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.

for his own work, Martina busied herself with

work involved drawing. As Elena sent over requirements and drafts, Martina made

necessary modifications.

Any part that Martina modified always brought endless

Even though they

the results they produced

had already revered Martina with utmost admiration. She couldn’t think of

who could

turned out so outstanding? Of course,

continued to work without realizing how

that she glanced at the time and was

the time, she noticed that Benjamin had called her. She casually

deep and magnetic voice instantly resonated from the phone,

you doing?”

didn’t want Benjamin to worry, so she casually lied, “Nothing much,

eating.”

wait for me at the hotel for a while, I’ll be back in about

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

you shouldn’t continue working. It’s getting late, and what you need now is

dutifully agreed, saying, “Alright, I understand.” In reality, her thoughts were

seemed to have guessed it as well, knowing that no matter how many reminders he gave over the phone, it wouldn’t change her mindset. It would be better for him to finish the work as soon as

the room phone and tried to have some food delivered to her room. However, every

realized that the dining 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

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

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

all.

to have some snacks

her food, she found a relatively empty corner and