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 86

Chapter 86: Subconscious Avoidance

During this time, Benjamin’s gaze remained fixed on the pasta in front of Martina, not even blinking his eyes. It was as if he had spotted something that greatly interested him, with a mix of coldness and eagerness in his eyes that was impossible to ignore.

Martina felt her scalp tingling and embarrassed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get a bite of the pasta into her mouth.

In the end, she had to muster up the courage to ask again, “If you’re hungry, why don’t you eat my pasta first? I can get another one for myself.”

Luckily, there were still pasta left, so she wouldn’t go completely hungry.

Martina thought it was just a polite gesture, and Benjamin wouldn’t accept it anyway. After all, this man was known to be picky and wouldn’t eat anything that didn’t meet his high standards.

Surprisingly, Benjamin agreed Martina’s proposal. Without waiting for Martina’s reaction, he took the food from her hands, including the forks she had used.

Martina was speechless. Even though it was happening right before her eyes, she couldn’t fully accept what was going on. Was Benjamin doing this on purpose?

Benjamin complimented the taste and gave Martina a glance while eating the pasta. It was something she had never seen before.

Martina was truly baffled. She couldn’t understand Benjamin’s intentions anymore. And why did he appear here? How could he eat the simple food that she casually made?

In the past, only premium ingredients could barely tempt Benjamin to take a few bites. Otherwise, the only other possibility was food particularly prepared by selected chefs at home.

that Benjamin had been possessed by someone else during this

It was absolutely impossible. She knew what kind of person Benjamin was. Even if he seemed a bit different now, there was no way he

for her. She wouldn’t continue to holeheartedly

to climb out of that deep pit, so how could she fall back

various thoughts running through her mind, Martina eventually stepped back into the kitchen and made another pasta

she saw that Benjamin had already finished. eating. She didn’t say anything and instead lowered her head to eat, as if

upstairs to sleep as

stayed there, occasionally

looking through them, showing

directly ask him

home.

only pretend not to notice Benjamin as much as possible and continued to eat, keeping her

didn’t have anything to hold it

gently brushed away the stray hair from Martina’s face. His fingertips lightly. touched her cheek, and wherever

your hair

inner

dare to meet Benjamin’s gaze and

who had been feeling a bit thirsty and wanted to go out to get a glass of water,

the future. She didn’t want

be such a drastic change overnight. Why would

current Benjamin appeared completely different from before, as if he had transformed into a different person.