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

Chapter 61

Chapter 61: How Can A Murderer Compare to Him? No matter if Martina was willing or not, things had already turned out like this. She had no way to leave anymore because as long as Benjamin was in this place, she couldn’t easily leave.

Simon seemed to be a little unable to bear Martina’s attitude towards his boss. After reporting the news, he deliberately said something to Martina, “Miss Martinez, put yourself in the boss’s shoes. This time, he really spent a lot of tto find you, with less than two

hours of sleep each day.”

“You should know, how can an ordinary person endure like this? But the boss has

endured it.”

“Because the boss wants to find you as quickly as possible, isn’t all of this enough to

explain everything?”

“Not only that, but when the boss saw you suddenly faint, he immediately took you to the hospital at the fastest speed and held you personally without letting go.”

“All of us witnessed it. The boss treats you so well, why do you still have such an attitude towards him? Do you have a heart?”

Simon really couldn’t stand it anymore, seeing his boss in such a heartbroken state. Clearly, the boss should be the one who stood tall and mighty, but why… did he end up

like this?

Miss Martinez was doing fine before, so why was she showing such determination now? To be honest, outsiders like them couldn’t understand!

Benjamin’s eyes flickered, then he gave Simon a displeased look and said, “Shut up.” He never liked deliberately saying things in front of others about what he had done. If he did something, he did it, there was no need to make the other person deliberately aware

of it!

Initially, it was fine that Simon didn’t say such things. Martina even ate a lot and felt a sense of existence in her empty stomach.

However, now upon hearing these words, Martina suddenly lost her appetite. She event felt a sour taste in her mouth.

Her bowl was set aside as she fixed her gaze on Simon.

Similar to the former butlers, they always assumed a superior attitude and judged her. But why was that? It was evident that she too had her own thoughts and ideas. Why should she allow others to limit her?

Martina smirked, her lips curling. “Simon, why are you talking tolike this? In other words, why do you think you can talk towith such an attitude?”

that.

Simon was momentarily stunned, probably not expecting Martina to say something like

“To put it bluntly, why have none of you ever paid attention to the real reasons behind all of this?” Martina remained unaffected and said. “If it weren’t for Benjamin intentionally forcingto go back, why would I have run away?”

“If it weren’t for him leavingwith nowhere to go, how could I have ended up in such. a miserable state? How could I have felt uncomfortable on the ship?”

“Even less likely would I have spent so much tin a pitch-black cellar. It’s all thanks to him!”

‘Now he’s just holding ontoand bringingto the hospital, so I don’t die there. Why am I supposed to be grateful and tearful? What kind of reasoning is that?”

Martina was right because she had been suppressed for far too long before, and now she didn’t want to endure the skind of grievances she had experienced before.

But it seemed like these people had becaccustomed to Martina’s past selfless efforts, to the point that when she no longer wanted to give, they all cto criticize her as if she had done something wrong!

If Martina were to truly speak about it, her only and biggest mistake would be falling in love with Benjamin without hesitation.

If it weren’t for what happened back then, it wouldn’t have resulted in all the painful things in the following years, and she wouldn’t have been enduring all these years, swallowing her pride.

Simon was completely bewildered. He never expected Martina to resist like this, and what’s more, she presented her arguments logically.

“Miss Martinez, you can’t say things like that, Simon explained. “The reason the boss has been trying to find you is because he’s concerned about your well-being. He’s doing it for your own good!”

The smile on Martina’s face completely vanished. “Can one sentence of ‘he’s doing it for your own good’ erase all the harm that has been done?” she asked.

“If he really cares about me, why won’t he letgo when I’ve already said I want to break up?”

“If he really cares about me, why wasn’t he there forwhen I went through so much. suffering?”

“If he really cares about me, why couldn’t he fulfill the simplest request of mine to contact him?”

“Simon, stop trying to morally manipulate me. I’m not that foolish!”

“Besides, a murderer will never admit to being a murderer. Isn’t that a universally understood fact?”

Martina firmly closed the discussion, as she no longer wanted to hold onto any hope for herself. Every tshe had hope, it only led to greater despair.

Simon opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word in response to her rebuttal. However, his perspective was different from what Martina had just said.

He could only thought to himself, “The boss has been treating Miss Martinez well, caring so much about her, yet why does she always fail to appreciate it? Comparing him to a murderer, can they even be compared? A murderer is a murderer, but the boss is not. Everything he does is out of concern for Miss Martinez!”

“Miss Martinez…” Simon only called Martina’s name, but failed to say any other things.

At this moment, Benjamin also heard Martina’s inner thoughts.

So, was this Martina’s true feelings?

In her eyes, everything Benjamin had done had becso detestable, even burdensto her.

A murderer? Perhaps in her heart, he was even more unbearable than a murderer

Despite his previous speculations, Benjamin found it difficult to accept the reality unfolding before his eyes. He was forced to acknowledge the truth, even if he was reluct to do so.

Martina, who used to cling to him and was unwilling to part, had truly disappeared. Even at this point, he couldn’t bring himself to do anything to Martina.

So, in the end, he could only vent his anger on Simon.

Benjamin put his hands in his pockets, clenched his fists tightly, and his aura once again fell apart.

“Simon, you talk too much,” he said grimly. “Go out and receive your punishment. Don’t even think about the bonus for these three months.”

Simon closed his mouth silently, realizing that he had indeed said too much. Had he not been thoughtful towards his boss, he wouldn’t have said those words.

Little did he know that his words not only failed to improve their relationship, but it also worsened.

It was like shooting himself in the foot. No wonder the boss was so angry to penalize him with a three- month bonus deduction.