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

Chapter 145

Chapter 145: An Illusion?

Although Camille still felt a bit unhappy, she nodded and agreed, “My bad. I didn’t

consider it carefully.” Then she finished the drink in her hand in one gulp!

Martina was already used to such situations. Considering Camille had sensed Martina’s

feelings towards Benjamin, was it strange for her to act this way? No.

Martina replied with a fake smile, “I see you are straightforward. I apologize for

dampening the mood.” Then, she sat back down and gave Benjamin a discreet glance.

Camille had been waiting here. No wonder they were having a meal!

Didn’t Benjamin feel anything odd?

Camille’s emotions were hardly concealed; if Benjamin observed closely, he would

surely notice. However, he didn’t feel anything was amiss. He hadn’t paid any attention to

Camille’s feelings apart from discussing business. The dinner was merely a necessary

business engagement to him.

But if Benjamin didn’t want to chere or if Camille did or said anything to upset

him, it would be impossible for her to do something like this.

Benjamin felt Martina’s gaze and looked momentarily puzzled.

Did he do something wrong? He just didn’t want Martina to drink, that’s all. This made

him feel a bit angry with Camille.

So, what’s going on with Camille? Benjamin used to think she handled things quite well,

but now, did she changed?

Pierre felt Benjamin’s gaze, and it scared him so much that he didn’t dare to take a

breath.

He hurriedly urged the server to bring the dishes. If they kept waiting like this, it might

turn into a battlefield!

On the other hand, Simon becmore relaxed.

With his boss gradually becoming more accommodating, Simon didn’t have to handle

as much on his own as before. He realized that this decrease in workload was all thanks to

Martina.

Simon had already treated Martina as his lucky star.

As long as she was happy, the boss would be happy. As long as the boss was happy,

everyone was happy!

So, Simon thought it was necessary to “curry favor” with Miss Martinez!!

The dinner wasn’t very pleasant, especially for Camille. She kept drinking quietly, and if

it weren’t for Pierre holding her back, she probably would have ended up drinking too much.

Martina didn’t drink wine, ate her fill, and also fed Benjamin occasionally. Of course, most of the time, it was Benjamin who fed Martina. Martina did it in return as a gesture of reciprocity and to help Benjamin recover faster–nothing more.

After the meal, Camille had also had enough to drink. Pierre supported her and explained, “Mr. Walker, our boss isn’t usually like this.”

Unfortunately, Pierre’s efforts were in vain because Benjamin didn’t care at all. What did Benjamin care about Camille’s usual behavior? He was more concerned about everything related to Martina. As for other people, they were just passersby at best.

“Since Miss Moreau had quite a bit to drink, it’s best for us to head hnow. You don’t need to worry about us; we’ll make our own way back,” Simon said, skillfully dismissing them in just a few words as the social expert he was.

Vaguely, Camille murmured, “Mr. Walker, actually… I quite like…”

Pierre was on the verge of tears this time! To avoid inviting the displeasure of either

Benjamin or Martina, he quickly reached out and covered Camille’s mouth. The hairs on his body stood on end, and he whispered, “Boss, you can’t say that!”

If someone really overheard it, who knew what might happen! The whole cooperation deal could be destroyed!

Well, Pierre’s sole focus was on work, and nothing else mattered!

After seeing Camille off, Martina let out a sigh of relief and nudged the man beside her,

“Didn’t you feel it?”

Martina had heard Camille’s words just now, but she didn’t expose her in front of her.

Benjamin shrugged indifferently and looked at Martina with bewilderment, “What’s

wrong? Why were you glaring atjust now?”

Hearing this, Martina instantly understood. Well, great, Benjamin really didn’t catch on.

Martina rolled her eyes dramatically, and if it weren’t for Benjamin’s still recovering body,

she would have loved to kick him to the curb!

“Camille likes you, and she got drunk for you today. If I had known, I wouldn’t have

come. It’s such a hassle,” Martina explained.

Benjamin was taken aback for a moment, but it was just a moment. Then he smiled

teasingly, “So, you… are jealous?” His voice carried a hint of hesitation, probably unsure

about Martina’s true intentions.

Simon quietly said, “Boss, I’ll go get the car!” Avoiding becoming the third wheel, he

couldn’t hear their conversation anymore as a single man.

Before, Simon didn’t think being single was a big deal, but with the recent changes, he

wanted to find a girlfriend too.

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Martina rolled her eyes again, saying, “Jealous? I just don’t want to cause trouble for

myself and don’t want to be your shield!”

Her words were cold, but only Martina knew what she really thought in her heart.

Benjamin chuckled softly and suddenly embraced Martina from behind. “Martina, I’m

very happy.”

Martina looked puzzled. “Happy about what? Happy that Camille likes you? Then why not just send her home? Maybe you two will

Before Martina could finish her sentence, Benjamin smoothly pulled off a challenging move, swiftly turning her in his arms. Then, he lifted her up, leaving her suspended in the air. In the next moment, a gentle kiss sealed Martina’s lips.

“I don’t want to hear these things,” he said.

So?!

Martina got angry! If he didn’t want to hear it, then he shouldn’t have listened. Why did he kiss her?!

Even though they had kissed before, was it appropriate now, given their current relationship?!

Fortunately, Simon wasn’t here; otherwise, he would have felt quite jealous!

When Simon’s car arrived, Martina and Benjamin were already waiting at the door. As Simon opened the car door, he could feel that something was off with his boss’s face. It was as if there was a faint palm print, but it wasn’t very noticeable–only visible under certain light and angles.

Simon was certain it hadn’t been there before. What happened during the short the was away? Why did his boss look like this now?

In his heart, Simon made a bold guess. Could it be that the boss said something he shouldn’t have, upsetting Miss Martinez? But he didn’t dare to ask. He was afraid that if he said the wrong thing, he’d be the next one getting slapped!