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 129

Chapter 129: Do You Hate Me?

They used to be very intimate. Now, why was Martina becoming so shy?

Even Martina was a bit disappointed in herself. She shouldn’t react so strongly. It would

be so embarrassing if someone noticed!

She slightly adjusted the blanket, feeling a bit awkward. But even this subtle movement

couldn’t escape Benjamin’s eyes.

Whether it was because of Martina’s slightly disheveled hair or something else,

Benjamin lifted his right hand and gently tucked a stray strand behind her ear.

red.”

His voice softly reached Martina’s ears, “I know you’re not asleep. Your ears are turning

Martina kept her silence, but deep inside, she couldn’t help but complain about Benjamin, believing that he intentionally said those words.

Martina awkwardly and shyly opened her eyes, glaring at Benjamin with dissatisfaction. “I’m too hot, can’t you see?” It seemed like she was showing a bit of “aggression“.

It had been a while since Martina used such vivid expressions to communicate with Benjamin, so this moment unexpectedly stirred something inside Benjamin as well.

Benjamin couldn’t help but curl his lips, fighting back a smile. “Of course, I am not

blind.”

Martina was speechless. The conversation seemed to reach a dead end, didn’t it? After about a half hour, Martina, due to physical reasons, wanted to use the restroom. But as soon as she left the restroom, she collided with a man head–on.

The first–class restroom on the plane was not accessible from the economy class

section.

Startled, Martina awkwardly apologized, “Sorry…”

She raised her eyes and found the person in front of her somewhat familiar–looking.

the more she looked, the

person turned out to be

eyes widened.

As he focused his realized that the person he collided with was

gaze, he

his face. “Miss

here?”

never expected such a coincidental encounter

take a

seemingly casual, and asked, “Are you

shook her head. “No,

“This flight is headed to

go on

embarrassed upon hearing that, unsure of how to respond

moment.

not really…” Martina stood there in

further. “Well,

while,

that Alejandro, after all, was the older brother of her best friend, and she needed to maintain a proper attitude. As for what

idea.

they were engrossed in conversation,

pulled Martina into his embrace, as if declaring his

his tone turned ice–cold, completely different from when

to Martina.

surprised. Perhaps he had already suspected that Martina would be

all–it was

was just thinking that Mr. Walker also be here, and here we are meeting so soon,” Alejandro said, gesturing politely. “It’s not convenient to chat here. Let’s return to our

in the end, he remained silent and

to their seats.

behind them, wearing a hat and having boarded the flight earlier, which was

Benjamin away. “If you have something to say, say

me along?”

the atmosphere

trace of grievance flashed in Benjamin’s eyes. Was Martina more willing

a cheerful manner than

Benjamin had no

of desolation, as if he were a pitiful soul, and

time, because she never expected

that Benjamin might confront her or

to ask her in