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

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 to come to this place; I simply didn’t want to come here, that’s all,” she explained.

Because in the past, Martina had also had such fantasies. If one day she could come to a place 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 just come 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 become more and more indecisive lately, 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 relax 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 who come 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 displayed 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 a language 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 explained. “Sir, rest assured, your drawing lot is very good, and your wishes will come 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 becoming more trusting.

After the explanation, the monk turned his gaze towards Martina and asked, “Miss, don’t you want to give it a try?”

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 particularly 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 relationship with a man, she didn’t even want to bother with it. Anyway, the explanations 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 accept such generosity, Benjamin refrained from doing so. He knew that if he did, she wouldn’t appreciate it. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Martina glanced 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 outcome 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 be complacent. A wrong move might lead to irreparable loss.