Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 28

Chapter 28: The Last Two Days 
“What do you mean?” Martina clearly didn’t understand. She felt that the man’s words. were too profound, making it difficult for her to comprehend for a while. 
However, Benjamin had a completely different perspective. He believed that Martinal 
was deliberately playing with him. “So, you really want to never see me again for a lifetime?” 
He asked grimly. “Do you think it’s possible? Do you think I would give you such an 
opportunity?” 
The anger in Benjamin’s eyes gradually surfaced. He had indeed endured for a long 
time, to the point where he could no longer bear it. 
“Benjamin, I believe that I have made it very clear between us. Regardless of whether 
you think it’s possible or not, it will eventually become a reality. We are done.” Martina 
answered. She intended to explain things to Benjamin in the most straightforward manner. 
Then, just like when she came, she would leave lightly, without taking anything or 
affecting anyone. 
But now it seemed that things weren’t as simple as they appeared, because Benjamin 
had never intended to let go of her so easily. 
Could it be that in Benjamin’s eyes, Martina had truly become a mere accessory to be 
carried around? To the point where even a slight disobedience would make him feel. 
offended? 
Martina increasingly felt that her past efforts and perseverance were nothing but a 
ridiculous endeavor. 
Her genuine affection seemed to others like a tool for meeting basic needs. 
Indeed, she was a laughingstock, a tremendous laughingstock. 
Just as Martina was still contemplating trying to reason with Benjamin, he spoke again, “I gave you time to calm down, to think carefully about when you’ll come back. Whatever you want, I can fulfill it for you. But it’s not for you to nurture your temper, or even say things like never seeing each other again in front of me.” 
Martina opened her mouth, unsure of what to say. She suddenly felt like she was 
talking to a brick wall. 
“Martina, listen closely,” Benjamin uttered with escalating anger, “from the moment you 
entered my life, there is no escaping my grip, not even in death.” 
Now, he could easily kill Martina, as simple as crushing an ant. 
His expression and aura were telling Martina that it would be in her best interest not to seek a death wish or provoke him. 
Perhaps due to his excessive anger, Benjamin’s words were somewhat extreme, but the more he spoke, the more disgusted Martina felt in her heart. 
Why did she have to seek Benjamin’s approval for everything she wanted to do? Why did she even need his permission to break up? 
Why was it that even though she was also a victim in this relationship, he could timely. cut his losses, but she couldn’t? 
Martina let out a cold and bitter laugh, suddenly realizing that the man she had been 
with for so many years had become a stranger in an instant. 
She questioned, “Benjamin, do you think you can still control me? 
“I’ve already told you before that I want to break up with you, and it’s not just impulsive. 
I’ve genuinely thought about it for a long time. 
“I don’t want any compensation from you, nor do I want any verbal promises. I just 
want to separate. 
“If you haven’t heard me clearly, I can say it again. I-” 
Before Martina could finish her sentence, Benjamin lost his patience and forcefully 
pressed her down. 
His icy lips covered hers, biting down like an enraged beast. 
Her recently healed lips swelled once again, and she could even taste a mixture of 
metallic and sweet flavors. 
Martina tried to push Benjamin away in pain, but she realized that his strength was 
truly overwhelming. Due to the vast difference in physical power between them, Martina 
failed. 
She suddenly gave up all resistance and stood there, completely powerless. No matter 
what Benjamin did to her, she remained indifferent. 
However, warm teardrops, without warning, fell onto Benjamin’s hand. 
He stiffened all over, only then realizing what he had done. The last thing he wanted to 
see was her tears. 
Benjamin slowly released Martina, suppressing the urge to harm, and his voice hoarse, 
he said, “I’ll give you two days at most to move back. If you move back, I can pretend that 
nothing happened before. I can give you whatever you want, and if you have any grievances 
you can tell me.” 
Martina stubbornly wiped away her tears and said the same words, “I don’t want to go 
back. That place is not my home.” 
Benjamin’s fingertips curled slightly, wanting to wipe away the tears from the corner of 
Martina’s eyes, but he restrained himself in the end. 
He firmly issued the final command, “Martina, I’m not discussing this with you.” 
The implication was that regardless of whether Martina agreed or not, the ultimate 
result would be the same. 
As long as this decision was made, it would ultimately succeed, and no one could defy 
his intentions. 
This was what Martina was most worried about, which was why she never deliberately avoided it from the beginning. 
Because she knew that only by truly separating from Benjamin could she completely 
free herself. 
vain. 
However, now Martina realized that all her previous efforts seemed to have been in 
Just like Benjamin’s words now, she had to go back, otherwise Benjamin had countless 
ways to force her to go back. 
But why was this happening? 
Benjamin deliberately turned away, no longer looking at Martina’s heart-wrenching face 
and said, “I’ll give you two days to think. Decide whether you want someone to come and 
pick you up or if you’ll come back on your own. Whatever you want, I can provide it for you. 
“If you’re dissatisfied with anyone, you can tell me, and I’ll fulfill your wishes. 
“I can grant you a moment of the freedom you desire before your return, but that’s all.” 
Martina understood it clearly. Whether in the present or in the past, her relationship 
with Benjamin was inherently unequal. 
She was like a tool played with by others, summoned back whenever needed. 
No matter where she was, she had to return. Her opinions were irrelevant. 
Even Benjamin viewed her this way, treating her as a companion tool. 
He would appease her when he was happy and discard her when he was not, without 
treating her as a normal person, without even the most basic sense of equality. 
At this point, what else could she say? No matter how much she spoke, it was like 
talking to a brick wall. 
Martina even felt somewhat fortunate that Benjamin ultimately gave her two days’ time