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

Chapter 158: How Could My Son Fall for a Woman Like You?

Martina headed downstairs.

After Benjamin left, Martina actually prepared to go out in just a few minutes.

Benjamin had already left home, probably off to attend to his busy work schedule. Similarly, Simon was not downstairs either. Only Leslie was sitting there obediently, looking like a schoolchild, occasionally yawning.

Elizabeth came out with a plate of fruit and happened to make eye contact with Martina.

Leslie took the initiative to greet Martina, “Miss Martinez, are you heading out?”

“Yes, I’m going out to eat something. Would you like to come with me?” Martina nodded, completely ignoring Elizabeth.

Her words were meant to reassure Benjamin, so she wouldn’t play around and waste more time. Now that she finally had some freedom, she didn’t want to spoil it.

Leslie immediately got up, suddenly feeling wide awake, “Sure, Miss Martinez. Where shall we go? I’ll drive now!”

Elizabeth saw everything and felt extremely displeased. “Is there no food at home? There are so many chefs serving you, yet you still want to eat outside?”

“Martina, it appears that my son is overly respectful to you, but you still lack self- awareness!” she continued, “Today, no matter what, you better not go out! The food is about to be ready, so don’t go causing trouble for no reason!”

Martina could understand Elizabeth’s behavior now. It was nothing more than not liking Martina and deliberately trying to pick a fight. However, Martina had changed a long time ago. How could she allow Elizabeth to continue bullying her?

forward, blocking in front of Martina. “Mrs. Walker, this is the boss’s decision. The boss said that as long as

wouldn’t dare to speak nonsense here unless

Every time she saw Martina, her mood seemed to be at its worst, and she couldn’t

kept saying you wanted to leave before, and now you refuse to

countless times. It was merely because Elizabeth didn’t

you one last time,” Martina stated with an icy-cold tone. “It’s not that I don’t want to leave; it’s that your son

I’m sure you can see how much your son values me these days, right?” Martina inadvertently revealed the bracelet on her wrist as she spoke. It was a particularly well- crafted

on Martina’s wrist and it seemed to be of great value,

for jewelry, especially jade accessories. Seeing such a fine piece, she

over to Martina and began pulling at her wrist, demanding in a hoarse voice, “Where did you get this bracelet? Did you

spend my son’s money, and use his resources. And now, you even make him buy you such

was her behavior becoming more and more intolerable? And what did the bracelet on her wrist have to do with Benjamin? It was just that she saw a bracelet on a street vendor’s stall that looked decent enough, so she bought it to wear

seemed to have deeply provoked Elizabeth. It was

Martina did it with a mindset to witness a joke, or

that struck at the heart, “I

asked, “What do you mean

view, she hadn’t said anything wrong. Martina indeed relied completely on her son,

was faked. “What I meant is that I also sleep with your son. Are you angry? If you’ve got