: 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 her laptop, 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 become 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 the last bit of her work.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Elizabeth’s mood hit an all-time low. It was already mealtime, but Martina
showed no intention of coming 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 to compromise 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 bother coming 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 accidentally causing trouble.
However, he kept looking upstairs repeatedly because Martina had not come 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
eventually come 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 Martina coming
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 cook later.”
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 quickly come back. It won’t delay 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 flattering 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 planned to make simple pasta for herself, just
enough to satisfy her hunger. Though her cooking skills were not particularly 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. come 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 so late. 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 gaze landed 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
surrounding temperature, as if the air had grown colder once again.
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