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 73

Chapter 73: It’s Important to Be Happy or Not

After bidding farewell to the three ladies, Martina’s face turned cold, and without saying a word, she got up and prepared to go upstairs.

Martina didn’t feel surprised at all about Benjamin’s abilities because in her eyes, there was truly nothing that Benjamin couldn’t do.

As long as Benjamin wanted to do something, he would definitely succeed. Winning a few rounds of Mahjong was just too simple.

However, Martina was somewhat unhappy. Why did Benjamin always have to intervene in anything she wanted to do?

Even in trivial matters like playing Mahjong, it seemed she couldn’t make decisions for herself her.

When Benjamin saw Martina making a move, he also subconsciously wanted to follow For some reason, he now genuinely wanted to stick with her, even if it meant being together all the time.

But at that moment, Elizabeth made another move.

She suddenly blocked Benjamin’s way, and the concern in her eyes didn’t seem fake. Perhaps she truly cared about her son, but her concern for Martina must be fake.

“Son, what are you doing? You haven’t finished your work yet. Isn’t it improper to come back in such a hurry?” Elizabeth’s voice sounded a bit anxious. “If someone with ulterior. motives finds out the reason, they might make gossip. You don’t need to worry about the matters at home.”

“As for Martina, you don’t have to pay attention to her. I can take care of her well. Don’t you trust your own mother?” she continued.

At that moment, Simon also arrived, carrying a stack of files in his hands. There were also some assistants following behind, carrying various things. It seemed that Benjamin intended to work from home.

Even a fool could see through all of this, let alone someone as perceptive as Elizabeth. Naturally, she could see everything even more clearly.

Could it be that her son had developed feelings for a woman like Martina?

mind, Elizabeth truly felt complicated. It

followed Martina upstairs. As

probably that no one dared to say anything against Martina now because they

the

happy. If she wasn’t

edge of the bed, wearing a cold expression, simmering with discontent. Well, it wouldn’t exactly be called simmering with discontent,

surrounding Martina, as

she was in this state. Was

possible, but no matter how much

everything away, otherwise, he was afraid

having the desire to touch her. But due to certain

fully understanding

the

unnecessary humiliation, and Martina

extending his slender fingers

wanted to smooth out the creases on her tightly knitted brows, but. unfortunately, the effect wasn’t

matters a

words, Martina couldn’t deny her suspicion. Was she hearing

seemed to have noticed something and said again, “Whether you’re happy or not, it matters

nor could he comprehend why he was always affected

he understood that he didn’t want Martina to leave him,

side, just like before, without hesitation, no matter when

could give him a big hug, and even

any

Benjamin also understood that with Martina’s current state of mind, it was impossible for her to do those things. Some things