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.

flashed through Martina’s mind uncontrollably. Could it be that Benjamin had been possessed by someone else during this time, turning into

Martina instinctively rejected it. It couldn’t be true. It was absolutely impossible. She knew what kind of person Benjamin was. Even if he seemed

for her. She wouldn’t continue to holeheartedly like before. If Benjamin’s current

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

Martina eventually stepped back

that Benjamin had already finished. eating. She didn’t say anything and instead lowered her head to

Benjamin would go upstairs to sleep

he stayed there, occasionally picking up the documents handed

Simon and looking through them, showing no

unable to directly ask

home.

Benjamin as much as possible

didn’t have anything to hold it in place, her hair gradually scattered, causing

brushed away the stray hair from Martina’s face. His fingertips lightly. touched her cheek, and wherever his touch had been, Martina felt a special

your hair up,” Benjamin curled his fingers, making

conceal his inner disappointment

meet Benjamin’s gaze and responded slightly, “Got

to get a glass of water, unexpectedly witnessed this

now, and certainly not in the future. She

was going on, why there seemed to be such a drastic change overnight. Why would

had transformed into