Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Chapter 73: It’s Important to Be Happy or Not After bidding farewell to the three ladies, Martina’s face turned cold, and without saying a word, she gotup and prepared to go upstairs.

Martina didn’t feel surprised at all about Benjamin’s abilities because in her eyes, there was trulynothing that Benjamin couldn’t do.

As long as Benjamin wanted to do something, he would definitely succeed. Winning a few rounds ofMahjong was just too simple.

However, Martina was somewhat unhappy. Why did Benjamin always have to intervene in anything shewanted to do?

Even in trivial matters like playing Mahjong, it seemed she couldn’t make decisions for herself her.

When Benjamin saw Martina making a move, he also subconsciously wanted to follow For somereason, he now genuinely wanted to stick with her, even if it meant being together all the time.

But at that moment, Elizabeth made another move.

She suddenly blocked Benjamin’s way, and the concern in her eyes didn’t seem fake. Perhaps shetruly cared about her son, but her concern for Martina must be fake.

“Son, what are you doing? You haven’t finished your work yet. Isn’t it improper to come back in such ahurry?” Elizabeth’s voice sounded a bit anxious. “If someone with ulterior. motives replaces out the reason,they might make gossip. You don’t need to worry about the matters at home.”

“As for Martina, you don’t have to pay attention to her. I can take care of her well. Don’t you trust yourown mother?” she continued.

At that moment, Simon also arrived, carrying a stack of files in his hands. There were also someassistants following behind, carrying various things. It seemed that Benjamin intended to work fromhome.

Even a fool could see through all of this, let alone someone as perceptive as Elizabeth. Naturally, shecould see everything even more clearly.

Could it be that her son had developed feelings for a woman like Martina?

With this thought in mind, Elizabeth truly felt complicated. It was just too uncomfortable for her.

At this moment, Benjamin didn’t say a word and followed Martina upstairs. As for Simon and the others,they silently moved everything to the study.

It was probably that no one dared to say anything against Martina now because they knew she wascrucial to the boss.

If they angered Martina, they definitely wouldn’t have a good time. Instead, in the days to come, thebest thing they should do was to flatter Martina!

As long as Martina was happy, everyone could be happy. If she wasn’t happy, everyone might have tobe “buried” together.

Inside the bedroom, Martina sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a cold expression, simmering withdiscontent. Well, it wouldn’t exactly be called simmering with discontent, but she was just feelingparticularly upset inside.

As soon as Benjamin pushed open the door, he saw a dark aura surrounding Martina, as if engulfingher entirely. His heart was filled with even more heartache.

Martina used to be such a lively and vibrant girl, and now she was in this state. Was all of this trulycaused by himself?

Benjamin wanted to change this situation as much as possible, but no matter how much he thoughtabout it, it seemed there was no better solution.

He could only hope that time would fade everything away, otherwise, he was afraid he would never beable to forgive himself.

Step by step, Benjamin approached Martina, clearly having the desire to touch her. But due to certainreasons, he stopped just one step away from Martina.

“Unhappy?” Benjamin asked, fully understanding the situation.

Martina didn’t even lift her head and looked out the window. “Does it matter if I’m happy or not?”

It was just an unnecessary humiliation, and Martina didn’t want to waste her time like this.

Benjamin pursed his lips, extending his slender fingers to gently touch Martina’s forehead.

It seemed like he wanted to smooth out the creases on her tightly knitted brows, but. unfortunately, theeffect wasn’t very good.

“It matters a lot,” he said.

Upon hearing these words, Martina couldn’t deny her suspicion. Was she hearing things?

Benjamin seemed to have noticed something and said again, “Whether you’re happy or not, it mattersa lot to me.”

Perhaps he hadn’t fully understood his own heart before, nor could he comprehend why he was alwaysaffected by every action and movement of Martina’s.

Now he understood that he didn’t want Martina to leave him, and he certainly didn’t want her todisappear from his sight.

Benjamin hoped that Martina could be by his side, just like before, without hesitation, no matter whenor where.

He hoped that she could give him a big hug, and even a kiss.

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But Benjamin also understood that with Martina’s current state of mind, it was impossible for her to dothose things. Some things could only progress gradually.

Martina finally lifted her head slightly, and their eyes met, as if something explosive was happeningbetween them. She said, “Benjamin, if you really want to make me happy, then let me go. I don’t wantto stay here for another day.”

Benjamin remained stubborn as ever. This man was never to be doubted. It was already.

quite rare for him to give Martina chances again and again.

“Except for that, everything else is possible,” Benjamin said in a low voice. “I’ve told you, no matterwhat, don’t even think about leaving my side. It’s not just empty words.”

Martina was speechless.

The words had reached this point, and any effort would probably be in vain.

The glimmer of hope that had barely surfaced in Martina’s eyes instantly plummeted to the depths.

“Then I don’t have much to say,” she declared, her words dripping with defiance. “I can never be happystaying here.”

Benjamin’s eyes were filled with heartache.

The atmosphere fell silent once again, and it was unclear how much time had passed when Benjaminsuddenly pulled out a cellphone, as if performing a magic trick, and placed it beside Martina. “If you’rereally bored, you can use the phone to chat with your girlfriends.”

“This is your phone, I haven’t gone through it,” he added.

Benjamin seemed to be proving a point. He didn’t know Martina’s password, and even if he did, hewouldn’t go snooping around. He was afraid that if he did, he might come across. something hecouldn’t accept.

For now, it was already good enough that Martina could stay by his side without leaving.

Benjamin didn’t want to hope for anything else. Even if he had other thoughts, he could. only wait forthe future to discuss them.

At the very least, he had to wait until he could wholeheartedly coax Martina back. Benjamin couldn’tbear the sight of Martina leaving without saying a word.

During this time, he had done a lot of running around to replace Martina, and now he had finally regainedher.