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

Chapter 137: The Woman Who Said One Thing but Meant Another

Martina seemed to be dec numbing herself, unable to stay by Benjamin’s side so purely anymore. Perhaps it was because of her past experiences that truly frightened her.

“If one day his feelings for you fade away, you’ll still be a golden–caged canary. Do you really want that day to come?” she talked to herself.

After an unknown amount of time, Martina finally walked out of the room with a calm demeanor.

At this moment, Martina saw Benjamin had already taken off his upper clothes, and it was wrapped in layers and layers of gauze, with faint traces of blood seeping through.

Benjamin looked at his wound in the mirror, as if he wanted to change the gauze again. However, because the wound was on his back, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t quite reach it.

Martina had to step forward and took the initiative to help Benjamin sit down, asking, “Why don’t you let me do it instead?”

She convinced herself in her heart that no matter what, Benjamin was injured because of her, and she couldn’t remain indifferent. She had to take full responsibility.

In reality, Benjamin had the option to seek help from Simon, who would have been more proficient in this matter. However, he deliberately didn’t mention it because he wanted to get closer to Martina.

He whined, “You said you didn’t want to take care of me.”

Clearly, Martina sensed a hint of frustration and grievance in his tone, and at this moment, she was truly at a loss for words. Confronted this version of Benjamin, there was no one capable of preventing her from helping him.

Martina took the cotton ball and said, “When did I ever say I wouldn’t take care of you?

there and don’t

eventually chose to obey. Yet, the evident furrowed brow revealed his prevailing mood, reflecting the extent of his frustration

was sulking, he was still under Martina’s influence.

endure anything. After all, it was

body, followed by applying the medicine. The whole process seemed effortless, as if she had

incredibly gentle, almost causing Benjamin

worried, she would occasionally ask, “How

Benjamin’s arm were broken, he wouldn’t utter a word of pain. But the current situation was different, so he fabricated,

this because

deep breath. “I’m truly sorry. If it weren’t for me, you

fingertips curled slightly, and he actually wanted to say that, for him, it wasn’t trouble at all. He was willingly enduring it. However, the current

“Just bear with it for now, and it will be better

and then surprisingly fell silent, with his

the bandages, Benjamin appeared relatively calm, but Martina seemed to have exhausted all her

response from him. Her heart couldn’t help but quicken, and it seemed like she had genuinely been scared. “Benjamin,

slumber. Martina started to ponder about her actions just

wound, if not

the other side of

in great discomfort. Even in his unconscious state, his brows

ached again. Regardless of the situation, this