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.

work, Martina busied herself with her work in

drawing. As Elena sent over requirements and

necessary modifications.

that

they used the same methods and

results they

revered Martina with utmost

could match

it because Martina was good–looking that her artwork turned out so outstanding? Of course, this thought

work without realizing how much time had

she glanced at the time and was startled to find that it had

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

instantly resonated

you doing?”

worry, so she casually lied, “Nothing much, just

eating.”

Benjamin chuckle softly in response. “Then wait for me at the hotel for a while, I’ll

and tidy up within an hour for sure. She then

you shouldn’t continue

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

he gave over the phone, it wouldn’t

phone, Martina picked up the room phone and tried to have some food delivered to her room. However, every time she dialed, the line was

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

with various dining areas, and food was everywhere. Not only that, but there were also people from different backgrounds -some were locals,

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.

wanted to have some

found a relatively empty corner

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