Fleeing the Gilded Cage Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife novel Chapter 18

Her hands couldn't help but tremble a little.

She stuttered, "Who are you? What do you want? Do you know that trespassing on private property is a crime and I can call the police!"

She thought that the person would feel scared or have some other reaction, but the person remained still.

From some details, it seemed that the person didn't have any malicious intent. Martina tried to muster up her courage and slowly walked towards the figure.

She still tightly held onto the wooden stick, ready to use it as a weapon if necessary.

As she got closer, she finally saw the person's face. Her pupils shrank, and she dropped the stick to the ground. Her eyebrows were tightly knit together.

There was no joy in seeing the person. Martina asked with impatience, "Why is it you? Who allowed you to come here?"

The man was none other than Benjamin, the man whom Martina had been thinking about all the time.

To be honest, Martina didn't quite understand Benjamin's thought process. He used to be indifferent to her, but now he kept appearing in front of her one after another, as if he was trying to make his presence known. What did Benjamin want? Did he think it was worth being happy and eager to see her embarrassed and in trouble?

Benjamin naturally noticed Martina's emotional changes towards him. He thought Martina would be happy to see him, or perhaps like before, she would be coquettish and express her inner thoughts. But he never expected her to be so impatient.

Benjamin could clearly feel that he didn't like Martina's attitude towards him now.

"Martina, why are you still living here? Is there anything worth staying for?" Once he opened his mouth, it was as if Benjamin was interrogating her.

Martina was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood his meaning.

So he deliberately used his authority to find out her address and came straight to her door without his permission? Look, no matter when, Benjamin always cared more about his own feelings and thoughts. Was it really important what others thought?

She expressed her attitude without hesitation, and her expression on her pretty face became increasingly indifferent, "If you came to make me go back, then I advise you to give up. I am not going back, and your home was never my home anyway."

Benjamin did not fail to detect Martina's ambiguous attitude, even though he had already said before he came that he would bring this girl back directly, no matter what.

Otherwise, indulging too much could indeed make this girl's temper even worse, and she might not even listen anymore.

But now, seeing Martina's tired and aggrieved face, full of personal emotions, Benjamin's heart softened. He didn't make any overly harsh moves, just stared at Martina with a slightly puzzled look and asked, "If you don't want to go back with me, you have to tell me why."

Since they had already talked so much, Martina didn't want to hide it anymore.

Benjamin's long legs were crossed together, giving off an intimidating aura that was both enticing and daunting. His eyes constantly showed his dissatisfaction, and Martina knew that he was angry.

If it were any other time, Martina could give Benjamin a hug, and maybe she could calm his anger.

But not now, Martina didn't want to.

Previously, Martina also thought about whether Benjamin would really come here in order to find her. But when all of this became a reality, she still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

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