Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 133: Can’t be So Unlucky

Martina nodded and took out her laptop from the suitcase.

“Go ahead and take care of your work. Don’t worry about me. I have some work to

finish as well,” she said.

The smiled faintly, “Okay, I’ll finish up as soon as possible and come back to accompany you. If you get hungry, just call the front desk. They can deliver food to the

room.”

In this hotel, the restaurant had two modes: self–service where guests would go and

select their food, and a dedicated waiter service where the food would be delivered directly

to the room. Benjamin probably didn’t want Martina to be alone, hence the reminder.

Martina chuckled gracefully, “I’m not a child anymore. Do you think I wouldn’t

understand these things? Just focus on your work. Don’t worry about me.”

Without saying anything, Benjamin planted a kiss on Martina’s forehead and then left.

Watching Benjamin’s departing figure, Martina quietly closed the door. The gentle kiss

he had planted on her forehead still seemed somewhat unfamiliar to her.

Martina let out a deep sigh. Since she couldn’t make sense of it no matter how much

she thought about it, she decided to focus on her work instead.

Martina busied herself with her

Elena sent over requirements and drafts, Martina

necessary modifications.

strange. Any part that Martina modified always

Even though they used the same methods and had

they produced

with utmost admiration. She couldn’t think

could match Martina’s

was good–looking that her artwork turned out so outstanding? Of course, this thought was solely Elena’s own and didn’t represent everyone’s

to work without realizing how much time had

at the time and was startled to find that it had already gotten

picked up her phone and just as she checked the time, she noticed that Benjamin had called

instantly resonated

you doing?”

Benjamin to worry, so she casually lied, “Nothing much,

eating.”

Benjamin chuckle softly in response. “Then wait for me at the hotel for

hour for sure. She then said, “Okay. Actually, there’s no need to hurry

you shouldn’t continue working. It’s getting late, and

understand.”

it wouldn’t change her mindset. It would be better for him to

up the room phone and tried to have some food delivered to her room. However, every time she dialed, the line was busy, indicating that she wasn’t the

hall wasn’t far away. It would only take a short time to go up and down the stairs, so she decided to go there herself. This way, she could also see what she wanted to eat and avoid wasting time and

to the restaurant. As she entered, she noticed that the restaurant was filled with various dining areas, and food was everywhere. Not only that, but there were also people from different backgrounds -some were locals, while others were foreigners. People of different races were all gathered

to eat. The restaurant offered a wide variety of cuisines, and it seemed like they had everything one could imagine. There was almost nothing you couldn’t find here. Whether it were locals or people from other places, finding a satisfying meal here was not

all.

wanted to have some snacks and

found a relatively empty corner and