Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 135: The Only Chance

Benjamin considered himself to be fearless, able to remain calm even in the most dangerous situations. However, when it came to Martina, the situation was completely different.

He did not respond to Simon’s eye contact, as he was quickly pondering the current situation in his mind. Visibly, the situation inside was becoming increasingly dire and he could no longer bear it.

Without a word, Benjamin took out a new room key from his pocket, seemingly intending to enter the room directly.

At this moment, Martina was also trying her best to stabilize the situation.

“Sir, please calm down. Let’s talk things through. I have many wishes, and at the very least, let me fulfill them,” Martina pleaded, trying to buy more time. “We have no grudges against each other. You really don’t have to treat me this way.”

Reasoning with a madman was completely useless.

Just at that moment, Martina clearly heard a faint movement, as if someone was using a room key to open the door. However, the man was so absorbed in his own mental world, screaming in agony, that he completely disregarded these subtle sounds.

Martina instantly understood that Benjamin had returned. However, the man still had the fruit knife pointed at her, and she couldn’t take any risks.

She racked her brains and suddenly came up with a more daring plan. It was as if she intentionally spoke to Benjamin outside, “Hey, standing here is tiring. Why don’t we sit down and talk?”

The man gradually snapped out of his own mental world but was once again triggered by Martina’s exceptionally beautiful face.

“Why should we sit down and talk? Why should I listen to you?” he retorted.

Martina clenched her teeth. “I’m not asking you to listen to me. I’m just giving you a suggestion. How about I count to 3, 2, 1? Let’s give it a try!”

Benjamin heard every word clearly. He knew this was their only chance, and despite the risks involved, he would do everything in his power to protect Martina.

refused to agree. He became

and Martina’s cooperation was seamless. Just as

the next second, the door swung open,

crouched down, feeling a chilling breeze passing over her back but not facing much

the man with the

kicked far away, he managed to crawl up from the ground in

towards Martina again, shouting, “Damn woman! Women are truly

the fruit knife about to stab Martina,

and he instinctively positioned

powerful kick, seemingly using all his strength. The man was sent flying and remained unresponsive for

Martina noticed something was wrong; Benjamin seemed to be

was pale with fear and rushed over, “Boss, are

was clearly a fruit knife stuck in, although it was only about a tenth of its

weren’t for the fine beads of sweat forming on his

Had Benjamin gone mad too? In such a dangerous situation, why would he use his own body to shield her?? If anything happened to him,

the time to reassure Martina, “I’m fine, just a

how could she not see that it was far from a minor scrape? It

arm and said,

did you save me? Are you out of

due to the depth of the wound, blood continued to flow from Benjamin’s back, and his clothes had

intensely red, whether it was due to the reflection of blood or