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

Chapter 152: Guys Should Also Be Careful When Out and About

Perhaps due to a lack of security, Martina quickly rinsed herself clean and walked out of the bathroom with her wet hair dripping.

Benjamin’s fingers on the laptop slightly paused as he turned around to see Martinal wiping her hair.

Martina tried to remain calm as she stood behind Benjamin, asking, “What are you doing?”

On Benjamin’s laptop screen was a document containing some preliminary design drafts and requirements for promotional materials for their company.

Martina had never heard of such a thing before, so naturally, she hadn’t paid much attention to it.

Now, seeing it suddenly, she couldn’t help but feel a bit curious. “Are you looking for someone to do design drafts?” If that was the case, it was right up Martina’s alley.

Benjamin seemed to have also thought of something. Martina had used all her painting skills to create numerous portraits of him before. Although those portraits were later destroyed, the memories of them remained in both their hearts, unforgettable.

Time could indeed pass so quickly, and people could change so much.

Benjamin mistakenly thought that Martina no longer liked painting portraits, especially those related to him, which seemed even more unlikely.

So, he didn’t think too much and simply said, “Yeah, the company needs it. I’ll be done soon. You can wait nearby, and I’ll help you blow–dry your hair.”

Their way of interacting with each other was actually quite natural sometimes, at least not truly awkward to a certain extent.

not for the unpleasant events that happened before, their mode of interaction would have been just fine. Whether it was Martina chattering incessantly in front of Benjamin or other situations, they

dislike that feeling, combined with some stimuli, that she finally

hair herself. How could she really let someone else help her? After all, she was

come closer and grabbed the hairdryer

a hint of reproach, but at the same time, there was some doting in it “Didn’t we agree that I would help you dry your hair? Why aren’t you

glance, “I just feel it’s not necessary. I’m not a little girl. You still have injuries. It’s better for you to sit aside and rest. I can manage

mind, he would not easily change

Martina dry her hair, which brought them even closer

hair was dry, Martina’s face had already turned incredibly red, and her whole body felt

was there always so much physical contact every time Benjamin helped dry

gaze made Martina wonder if her thoughts were too dirty.

things were not easily explained

not doing it

lay down to

they seemed to have managed to get along with each other like this. Perhaps it was because of the events that had happened before, leading to

without any words exchanged between

opened her eyes, she found herself snuggled in Benjamin’s embrace, the two of them intimately close. Her leg was even resting on

last night Martina had insisted on keeping some distance and even drew a line between them. Who would have thought that now

new

carefully removed the large hand from her waist, and then

did Martina know that all of this was actually within Benjamin’s grasp, including her