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

seamless. Just as Martina shouted,

the door swung open, revealing a familiar figure standing before

coordination, quickly crouched down, feeling a chilling breeze passing over

with the fruit knife was kicked

was also mad. Despite being kicked far away, he managed to

charged towards Martina again, shouting, “Damn

to hell!!!” With the fruit knife

tightened, and he instinctively positioned

using all

noticed something was wrong; Benjamin seemed to

fear and rushed

a fruit knife stuck in, although it was only about

nothing had happened. If it weren’t for the fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead, it would have been

trembled as she witnessed the scene, “Benjamin Had Benjamin gone mad too? In such a dangerous situation, why would he use

Benjamin still took the time to

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

and

save me? Are you out of your mind? What am I supposed to do if something happens

blood continued to flow from Benjamin’s back, and his clothes had already been

it was due to the reflection