Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 55

Chapter 55: No Longer Bothered to Make Efforts 
The man explained, “This woman is a bit ugly, and she has a Scottish accent. Should we take control of her first?” 
not. 
Leslie caught on to some key points. Actually, it didn’t matter whether she was ugly or 
Now who didn’t know how to put on some makeup? Moreover, Martina had recently 
completely shattered their conventional perception of her. 
So, it was possible that the heavily made-up woman who looked somewhat like Martina 
but also different could actually be her! 
Leslie had been experiencing visual fatigue and physical exhaustion lately. Now that he finally heard a somewhat useful piece of information, of course, he would rather wrongly 
capture someone than let her go! 
“Are you stupid? Isn’t there a possibility that all of this is just a disguise? Need me to teach you? Go and monitor her, keep watching until she disembarks!” 
Just after the order, all of them began searching for Martina’s figure because her 
disguise was incredibly convincing. 
One could say she achieved an epic level of ugliness with her intentionally unattractive makeup. With her fiery red lips and panda-like eyes, she was particularly easy to spot. 
Due to her physical discomfort, Martina didn’t even notice that there were people nearby keeping an eye on her. They received instructions from Leslie to maintain a far distance and never let Martina notice them. Once Martina disembarked, they could intercept 
her directly. 
Martina had no idea how long she had waited, but she finally saw the ship docking. 
She listened to the sounds emanating from the ship, feeling anxious. Stepping off the ship, she intentionally glanced back, observing if any of the individuals on board displayed any signs of abnormal movement. 
In order to avoid raising Martina’s suspicions, those people did not disembark. Instead, they made contact with the people on the dock. 
Passing through the crowd, Martina returned to the same dock where she had departed 
last time. 
There didn’t seem to be many people taking ships today, so it wasn’t too crowded when Martina disembarked. 
She scanned her surroundings and wanted to look for a carpool to pick her up and 
leave. 
But just as Martina started walking through the crowd, not long after taking a few. 
steps, an open space ahead suddenly filled with a large group of people who surrounded 
her! 
Her heart skipped a beat. Even a fool would know what was happening, but she held 
onto a glimmer of hope in her heart. 
Martina’s eyes flickered slightly as she saw Leslie, accompanied by several well-dressed 
individuals who looked like bodyguards. 
Leslie walked at the forefront, his gaze steady as he observed Martina. He was surprised to see her current appearance. This was the same glamorous Miss Martinez who 
was known for her materialistic nature, always indulging in shopping. 
She would spare no expense on herself, wanting to have the best things. Yet, a woman. like her, in order to escape her boss, was now subjecting herself to such hardship. 
Indeed, compared to her previous life, the life Martina was living now was filled with 
hardships! 
Leslie clearly couldn’t understand what Martina was thinking. Martina had a wealthy life within her reach, yet she chose to endure hardships. Was she out of her mind or 
something? 
Of course, Leslie could never utter such words out loud. At most, he would speculate in 
his own mind. 
He had a very appropriate smile on his face as he proactively greeted Martina, “Miss Martinez, you certainly made it difficult for us to find you.” 
Martina, without turning back, furrowed her brow and responded, “What Miss Martinez? Who are you people? Why are you blocking my way?” 
Perhaps due to her inner nervousness, she had forgotten to continue consciously imitating her accent. 
Her sweet and tender voice instantly reached the ears of these individuals. 
Leslie almost wanted to applaud for her, “Do you still need to disguise yourself? Or do you believe that you still have a chance to escape?” 
Martina pursed her lips, feeling increasingly dizzy and disoriented. 
She forced herself to stand upright and said, “I don’t understand what you’re are talking 
about.” 
Without exchanging any further words, Leslie and his companions swiftly and purposefully shifted aside, revealing a path wide enough for a person to pass through. 
Martina shook her head and vaguely saw a blurred figure in front of her. She carefully looked and saw a man in a black suit and designer shoes, meticulously groomed from hea 
to toe. 
Exuded an aura of dominance, Benjamin appeared and took step by step towards 
Martina. 
Each step felt like it landed on Martina’s heart, making her heartbeat match its rhythm. 
Benjamin stood towering over Martina, his gaze specifically fixated on her current 
appearance. 
ago. 
The clothes were plain to the point of being unimaginative, like something from years 
And the makeup on her face, with bold and intense red lips, seemed capable of devouring children. 
A flicker of heartache quickly flashed in Benjamin’s eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it. 
His sleep had been insufficient during this period because he had been relentlessly 
searching for Martina. 
Even his mood had been bad, and no one could understand how Benjamin had 
managed to get through it all. 
Clearly, Martina used to cling to him so closely, and regardless of the circumstances, she would always come to his side without hesitation. 
But when she truly wanted to leave him, she could be so heartless. 
The thought of Martina’s heartless behaviors prevented Benjamin’s inner heartache from 
showing. 
His fingertips rudely wiped off the red lipstick from Martina’s lips. “Is this your reason for leaving me?” 
Benjamin was known for his cleanliness, but now it seemed as if his cleanliness had completely vanished. 
Martina felt even more dizzy and disoriented from the wiping, as if the man before her had turned into multiple figures. 
Pretending to be calm, Martina took a step back, a movement that required considerable effort on her part. 
Since she had already been recognized, she no longer bothered to make efforts to 
pretend. 
“Benjamin, what does it matter to you how I want to live my life?” 
“Is the reason why I’m leaving really important?” 
She had once approached Benjamin with joy in her heart, only to receive coldness time and time again. 
Now, what was the purpose of Benjamin’s actions? Who was he trying to impress? 
The anger in Benjamin’s heart had already subsided to some extent when he saw 
Martina. 
Who would have thought that Martina was intentionally provoking him? 
Even Simon couldn’t help but advise, “Miss Martinez, please refrain from saying another 
word. Our boss has been tirelessly searching for you, and he’s really exhausted.” 
boss. 
Simon and the others had witnessed all these things and had long felt sorry for their