Chapter 86


    Chapter 86: Subconscious Avoidance


    During this time, Benjamin’s gaze remained fixed on the pasta in front of Martina, not even blinking his


    eyes. It was as if he had spotted something that greatly interested him, with a mix of coldness and


    eagerness in his eyes that was impossible to ignore.


    Martina felt her scalp tingling and embarrassed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get a bite of


    the pasta into her mouth.


    In the end, she had to muster up the courage to ask again, “If you’re hungry, why don’t you eat my


    pasta first? I can get another one for myself.”


    Luckily, there were still pasta left, so she wouldn’t gopletely hungry.


    Martina thought it was just a polite gesture, and Benjamin wouldn’t ept it anyway. After all, this man


    was known to be picky and wouldn’t eat anything that didn’t meet his high standards.


    Surprisingly, Benjamin agreed Martina’s proposal. Without waiting for Martina’s reaction, he took the


    food from her hands, including the forks she had used.


    Martina was speechless. Even though it was happening right before her eyes, she couldn’t fully ept


    what was going on. Was Benjamin doing this on purpose?


    Benjaminplimented the taste and gave Martina a nce while eating the pasta. It was something


    she had never seen before.


    Martina was truly baffled. She couldn’t understand Benjamin’s intentions anymore. And why did he


    appear here? How could he eat the simple food that she casually made?


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    In the past, only premium ingredients could barely tempt Benjamin to take a few bites. Otherwise, the


    only other possibility was food particrly prepared by selected chefs at home.


    A bold thought shed through Martina’s mind uncontrobly. Could it be that Benjamin had been


    possessed by someone else during this time, turning into a different person? Otherwise, how could


    everything that was happening now be exined?


    But as soon as this thought emerged, Martina instinctively rejected it. It couldn’t be true. It was


    absolutely impossible. She knew what kind of person Benjamin was. Even if he seemed a bit different


    now, there was no way he could have been possessed by someone else.


    everything happening now was just a trap set for her. She wouldn’t continue to holeheartedly like


    before. If Benjamin’s current actions moved Martina, thatpletely absurd.


    had worked so hard to climb out of that deep pit, so how could she fall back into time like this? It would


    be self-destructive.


    With various thoughts running through her mind, Martina eventually stepped back into the kitchen and


    made another pasta for herself.


    When Martina came out with the food, she saw that Benjamin had already finished. eating. She didn’t


    say anything and instead lowered her head to eat, as if there was nothing else to capture her attention.


    She thought Benjamin would go upstairs to sleep as he did before, giving her more free


    time. But to her surprise, he stayed there, asionally picking up the documents handed to


    him by Simon and looking through them, showing no intention of leaving at all.


    Martina pursed her lips, unable to directly ask him to leave. After all, it was Benjamin’s


    home.


    She could only pretend not to notice Benjamin as much as possible and continued to eat, keeping her


    head down.


    Perhaps it was because her hair was too long and she didn’t have anything to hold it in ce, her hair


    gradually scattered, causing some inconvenience.


    Benjamin, who had been busy with work, suddenly reached out as if he had eyes on his head and


    gently brushed away the stray hair from Martina’s face. His fingertips lightly. touched her cheek, and


    wherever his touch had been, Martina felt a special warmth, causing her to instinctively move back.


    Even her gaze seemed a bit flustered,cking the sweetness it once held.


    “Next time we eat, you can tie your hair up,” Benjamin curled his fingers, making a


    suggestion to conceal his inner disappointment as much as possible.


    Martina didn’t dare to meet Benjamin’s gaze and responded slightly, “Got it.”


    At the same time, Elizabeth, who had been feeling a bit thirsty and wanted to go out to get a ss of


    water, unexpectedly witnessed this scene. Instantly, she felt difort all over her body, apanied


    by jealousy and dissatisfaction.


    She never liked Martina, not before, not now, and certainly not in the future. She didn’t want her son to


    have any significant connection with Martina.


    She had no idea what was going on, why there seemed to be such a drastic change overnight. Why


    would her own son repeatedly amodate and protect Martina?


    The current Benjamin appearedpletely different from before, as if he had transformed into a


    different person. Even Elizabeth had this thought, let alone others.


    Simon also thought this way, but he had been by Benjamin’s side all along and seemed to have gotten


    used to it, so his emotional shift wasn’t as significant.


    Now, Simon and Leslie had increased their interactions quite a bit. Although they didn’t share


    everything, they had discussed many things they had never talked about before.


    The two whispered to each other, “The pasta that Miss Martinez made seems quite delicious, doesn’t


    it?”


    Otherwise, how could the boss eat it all up? He even finished it all!


    Simon was familiar with Martina’s cooking skills because she had cooked for the boss before for only a


    few times. Those few times of cooking were enough to leave a lifelong impression. Martina’s cooking


    skills were not outstanding… at all.


    Now, the boss could calmly finish it all without any change in expression. Either he had


    lost his sense of taste, or he had lost his sense of taste for love.


    It was not appropriate for Simon to say such things in front of others; otherwise, the boss wouldn’t be


    happy, right?


    Late at night.


    Perhaps because Benjamin knew that Martina was resistant to him, he didn’t insist staying in the same


    room with her. Instead, he stayed in the study for a long time.


    Martinay in bed, tightly wrapping herself in the nket, afraid that Benjamin woulde in. She


    didn’t lock the door because she knew that if Benjamin really wanted to enter, he could do so in


    countless ways. Locking the door wouldn’t make a difference.


    It was better to be open about it. If Benjamin knew her, he shouldn’te in. Despite staying awake


    and waiting for over an hour, Benjamin did note. Martina, who had been upied and fully


    engrossed in her tasks all day long, felt a profound sense of exhaustion. Her eyelids grew heavy, and


    before she knew it, she sumbed to a deep and restful slumber.


    As a result, Martina had no idea what Benjamin did in the study.