Fangke stayed up all night and was extremely nervous. The next day, when Catherine woke up, she fell down from strength to strength.

After sorting out her sleepy pajamas, she began to walk slowly to Fangke, looked down at the shadow under her eyelids from a high point, smiled, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash.

She would not sympathize with Fangke, nor would she feel sorry for her.

Catherine had never done anything wrong in her life. If she was really sympathetic, she would have given Luo Anning a long time ago. The rest of the people couldn't arouse her any pitifulness.

What's more, Fang Ke clearly is coming to fight her for Christine, so how could she show mercy to her?

No thought was that she had been with Christine for so many years, and no woman was squeezed between them. Now she not only squeezed in but also blatantly provoking her. What's wrong with seeking death?

Fang Ke was awakened.

Before her misty eyes could be opened, Christine's slightly cold voice rushed into her ears-

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Fang Ke rubbed her head, which was sore from staying up late, stood up straight from the sofa, thought for a while, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't sleep all night in order to take care of the lady last night, so I accidentally fell asleep... Sorry, Master."

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

As he said that, he was about to get up to make breakfast. At this time, the half-closed bedroom door was pushed open. Catherine wrapped her chest with one hand and held coffee with the other, leaning against the door frame, looking at Christine and said, "Breakfast is ready, come down to eat."

Christine is indeed hungry, and Catherine's cooking skills are not bad, and she has been used to it after eating for so many years.

He nodded and 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. Christine is not the one you can think of. He is my man. If you have any unrealistic ideas, you'd better strangle me to death immediately. Do you think, are my hands beautiful?"

Catherine raised her slender and fair hand in the air and asked her.

Her words turned too fast, Fang Ke was stunned for a moment, and then said truthfully: "It's very beautiful."

Slim, fair, slender, rounded fingertips, and a pink glow in her nails, her hands are a model of hand model.

Catherine looked down at her hands indifferently and said, "It was these hands that killed many people, some strangled and some stabbed. Of course, the most common ones were shot, which was the most time-saving and labor-saving."

Fang Ke was so scared that she took a few steps back, her legs became weak, her calves hit the foot of the sofa, and she fell to the ground with an unsteady standing. While looking at Catherine, who was smiling, looked more and more cold, she trembled with her lips and said, "Little... Miss... Why are you talking to me... doing?"

Can't you understand such a straightforward threat?

Is her IQ too low, or is she saying it too profound?

Catherine frowned and said, "I'm threatening you. If you dare to attack Christine or want to climb onto his bed, you will die the next day."

As soon as possible, Fang Ke still said strongly: "If the young master takes the initiative to ask me, will you kill me too? You know... I am the one brought back by the young master... His purpose of bringing me back... is to go to bed..."
Chapter completed!