Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 70

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 70

Chapter 70: This Was Simply A Battlefield 

Could it be that her son no longer believed in her? 

The moment this possibility crossed Elizabeth’s mind, her face instantly darkened, and 

she wished she could just drag Martina off the bed right now and throw her out. 

Unfortunately, Leslie was still present, so Elizabeth couldn’t openly express her true 

feelings too obviously. 

In the end, Elizabeth could only forcefully suppress her inner anger and disappear from 

the room. 

According to Benjamin’s wishes, it was best for Elizabeth not to go upstairs. She could 

freely command downstairs. 

It didn’t matter what she did, but the second floor belonged to Martina, and Benjamin 

didn’t want anyone to disturb her and risk provoking her discontent. 

Martina was already unhappy about being forcibly brought back, and if someone 

deliberately caused trouble in front of her, it would definitely backfire. 

Benjamin now valued Martina’s feelings a lot, and naturally, he wouldn’t allow anyone to bully her in his presence, not even her own mother. 

In fact, to put it plainly, Benjamin was trying to make amends. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to take action first, or else he would feel very uneasy. 

Leslie watched Elizabeth leave, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This was simply a battlefield. 

When Elizabeth left, the look in her eyes seemed like she wanted to kill. Had he 

offended Elizabeth? 

Leslie deeply regretted it now. He would rather engage in a bloody battle with someone. for several days than endure such a stifling atmosphere here. 

Unfortunately, this was ultimately the boss’s decision, and no matter how dissatisfied Leslie felt, he couldn’t change the situation. 

Apart from silently enduring, he didn’t have any better ideas. 

Leslie deliberately closed the door for Martina and added, “Miss Martinez, rest well. If there’s anything else, just call me. I’ll be at the staircase.” 

Martina didn’t say anything. 

Even though she had been so unreasonable, could Benjamin still tolerate it? After all, it was Benjamin’s own mother. 

Martina had no doubt that the incident about her almost falling out with Elizabeth 

would soon reach Benjamin’s ears. 

It appeared that her previous actions had not been sufficient. She needed to devise a plan to make Benjamin become more repulsed by her at a faster pace. 


Perhaps due to her bad mood, Martina was feeling a bit drowsy. As she continued to 

think, she unknowingly fell asleep. 

When Martina woke up again, it was already afternoon. 

Faintly, she could hear voices downstairs as if there were other people present. 

Normally, very few outsiders would enter this villa because Benjamin had a 

germophobia and didn’t like having too many people in his home. 

Even Elizabeth was the same. If she wanted to socialize with others, she had to leave 

home and go outside. Otherwise, it would only displease Benjamin. 

Martina’s eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that something was off. She decided to 

step out and take a look. 

The outcome was quite unexpected when Martina took a look. Downstairs, there was 

an automatic mahjong table set up. 

Several women, who seemed to be influential figures, were sitting around the mahjong 

table, dressed in glamorous attire, playing the game. Among them was Elizabeth. 

Martina could roughly guess why Elizabeth did this-it was probably a disguised 


Since Elizabeth didn’t get the desired outcome from her confrontation with Martina, she decided to express her dissatisfaction to Benjamin in this manner. 

However, even so, Benjamin seemed to turn a blind eye to it. His temper was even 

more resilient than Martina had anticipated. He appeared to possess the patience of a 


Honestly, Martina couldn’t believe it. Was this really Benjamin? Normally, hen would 

explode at the slightest provocation. 

Martina’s eyes rolled, and she happened to see Leslie bringing some fresh fruits. 

Seeing that she was awake, Leslie politely asked, “Would you like to have some fruits? These are freshly flown-in fruits, they taste amazing. They were specially prepared by the 

boss for you.” 

Martina glanced at them. They were just some very fresh grapes that looked delicious, 

but she didn’t have much of an appetite. 

She casually shook her head and said, “No, thanks.” Then her gaze fell back on those women downstairs playing mahjong. 

Then, as if Martina had thought of something, a faint smile finally appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she proactively glanced at Leslie, saying, “So, Benjamin only told 


you to keep an eye on me and not let me leave, but he didn’t restrict my freedom to do 

whatever I want at home, right?” 

Leslie knew that Martina had long understood why he stayed here, so he didn’t pretend 

otherwise. “That’s right. What does Miss Martinez want to do? As long as you don’t leave 


and cause any trouble, I can fulfill your requests.” 

Martina said casually, gesturing downstairs, “In that case, could you prepare some 

>py for me? I want to play a few rounds with them.” 

Leslie didn’t know what Martina wanted to do. 

Martina actually wanted to play mahjong. He never heard that she knew how to play 

mahjong before. 

But this was indeed within Leslie’s capabilities, so he didn’t dwell on it and immediately 

made the necessary arrangements. 

At this moment, perhaps due to Elizabeth’s bad mood, her luck wasn’t great either. They had already played so many rounds, yet she hadn’t won a single hand and was close to 

losing all her chips. 

The other ladies laughed gleefully and said, “It seems that you have something on your mind today. How come you haven’t won a single hand for such a long time? Looks like we’ll have to go easy on you next, or else you might not want to play with us anymore.” 

“By the way, this is our first time visiting your home. We heard you have a prospective daughter-in-law. Would it be convenient for us to meet her sometime?” 

These people were clearly poking at sensitive spots, and Elizabeth was on the verge of 

losing her temper. 

However, she couldn’t reveal her family’s dirty laundry in front of outsiders. She could only force a smile and say, “My daughter-in-law isn’t here, maybe next time.” 

But in the next moment, Martina followed Leslie downstairs, showing a complete lack. 

of understanding. 

When Elizabeth heard the sound, she turned around and immediately noticed Martina’s presence. Her gaze tightened as she questioned in a low voice, “What are you doing here? Weren’t you supposed to be sleeping?” 

Martina shrugged it off, “Since your luck is so bad, why not take a break? How about I play on your behalf?” 

Since she couldn’t leave anyhow, she might as well have fun with Benjamin’s money. If she was going to misbehave, she would do it completely. It was a way to provoke Elizabeth, 

after all. 

Martina didn’t mind losing money that wasn’t hers. She was completely unconcerned. 


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

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: June, 20, 2023
Read Novel Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife is an interesting story about Martinez and Benjamin. Description After Martina Martinez and Benjamin Walker's breakup, paparazzi captured photos of the business tycoon entering the Walker family mansion with a mysterious woman late at night. This caused a stir, and this wealthy family was bombarded by various media outlets. During a phone interview, the gossip reporter asked, "Miss Martinez, how do you feel now that Mr. Walker has a new girlfriend?" Martina held her painful forehead and looked towards Benjamin, who was adjusting his suit by the floor-to-ceiling window. He gestured for her to come over and help him with his tie. Holding her phone, Martina responded, "It's... complicated!" The reporter's heart leaped with joy and asked, "Is it heartbroken?!" Martina was about to nod, but Benjamin raised his eyebrows and took her phone away. His deep and alluring voice was heard on the other end of the line, "New girlfriend? Whose?"

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