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

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Let’s Break Up

Feeling herself falling into familiar and warm arms, Martina didn’t feel happy, but instead felt increasingly bitter inside.

She stood firm and lifted her head to meet Benjamin’s deep and bottomless eyes once again.

Benjamin’s eyes only had Martina in them, giving her an unprecedented feeling of deep affection.

Martina quickly turned her head away, reminding herself, “Martina, you can’t turn back now. Once you do, it’s a point of no return. If you turn back this time, no one will ever look up to you again.”

With these thoughts in mind, she extricated herself from Benjamin’s embrace.

“Benjamin, everything is already clear. That place is your home, not mine. I have no reason to go back,” Martina said.

She thought she had made it very clear, and given Benjamin’s extremely proud personality, he would not allow such provocation.

It was all over.

However, Benjamin just looked at her incredulously as she was pushed him away. Perhaps he didn’t even hear what Martina had just said.

Martina bit her lip, forcing down the pain in her heart as she said, “Please leave here, it’s not suitable for you.”

This time, Benjamin finally heard her clearly. He looked around the apartment, a place like a snail’s shell, what was there to be attached to?

in two steps, without a dedicated closet, without monthly custom-made new clothes, without jewelry. Even the most

Benjamin also think that she was a materialistic woman and was only with him for

felt very ridiculous, wondering what she had been persisting for all these years. No matter how

towards her only because Benjamin never paid attention

closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she no longer had the urge to cry. Instead, she was exceptionally resolute and said,

difficult. However, Martina just wanted to show everyone that she could live without him and still lifted her head up high, even if it meant

regaining her true self as she no

she was willing to argue when necessary. It felt satisfying, but it

spoke again without being polite, “So, Mr. Walker, please

wanted to live the life where a single look from Benjamin could make her waver, and even blindly follow

her entire world around him, rejoiced and grieved for him,

at that time

it. Otherwise, if he had come over, she would have definitely

last bit of

will you stop, Martina?,” he

she was just making a fool of

at the newly polished ground, she could almost see her reflection. Martina remembered what she had been thinking while she was cleaning the floor: forget about him, she had to forget about

trouble with you. I don’t want to live in a situation where I can’t depend

at least she could feel

the biggest argument the two of them had

down, which almost caused Benjamin’s long-standing bad temper to flare up. His gaze landed on Martina once again, and his fist

businessman’s perspective and weighed every decision carefully, even when it came to matters of

accustomed to a life of luxury, chose to abandon all her advantages and live