Female Novel
Chapter 516 You hate me, but you can't kill me
She wasn't afraid that Martha would know all these things, because Martha couldn't expose any ofthose to the public even if she knew. Catherine's lips curled up as she thought about this, and her gaze at Martha became more mocking. Hearing this, Martha unconsciously tightened her hands, and looked at Catherine with hatred. She hated Catherine very much, but she could do nothing about her. The murderer who killed her mother was right in front of her, yet she could do nothing. She could only watch helplessly as her enemy lived. Martha looked at Catherine resentfully. Catherine chuckled, slowly walked forward, and smiled more widely. "You hate me, but you can't kill me." Martha watched Catherine approach, narrowed her eyes, and asked coldly, "King Ducasse is yourson, but he doesn't know that you killed his father, right?" Catherine paused as she approached Martha, stopped in place, and looked at Martha sitting in frontof her indifferently. Seeing Catherine's icy eyes, she felt this woman was really inhuman. Catherine read Martha's thoughts and smiled contemptuously. "So what if he knows? He inherits that jerk's blood, so he deserves it!" After Catherine said this, she clenched her hands and her long nails dug into her palm. She hated the late king, and their son. If it weren't for them, her beloved man and their child would be fine. Catherine narrowed her gaze. After a while, she said indifferently, "Take care of yourself. You're thequeen of our country, and shall attend your own wedding beautifully." After she finished speaking, she turned and left the living room. Soon, Martha was left alone in West Palace. Catherine got Stefan as a hostage, so Martha could do nothing about her. Now, Martha could only hope that Catherine would keep her promise and not hurt Stefan. novelbin
Thinking of this, Martha couldn't help but feel worried. When they parted that day, she watched Stefan tied to the pillar, dying. He was covered with blood, but he kept telling him not to be coerced by Catherine. But how could she just watch him lose his life for her? Martha clenched her hand, her eyes drooped... ... On the other side, King Ducasse's bedroom. After Catherine left West Palace, she went straight to King Ducasse's bedroom. When she came, King Ducasse was still awake, sitting at the table with a sad face. She hid the disgust in her eyes, walked into the bedroom, and asked with concern, "You're gettingmarried tomorrow; why haven't you rested yet?" King Ducasse looked up at his mother, and didn't expect her to come at this time. "Mother, why are you here at this late hour?" "The guard said you haven't rested yet, so I'm here to see you." Catherine looked at King Ducasse gently, her eyes full of distress. King Ducasse's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help hesitating about what he hadjust decided. After a while, he still expressed his thoughts, "Mother, I think the wedding tomorrow is too hasty. Ithink it better to postpone it for a few days, what do you think?" When Catherine heard this, her face changed immediately. She clenched her hand unhappily, but her face was still smiling, "Why?" When King Ducasse heard this, his eyes turned dark. He didn't want to ask his mother about Martha, yet deep down he was afraid that what Martha saidwas true...