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 129
Chapter 129: Do You Hate Me?
They used to be very intimate. Now, why was Martina becoming so shy?
Even Martina was a bit disappointed in herself. She shouldn’t react so strongly. It would
be so embarrassing if someone noticed!
She slightly adjusted the blanket, feeling a bit awkward. But even this subtle movement
couldn’t escape Benjamin’s eyes.
Whether it was because of Martina’s slightly disheveled hair or something else,
Benjamin lifted his right hand and gently tucked a stray strand behind her ear.
red.”
His voice softly reached Martina’s ears, “I know you’re not asleep. Your ears are turning
Martina kept her silence, but deep inside, she couldn’t help but complain about Benjamin, believing that he intentionally said
those words.
Martina awkwardly and shyly opened her eyes, glaring at Benjamin with dissatisfaction. “I’m too hot, can’t you see?” It seemed
like she was showing a bit of “aggression“.
It had been a while since Martina used such vivid expressions to communicate with Benjamin, so this moment unexpectedly
stirred something inside Benjamin as well.
Benjamin couldn’t help but curl his lips, fighting back a smile. “Of course, I am not
blind.”
Martina was speechless. The conversation seemed to reach a dead end, didn’t it? After about a half hour, Martina, due to
physical reasons, wanted to use the restroom. But as soon as she left the restroom, she collided with a man head–on.

The first–class restroom on the plane was not accessible from the economy class
section.
Startled, Martina awkwardly apologized, “Sorry...”
She raised her eyes and found the person in front of her somewhat familiar–looking.
But the more she looked, the more startled she became.
The person turned out to be Alejandro!!
Surprised, Martina’s eyes widened. “Alejandro?!”
Upon hearing her voice, Alejandro also seemed surprised. As he focused his realized that the person he collided with was
indeed Martina.
gaze, he

Alejandro had his signature smile on his face. “Miss Martinez, what brings you
here?”
Martina never expected such a coincidental encounter and truthfully replied, “I was
planning to take a trip.”
Alejandro glanced behind Martina, seemingly casual, and asked, “Are you alone?”
Martina shook her head. “No, there are others with me.”
Alejandro pondered for a moment. “This flight is headed to Carlsbad. Are you planning
to go on a vacation?”
Martina felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing that, unsure of how to respond for a
moment.
“Well, sort of... or maybe not really...” Martina stood there in a daze for a while before finally uttering those words.

Alejandro didn’t pursue further. “Well, what a coincidence.”
The two of them chatted for a while, both wearing genuine smiles on their faces.
Martina felt that Alejandro, after all, was the older brother of her best friend, and she needed to maintain a proper attitude. As for
what Alejandro was thinking, Martina had no
idea.
Just as they were engrossed in conversation, Benjamin suddenly appeared.
He firmly and forcefully pulled Martina into his embrace, as if declaring his dominance.
“Mr. Rodríguez,” his tone turned ice–cold, completely different from when he was talking
to Martina.
Upon seeing Benjamin, Alejandro didn’t appear to be particularly surprised. Perhaps he had already suspected that Martina
would be here, most likely with Benjamin. Naturally, he
didn’t find it unexpected at all–it was simply as he had anticipated.
“I was just thinking that Mr. Walker also be here, and here we are meeting so soon,” Alejandro said, gesturing politely. “It’s not
convenient to chat here. Let’s return to our seats.”
Benjamin furrowed his brows, but in the end, he remained silent and led Martina back
to their seats.
Alejandro was seated in the third row behind them, wearing a hat and having boarded the flight earlier, which was why he hadn’t
been noticed before.
Martina pushed Benjamin away. “If you have something to say, say it properly. Why drag
me along?”
For some reason, Martina felt that the atmosphere just now was a bit awkward.
A fleeting trace of grievance flashed in Benjamin’s eyes. Was Martina more willing to

interact with others in a cheerful manner than to have any contact with him?
Unfortunately, the current Benjamin had no right to express his true feelings.
His expression carried a sense of desolation, as if he were a pitiful soul, and he asked, “Do you really hate me?”
Martina stood there, unable to utter a word for a long time, because she never expected Benjamin to suddenly ask her such a
question.
She had considered that Benjamin might confront her or get angry, but she never
expected him to ask her in this seemingly aggrieved manner.
Benjamin’s question made her appear as if she were cheating, being involved with two
people at the same time.
As soon as this thought emerged, Martina vigorously shook her head, trying to get rid
of such thoughts!
What was she even thinking? What did it mean to be involved with two men? She didn’t
do it, okay?!
But looking at Benjamin’s current state, Martina couldn’t bring hers .com fast updateelf to say anything
hurtful.
“Well... I don’t really hate you,” Martina managed to squeeze out those words from
between her teeth.
Upon hearing her response, Benjamin suddenly leaned closer to Martina. They were already sitting in the same row, and with
Benjamin’s approach, they were now very close to each other. They could even feel each other’s breath up close, the warm
exhales of Benjamin brushing against Martina’s face.
Martina’s face instantly turned red, even the tips of her ears were blushing.

Feeling uncomfortable, she shifted backward, but in this seat, there was only so much
space to move.
She tried to act tough and said, “What are you doing? Get off me!”
She didn’t expect that Benjamin wasn’t buying it. Not only did he not get up, but he also
continued to lean closer to Martina.
In a position that a normal person couldn’t maintain with such flexibility, Martina’s body
tensed.
Benjamin’s large hand firmly wrapped around her waist, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Alejandro’s
gaze.
me?”
Benjamin’s voice carried a hint of seduction, “Still saying you don’t hate me?”
Martina stuttered, “I... I didn’t say I hate you...”
Benjamin persisted, “Then why are you hiding? Is there something you don’t like about
Martina hesitated, thinking, “What is this guy up to? There are plenty of people in the first–class cabin. Has he gone crazy?!”
“Benjamin! Let go of me right now! There are so many people watching!” Martina spoke with emphasis, hoping that Benjamin
would quickly release her..