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

Chapter 36

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Martina Used to Cherish Him

Benjamin walked directly step by step, lowering his head to see clearly what was in the box. It turned out to be a collection of broken pieces of paper. Moreover, they were colorful.

Benjamin didn’t think much about it, but his sharp gaze couldn’t be described as gentle. He rubbed his swollen temporal region and realized that this must be done by Martina,

which sparked other thoughts in his mind.

Then, one by one, he took out those pieces of paper from the box and examined them. To his surprise, when he looked at them, even the emotions he had barely suppressed

in his heart surged up again!

What was this?

Why were there so many fragments of portrait drawings here?

If these fragments were pieced together, the person in the portrait was Benjamin, clearly a portrait that Martina personally copied for him before.

Once, Martina cherished these portraits like treasures, and he still remembered what

she said.

“Benjamin, when you’re not at home, all these portraits of you can accompany me. I promise to patiently wait for your return.”

“But… Benjamin, can you spare more time to be with me? Don’t worry, it doe

be too long, even just a few minutes every day would do.”

“Benjamin, what should I do if one day you can’t find me?”

“If you don’t really like me –”

in Benjamin’s mind. Back then, he

Martina would leave him. Even though she used to leav home every time, she always cAme back within three

when Martina was furious, as long as he personally found and met her, she

him, she would be like a little cat seeking

emphasizing the sheer

he impatiently took out his phone

number.

thorough investigation, as

seemed to stretch endlessly as Benjamin remained petrified, showing no signs

reaction.

of birds outside the window that gradually spurred the man

action.

table, yes, it was a creation of Martina’s. He picked up one of the cups, his expression growing increasingly dark and ominous. Whether it was due to being too absent-minded or for some other reason,

the cup

thoughts were finally brought back as he looked at the shattered cup, broken into

Martina…

up the broken glass cup from the floor. The fragments were sharp, and in an inadvertent moment, they cut

he didn’t throw the shards into the trash bin. Instead, he

one on the table.

from the table, he wiped the blood off his

kit from the side, intending to

the current investigation of surveillance camera records,

time, she left with minimal

for Miss Martinez herself,

replied, “It’s in Carlsbad. Miss Martinez seems to have gone on a trip

stood up and instructed Simon again, “Buy the earliest plane

shocked this time, Simon surely followed

and fearful of the boss, neved any personal demands regardless of what the

wishes and even went out to play when she knew

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