Chapter 154: Praying for Wealth at the Love Temple?


    Every time Benjamin thought about those words, he felt a real heartache, a feeling that was really


    awful.


    Martina furrowed her brows, not understanding why Benjamin interpreted it that way.


    “I didn’t mean I didn’t want toe to this ce; I simply didn’t want toe here, that’s all,” she


    exined.


    Because in the past, Martina had also had such fantasies. If one day she coulde to a ce like


    this to seek blessings, she would kneel and pray fervently. As long as she could be with Benjamin, that


    would be enough.


    However, her own heart underwent a transformation. How could she pray to the divine. for help?


    Wasn’t that too much to ask for? Even the divine might find it challenging. No one could guarantee that


    two people would necessarily stay together, or that their journey would be smooth. Even the divine


    faced the same uncertainties. Furthermore, who knew if these so–called divine even exist?


    Benjamin suppressed his inner disappointment and continued to hold Martina’s hand, seeming to be


    stubborn to a certain extent.


    “Well, since we’re already here, we can’t juste for nothing. Let’s go inside and take a look,” he


    insisted.


    Martina’s eyebrows furrowed even tighter. “Are you sure you want to go in? They say that only two


    people who truly love each other can have their fate secured by the divine.”


    “But if it’s two people who don’t truly love each other, it might just backfire, and they might even end up


    breaking up faster!” she continued after a pause.


    Benjamin didn’t say a word.


    Martina must be doing this on purpose. How dared she say such things in front of him, she was really


    audacious.


    However, no matter what, Benjamin was determined to go in. As he said, he couldn’t waste all his time


    on these matters.


    They both entered the Love Temple and indeed saw someone kneeling at the main entrance,


    continuously kowtowing to the divine.


    The person was speaking fervently, but the voice was too soft, and others couldn’t hear what he was


    saying. However, it was evident how devout he was; his sincerity was palpable, and they said a sincere


    heart would be answered.


    Martina opened her mouth, but some words were held back and remained unsaid.


    She also noticed that she had be more and more indecisivetely, losing the determination she


    had at the beginning. Was it because of Benjamin’s changes that shook her heart once again?


    Seeing the tense situation, Simon quickly came to assist from behind. “Boss, Miss


    Martinez, I see others drawing lots there. How about you two give it a try? Don’t think too much about


    other things, just treat today as a fun outing, okay?”


    Simon’s words made Martina feel relieved. Yeah, no matter how much she agonized over it, it wouldn’t


    change anything. It’s better to rx and let things be.


    With this mindset, Martina and Benjamin approached the area for drawing lots.


    There was a dedicated person in charge here, and when they saw Martina and


    Benjamin approaching, they immediately brightened up and came forward proactively.


    The person was a young monk who looked to be in his teens, but he had a baby face that made him


    appear younger than his actual age.


    “Are you both here to draw lots? This is a specialty of our temple,” the young monk said. “Although our


    temple may not be as famous as others, it is especially effective. Many young couples whoe here


    to make vows have found their love and marriage.”


    “I can tell you two aren’t ordinary people. How about trying it out together?” the young monk suggested.


    Without waiting for Martina to say anything, Benjamin nodded in agreement and took the bamboo stick


    container for drawing lots, shaking it actively.


    After a few shakes, a bamboo stick fell out with a poem written on it. Martina didn’t get a clear view of


    the prominently disyed characters, but she could read the rest clearly:


    “Top–ranking sign.”


    Hearing Martina’s murmured words, Benjamin’s expression seemed to change once again.


    The young monk took the bamboo stick from Benjamin’s hand, held it together in a praying gesture,


    and then closed his eyes, speaking solemnly in anguage Martina couldn’t understand.


    After a while, the young monk opened his eyes, a smile filling his face. “I knew I would encounter the


    luckiest person here today,” he exined. “Sir, rest assured, your drawing lot is very good, and your


    wishes wille true. However, some things must progress step by step, and impatience could lead to


    the opposite result.”


    The young monk actually mentioned something that Benjamin cared most about, and even advised


    against impatience? If Benjamin was initially skeptical, he was gradually bing more trusting.


    After the exnation, the monk turned his gaze towards Martina and asked, “Miss, don’t you want to


    give it a try?”


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    Martina replied with a half–believing, half–doubting attitude, “Besides seeking marriage, what else can


    be prayed for here?”


    The monk smiled and replied, “You can also pray for good wealth if you are willing to believe.”


    Martina didn’t consider herself particrly noble; she thought of herself as an ordinary person. If she


    could get a glimpse of her financial wealth, it wouldn’t be a waste of this opportunity. As for the


    rtionship with a man, she didn’t even want to bother with it. Anyway, the exnations for drawing


    lots just go around in circles with only a few. variations.


    Benjamin seemed to be amused by Martina’s attitude and words.


    “This is the Love Temple, and you’re here to pray for wealth?” he chuckled and asked. In reality, what


    he wanted to say was, “If you want wealth, just tell me.” He could easily transfer billions to Martina


    without her needing to return it.


    But as Martina was not willing to ept such generosity, Benjamin refrained from doing so. He knew


    that if he did, she wouldn’t appreciate it.


    Martina nced at Benjamin discontentedly, though she also felt a bit embarrassed. She simply didn’t


    want to deliberately expose her feelings.


    “So what? Am I not allowed to ask about other things?” she retorted. “I think sometimes it’s best not to


    over–analyze love too much. Our mindset might change someday, and the future oue could also


    turn around. No matter how sincerely we pray for a good future of it, the result will still be uncertain.”


    Martina’s words were just casual remarks, but they left an indelible seed in Benjamin’s heart. Indeed,


    even if he obtained the result he wanted from the drawing lot, he couldn’t afford to becent. A


    wrong move might lead to irreparable loss.