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.

left for his own work, Martina busied herself

Elena sent over requirements and drafts,

necessary modifications.

part that Martina modified always

an expected outcome. Even though they used the same methods and

they produced

revered Martina with utmost admiration.

could match

Martina was good–looking that her artwork turned out so outstanding? Of course, this thought was solely Elena’s

without realizing how much

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

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

voice instantly resonated from the phone,

you doing?”

Benjamin to worry, so she casually lied, “Nothing

eating.”

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

up within an hour for sure. She then said, “Okay.

softer. “Even if there are unfinished work, you shouldn’t continue working. It’s getting late, and what you need now

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

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 possible and

up the 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 busy, indicating that

thought for a moment and 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

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

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

all.

to have

food, she found a relatively empty