully suppress her inner anger and disappear from the room.

According to Benjamin’s wishes, it was best for Elizabeth not to go upstairs. She could freely command downstairs.

It didn’t matter what she did, but the second floor belonged to Martina, and Benjamin didn’t want anyone to disturb her and risk provoking her discontent.

Martina was already unhappy about being forcibly brought back, and if someone deliberately caused trouble in front of her, it would definitely backfire.

Benjamin now valued Martina’s feelings a lot, and naturally, he wouldn’t allow anyone to bully her in his presence, not even her own mother.

In fact, to put it plainly, Benjamin was trying to make amends. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to take action first, or else he would feel very uneasy.

Leslie watched Elizabeth leave, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This was simply a battlefield.

When Elizabeth left, the look in her eyes seemed like she wanted to kill. Had he offended Elizabeth?

Leslie deeply regretted it now. He would rather engage in a bloody battle with someone. for several days than endure such a stifling atmosphere here.

and no matter how dissatisfied Leslie felt, he couldn’t

he didn’t have any

door for Martina and added, “Miss Martinez, rest well. If there’s anything else, just call me. I’ll be at the

Martina didn’t say anything.

unreasonable, could Benjamin still tolerate it?

her almost falling out with Elizabeth would soon

her previous actions had not been sufficient. She needed to devise a plan to make Benjamin become more repulsed

…

was feeling a bit drowsy. As she continued to think, she unknowingly fell

again,

hear voices downstairs as if there

would enter this villa because Benjamin had agermophobia and didn’t like having too many

with others, she had to leave home and go outside. Otherwise, it would

eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that something was off. She decided to step out and take

Martina took a look. Downstairs, there was an automatic mahjong table

sitting around the mahjong table, dressed in glamorous attire, playing the

why Elizabeth did this-it

from her confrontation with Martina, she decided to

to turn a blind eye to it. His temper was even more resilient than Martina had anticipated. He appeared to possess the patience of a

believe it. Was this really Benjamin? Normally, hen would explode

happened to

asked, “Would you like to have some fruits? These are freshly flown-in fruits, they

glanced at them. They were just some very fresh grapes that looked

head and said, “No, thanks.” Then her gaze fell back on those women downstairs playing

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