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

Chapter 139: Awkwardness Struck

Benjamin was well aware, but he just hoped that he and Martina could reconcile, even if it meant resorting to some underhanded tactics.

Seeing Benjamin’s unwavering expression, it was as if he would really go and wash by himself if Martina didn’t agree.

At that moment, Martina could only compromise. After all, it was because of his injury, and she couldn’t simply ignore it.

In the end, Martina had no choice but to reluctantly take a clean towel and follow behind Benjamin, saying, “I’ll help you wash.”

At the same time, she got some plastic wrap from the front desk to better protect the wound from getting wet.

Ensuring that everything was in order, Benjamin entered the bathroom, and Martina followed suit.

Unnoticed by Martina, Benjamin couldn’t help but curve his lips into a pleased smile. Clearly, he had everything under his control.

Martina was internally cursing and grumbling, but on the surface, she had to continue enduring the situation. She wondered if Benjamin was naturally confrontational with her. Why did he always find various ways to make her yield and disrupt her plans every time?

Regardless, she could only take Benjamin into the bathroom. She put on an eye mask and had Benjamin sit in the filled bathtub. Relying on her familiarity with his body, she awkwardly washed him.

Whether it was his upper body or lower body, Martina managed to clean him without much difficulty. The only issue was that she couldn’t see clearly, so the process was slower than usual.

She didn’t know that during this time, Benjamin’s eyes were fixed on her, unblinking, without a trace of awkwardness.

close, Benjamin couldn’t help but recall their past together. Only after losing something did he truly realize its value. He had never imagined that one day she would want to leave him. And now, everything had

touched his wound and

you okay? Did I accidentally touch

eye mask, Martina realized just how awkward the situation had become. It turned out

felt as if her hand had become contaminated or something. This was simply too unacceptable.

Martina’s hand was in an

happened, Martina was overwhelmed with

back. She blurted out, “I

hold Martina’s wrist, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a growing intensity

believe what you said?”

and she

to come up with a somewhat acceptable

any longer; otherwise, she felt like she would be

excessive. Couldn’t he have subtly hinted at her not to open her eyes or

bathroom, now clad in a bathrobe. His exceptionally handsome face bore

at Martina, who felt increasingly awkward and didn’t dare to lift

down on the bed, leaving the other half of

“Sleep now.” she said.

Benjamin didn’t say anything.

time passed, but Martina had already fallen asleep for real. Meanwhile, Benjamin stayed up all night, taking out his phone and diligently searching various topics