Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Chapter 58: It’s Not a Breakup Unless I Agree Benjamin’s extremely harsh words underwent another transformation at this moment. His concernedgaze was so sincere, and he himself felt a bit panicked.

“Martina, Martina?!” he called out with increasing anxiety and concern.

Benjamin had no idea what was happening to Martina. He was simply worried that something mighthappen to her, after finally regaining her presence in his life.

Fear surged through Benjamin’s whole body, leaving many of the people present. dumbfounded.

They heard Benjamin urgently shouting, “What are you all standing around for? Take her to thehospital! Now!”

In the hospital, after a series of examinations conducted by the doctor, it was found that Martina hadsimply experienced seasickness. Combined with some nutritional deficiencies and the emotionalimpact that caused her to faint, it was a combination of several factors that led to her unconsciousstate.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too serious, and she just needed some fluids. She would regain consciousnessafter a while.

As Benjamin gazed at Martina lying on the hospital bed, finally quiet and devoid of the usual resistance,he surprisingly felt a sense of relief that had been absent for a long time. Even though Benjamin didn’tutter a word, he silently added in his heart, “Even if it means death, he will never let her leave.”

When Martina opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar white ceiling. The hospitalhad a similar decor in most rooms, so it’s no wonder she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

She moved her body and felt a slight sting from the IV needle in her hand. She could. only adjust herposition and continued lying there.

She also turned her head to assess the current situation and, as soon as she did, she noticedBenjamin walking in from outside the door. He was holding a lunchbox in his hands, and upon seeingMartina awake, his steps seemed to momentarily pause.

But Martina, upon seeing Benjamin, immediately turned her face away.

How could Benjamin not notice her reaction? Did she really not want to see him?

Benjamin set down the lunchbox and pulled a chair to sit by the bedside.

There was only a small amount of liquid left in the IV drip, and Benjamin glanced up to estimate thetime.

His gaze underwent multiple changes, but his tone remained rigid and cold as he spoke. “Even if youdon’t want to see me, you still need to eat.” With that, he opened the lunchbox to reveal plain chickensoup and a bowl of congee.

Since Martina had been asleep for the whole night, her appetite wasn’t good, and even. if there wasmore delicious food prepared, she couldn’t eat too much.

She took a deep breath, feeling that her body had improved significantly, and this led to her nextreaction.

She locked her gaze onto Benjamin, her eyes slightly red from fatigue, yet her tone remained incrediblyearnest and icy, “Benjamin, I don’t need your concern. Even if I die, I don’t need it.”

Perhaps this was so-called “belated affection is cheaper than grass”.

If Benjamin had treated her like this before, maybe she would have been deeply moved, moved to thepoint of recklessness once again. Even if someone slapped her in the face right in front of her, shewouldn’t feel hurt because she believed it would all be worth it.

Unfortunately, that was all in the past.

Benjamin impatiently closed his eyes; he was here, waiting for her to wake up, but not to listen to theseunpleasant words.

He set the food aside as if he hadn’t heard what Martina said, and then graciously ‘peeled an apple forher.

He cut a piece and put it into Martina’s mouth, and whether intentionally or not, his fingertips brushedagainst her lips, instantly stirring up mixed emotions within him.

Martina’s mouth was occupied and she didn’t want to waste the apple. In the end, swallowed the pieceof apple.

she Benjamin watched Martina’s response, and a faint smile finally appeared at the corner of hismouth. It was as if the weather had changed from cloudy to sunny, and even the temperature in thisroom instantly rose.

“Do you want more?” Benjamin’s voice seemed to have gained a touch of tenderness. Martina shookher head, her gaze carrying a hint of caution, and her attitude remained unchanged from before.“Benjamin, I’ve made it clear to you. I’m not going back,” she said seriouly. “Considering I’ve been withyou all these years, can’t we part on good terms?”

Martina couldn’t understand. No matter how much she used to make a fuss, Benjamin was alwaysindifferent. Why was he suddenly reacting so strongly now?

Benjamin pursed his lips and, with dissatisfaction, extended his index finger and pressed it firmly onMartina’s lips, saying, “Stop talking. There’s not a single word I want to hear.”

Martina was silent.

It was not a matter of whether to say unpleasant things or not. They were all adults, and the truthwasn’t always pleasant to hear.

Martina took a deep breath again and said, “Benjamin, how many times do I have to say it? I don’t wantto go back with you. We’ve already broken up!”

Upon hearing her words, Benjamin’s cold eyes held an inscrutable expression, and an intimidatingpresence emanated from him, keeping people at a distance.

He lowered his head, gazing at Martina who had just awakened and was still weak. How dare shechallenge him right after waking up?

Benjamin didn’t want to continue this topic and suddenly changed the direction of the conversation. “Ifyou don’t want to eat now, you can eat later. Unless I agree to break up, it doesn’t count as a breakup.”

What did he mean by saying “it doesn’t count as a breakup if he doesn’t agree”? Martina didn’t knowwhat to say. Was this really Benjamin?

Even though she had spoken so clearly, how could he still endure it? If anyone dared to act like this infront of Benjamin, they would have lost half their life by now.

Maybe because Martina knew that no matter what she said now, Benjamin would continue to act deafand dumb, she decided not to say anything at all. Knowing he wouldn’t listen, it felt futile to continuewasting time here-it was like talking to a brick wall.

Seeing Martina, who covered her head with the blanket and didn’t want to be seen, was like seeing adistressed silkworm pupa. Benjamin finally caught a glimpse of her past self in her.

At this moment, the aura around Benjamin, which kept people at a distance, gradually dissipated,replaced by tenderness that belonged to Martina alone.

“This afternoon, come back with me. After I settle the matters at the company in a few days, I’ll takeyou out to play,” he said softly. “Haven’t you always wanted to go to Carlsbad? And Korea too. I’ll takeyou there one by one in the near future.”

Martina was truly dumbfounded. She didn’t understand what Benjamin meant. Could it be that he sawher as a child? Give her a slap and then a sweet date, and she would be appeased?

From the writer:

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