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?

truly felt complicated.

Martina upstairs. As for Simon and

against Martina now because they

they definitely wouldn’t have a good time. Instead, in the days to come, the best thing they should

happy. If she wasn’t happy, everyone might have

Martina sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a cold expression, simmering with discontent. Well, it wouldn’t exactly be called simmering with discontent, but she was just feeling particularly

open the door, he saw a dark aura surrounding Martina, as if engulfing her entirely.

vibrant girl, and now she was in

as much as possible, but no matter how

could only hope that time would fade everything away, otherwise, he was afraid he

touch her. But due to certain reasons, he stopped just

Benjamin asked, fully understanding the

her head and looked out the

Martina didn’t want to waste her time like

lips, extending his slender fingers to

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

a

these words, Martina couldn’t deny

and said again, “Whether you’re happy or not, it matters a

comprehend why he was always affected by every action and

leave him, and

be by his side, just like before, without hesitation, no matter when

hoped that she could give him

any

it was impossible for her to do those things. Some