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

drawing. As Elena sent over requirements and drafts, Martina

necessary modifications.

that Martina modified always brought

though they used the same

results they produced felt

with utmost admiration. She

could match

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

realizing how much time had passed

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

phone and just as she checked the time,

magnetic voice instantly resonated from the phone,

you doing?”

to worry, so she casually lied,

eating.”

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

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

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

understand.” In reality, her

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

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 she wasn’t the only one making

short time to go up and down the stairs, so she

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

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 here. Whether it were

all.

to have

her food, she found a relatively empty corner