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.

she looked, the

out to

eyes widened.

her voice, Alejandro also seemed surprised. As he focused his

gaze, he

had his signature smile on his face. “Miss Martinez, what brings

here?”

coincidental encounter and truthfully replied, “I

take

behind Martina, seemingly casual, and asked,

“No,

for a moment. “This flight is headed to Carlsbad. Are

on a

somewhat embarrassed upon hearing that, unsure of how to respond

moment.

sort of… or maybe not really…” Martina stood there in a daze for a while before

pursue further. “Well, what

for a while, both wearing genuine

she needed to maintain

idea.

as they were engrossed in conversation, Benjamin suddenly

forcefully pulled Martina into his embrace, as

turned ice–cold, completely different

to Martina.

Alejandro didn’t appear to be particularly surprised. Perhaps he had already suspected that Martina would be here, most likely with

all–it

here, and here we are meeting so

end, he remained silent and

to their seats.

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

you have something

me along?”

that the atmosphere just now was

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

in a cheerful manner than to

current Benjamin had no right to express his

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

long time, because she never expected Benjamin to

that Benjamin might confront her or get angry,

ask her in this seemingly