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.

own work, Martina busied herself with her

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

necessary modifications.

Any part that Martina modified always brought

an expected outcome. Even though they used the same methods

mindset, the results they produced

revered Martina with utmost admiration. She couldn’t think

could match

her artwork turned out so outstanding? Of course, this thought was solely

without realizing how much time had passed

started growling uncontrollably. It was then that she glanced at the time and was startled to find

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

instantly resonated from

you doing?”

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

eating.”

quite obedient,” Benjamin chuckle softly in response. “Then wait for me at the hotel for a while,

time and realized that she could finish her meal and tidy up within an hour for sure.

there are unfinished work, you shouldn’t

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

have guessed it as well, knowing that no matter how many reminders he gave over the phone, it wouldn’t change her

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

that the dining hall wasn’t far away. It would only take a short time to go up and down

Martina changed into a different outfit and went downstairs 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

for something to eat. The restaurant offered a wide variety of cuisines, and it seemed like they had everything one could imagine. There was

all.

to have some snacks and

selecting her food, she found a relatively empty