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

Chapter 133

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.

for his own work, Martina busied herself with

As Elena sent over requirements and drafts,

necessary modifications.

was truly strange. Any part that Martina modified

expected outcome. Even though they used the

they

had already revered Martina with utmost

could match Martina’s

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

work without realizing how much time had passed

growling uncontrollably. It was then that she glanced at the time and was startled to find that it had already gotten

picked up her phone and just as she checked the time,

deep and magnetic voice instantly resonated from the phone,

you doing?”

to worry, so

eating.”

for me at the

she could finish her meal and tidy up within an hour for sure. She then said, “Okay.

unfinished work, you shouldn’t continue working. It’s getting

agreed, saying, “Alright, I understand.”

how many reminders he gave over the phone, it wouldn’t change her

delivered to her room. However, every

go up and down the stairs, so

dining areas, and food was everywhere. Not only that, but

by a server, Martina entered the restaurant and began searching for something 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

all.

to have some snacks and

her food, she found a relatively

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