Chapter 85


    Chapter 85: Have You Eaten?


    It started off with a big fuss, but now it had turned into working quietly and diligently. Perhaps it was


    because Martina was truly disappointed in Benjamin, so she didn’t want to waste her breath on any idle


    talk.


    Martina was engrossed in her work, hunched over herptop, drawing and coloring without interruption.


    She was busy and content, losing track of how much time had passed. Her life felt more fulfilling than


    before.


    In the past, she simply revolved around Benjamin, going in circles, but now she had her own life. Even


    though achieving true freedom was difficult, she was still willing to strive for When Martina finally


    snapped out of her focus, she realized that it had already be dark outside. Benjamin had not yet


    returned, but strangely enough, her heart felt more peaceful in his absence, saving her from the usual


    trouble he brought upon her.


    It was strange indeed, considering that she used to be the one who enjoyed being with Benjamin the


    most. Even an extra minute or second with him would bring her immense. happiness.


    As a result, she reached the extreme point of wanting to escape. Was this what they called mutual


    dislike?


    Martina took a deep breath and finished up thest bit of her work.


    Meanwhile, downstairs, Elizabeth’s mood hit an all-time low. It was already mealtime, but Martina


    showed no intention ofing downstairs. Who did she think she was? Did she really believe she was


    the boss, unwilling to show any respect to her elders?


    Elizabeth felt indignant but was determined not topromise her prestige. She expressed her


    dissatisfaction with a resentful remark, “So, you’re from a humble background and have no manners.


    During mealtime, you don’t even bothering downstairs to ask if you want to eat. Who taught you


    these rules?”


    Leslie opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn’t say anything. After all, it was the boss’s family affair.


    Some things shouldn’t be said too explicitly, or else it would be easy for others to take advantage of it


    later on.


    Leslie, being a smart person, knew what he could and couldn’t do. He tried his best to old doing things


    that he shouldn’t, to prevent identally causing trouble.


    However, he kept looking upstairs repeatedly because Martina had note out. She had even


    specifically instructed him before entering the house not to disturb her, no matter the reason.


    Leslie didn’t dare to approach, fearing that he might unintentionally make Martina


    unhappy. In Benjamin’s eyes, Martina was like a precious and cherished treasure. Even a fool wouldn’t


    want to go against her.


    Therefore, Leslie could only patiently continue to wait, thinking that Martina would


    eventuallye downstairs when she got hungry.


    After about half an hour or so, Martina finally finished up the remaining work. Feeling the emptiness in


    her stomach and hearing its growling sounds, Martina decided to go out and find something to eat.


    After all, she couldn’t leave. If she didn’t fill her stomach, she would be suffering for no


    reason.


    Leslie sat on the sofa in the living room, watching TV when he suddenly saw Martinaing


    downstairs. He quickly got up and personally greeted her.


    “Miss Martinez, you finally came downstairs. Are you hungry? Shall I go buy something to eat?” Leslie


    asked.


    At this moment, Elizabeth had already finished her meal and even had the servants clean up the table.


    The food had been thrown away long ago.


    Martina looked at the empty dining table and instantly understood who was behind this. There wouldn’t


    be a second person besides Elizabeth. After all, her dislike for Martina had been going on for quite


    some time.


    Martina didn’t have any extravagant requirements when it came to food. Her previous preference for


    expensive-looking dishes was just an attempt to fit into Benjamin’s world as much as possible. But now


    she didn’t care anymore. When it came to eating, she was free- spirited and didn’t pay much attention


    to anything except whether she could satisfy her hunger quickly.


    She waved her hand at Leslie and said, “No, thanks. I’ll cookter.”


    Everyone had their own area of expertise. Despite Leslie being exceptional in


    investigating people, he had no superiority when it came to cooking.


    Martina didn’t want his help, so she decided to go to the kitchen and something for herself.


    prepare


    Leslie asked again after seeing Martina’s response, “Are you sure? If you want me to go out and buy


    something, I can quicklye back. It won’t dy your meal.”


    Martina continued to refuse without even looking back, “No, really, thank you.” Leslie felt pleasantly


    surprised, “Miss Martinez, please don’t say that. It’s really ttering to me. If the boss finds out, he


    might not be able to resist giving me a hard time.”


    Martina remained silent and quietly went to the kitchen to figure things out. hida


    It seemed that Elizabeth had done it intentionally. She had even instructed someone to Now, all Martina


    could find in the kitchen was a pack of pasta, a tomato, two eggs, and some salt for seasoning.


    She was left speechless. Elizabeth was not young anymore, yet she still resorted to such childish


    actions.


    Nevertheless, these ingredients would do. Martina nned to make simple pasta for herself, just


    enough to satisfy her hunger. Though her cooking skills were not particrly good, she managed to


    make pasta quickly.


    She remembered that she had discovered a bottle of beverage in the refrigerator earlier and decided to


    take it out and drink it.


    Who would have known that when Martina returned from the kitchen, she found two more people in the


    living room: Benjamin and Simon. These two individuals were practically inseparable. If someone didn’t


    know any better, they might think that there was something secretive going on between them.


    Of course, Martina didn’t think that way. She was just a bit surprised that Benjamin had.e back at


    this time. She saw Benjamin’s figure and didn’t know whether to approach him or not.


    In the end, feeling increasingly awkward, she sat down casually at the dining table and asked, “You


    came back sote. Have you eaten?”


    In reality, Martina was only being polite and didn’t care at all whether Benjamin had. eaten or not. But


    unexpectedly, Benjamin nodded slightly, deviating from his usual behavior, and sat down across from


    her.


    “I haven’t eaten yet. I’ve been busy since I went out this afternoon, and I’m quite hungry now,” he


    answered.


    While speaking, Benjamin’s gazended on the pasta in front of Martina. Although he remained silent,


    it felt as though he had expressed a multitude of thoughts and emotions.


    Hearing Benjamin’s distinctive voice, Martina felt her scalp tingling, regretting that she had asked the


    question. Now she had no idea how to continue the conversation and could only awkwardly lower her


    head and eat the pasta.


    Martina didn’t know what Leslie had whispered in Benjamin’s ear, but she sensed a subtle drop in the


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