Fang Ke stayed up all night and was extremely nervous. When Catherine woke up the next day, she collapsed from exhaustion.

After straightening her messy pajamas, she began to walk slowly to Fang Ke, looked down at the shadow under her eyelids, smiled, and turned to the bathroom to wash up.

She will not sympathize with Fang Ke, let alone pity her.

She, Catherine, has never done anything evil in her life. If she was really compassionate, she would have given her peace long ago. The rest of the people would not be able to arouse her even the slightest pity.

What's more, Fang Ke made it clear that he was coming to steal Christine from her, so how could she show mercy to her?

She didn't even think about it. She had been with Kristine for so many years, and no woman had squeezed in between them. Now she not only squeezed in, but also blatantly provoked her. What if she wasn't looking for death?

Fang Ke was shaken awake.

Before her hazy eyes opened, Christine's cold voice rushed into her ears——

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Fang Ke rubbed her head that was sore from staying up late, straightened up from the sofa, thought about it, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't sleep all night to take care of the lady last night, so I accidentally fell asleep... I'm sorry. Master."

Suddenly, Fang Ke exclaimed, "By the way, Master, have you had breakfast? I'll make it for you now!"

As she said this, she was about to get up to make breakfast. At this time, the half-open bedroom door was pushed open. Catherine crossed her arms to her chest and held coffee in the other. She leaned against the door frame, looked at Christine and said, "Breakfast is ready." Okay, come down and eat.”

Kristine is indeed hungry, and Catherine’s cooking skills are not bad either, and she is used to it after eating for so many years.

He nodded immediately, got up and went downstairs. After Christine left, Fang Ke stood there, a little at a loss.

Catherine smiled, took a sip of coffee, and said: "I will only say these words once. Kristen is not someone you can imagine. He is my man. If you have any unrealistic ideas, you'd better give them to me." Choke them to death immediately. Do you think my hands are beautiful?"

Catherine raised her slender white hands in the air and asked her.

Her words changed so quickly that Fang Ke was stunned for a moment, and then said truthfully: "Very beautiful."

Slender, fair, and slender, with rounded fingertips and a pink sheen to her nails, her hands can be called model hand models.

Catherine looked down at her hands indifferently and said, "These are the hands that have killed many people, some strangled, some stabbed. Of course, the most common method is shooting, which is the most time-saving and energy-saving."

Fang Ke was so frightened that she took a few steps back. Her legs became weak and her calf hit the foot of the sofa. She lost her balance and fell to the ground. Looking at Catherine who was smiling but looking increasingly cold, she trembled and said with trembling lips: "Little ...Miss...why are you telling me this...?"

Can’t you understand such a straightforward threat?

Is her IQ too low, or is she talking too profoundly?

Catherine frowned and said, "I'm threatening you. If you dare to take Kristine's mind, or try to climb into his bed, you will die the next day."

Even though her heart was terribly frightened, Fang Ke still said strong and calmly: "What if the young master wants me, miss, are you going to kill me too? You know... I am the person the young master brought back... He brought me back The purpose... is to get into bed..."

"Even if he wants to force you, you can't obey. Remember, you can't do it even if you die." Catherine's eyes were cold: "Because, I don't like others touching my things."

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