The Princess and the Pauper

Martin was unnervingly calm.

Fitch, who used to pace restlessly at the slightest downturn in Diana's health, was now a portrait of stillness. Beside him, the young nurse rubbed her eyes in disbelief. They both remained eerily composed.

Serena peered at the nurse holding the notice of critical condition. She remembered the doctor's words, Martin's mother wouldn't last more than two hours.

Yet, even with the gravity of the situation hanging over her, Serena couldn't bring herself to hand over her phone. A shadow crossed her eyes, and it seemed clear she wouldn't offer her help.

Martin, his heart sinking, saw it all. Disappointed was an understatement - to think that at a time like this, Serena could be so cold.

Even a pretense of concern would have spared him this feeling of utter letdown.

After the nurse left, Serena wheeled forward again, trying to reach for Martin's hand. "Martin, give me another chance. | can't live without you." Her tears began to fall. "Didn't we promise each other? To stay together forever, never to part."

But the word "forever" had never sounded so repulsive to Martin. "What you can't live without are the fame and the high life! Not me."

"Martin." Serena sobbed, "How can you say that. You mean so much to me."

“Are you still acting, even now? Serena, this is murder." Martin was livid. "You expect me to forgive someone who intended to kill my mother? My sister? To live out the rest of my days as if nothing happened?"

"| was just so angry. They humiliated me, belittled me. If they had been nicer from the start, | wouldn't have thought that way. It's their fault." Serena blurted without thinking, then quickly clamped her mouth shut.

"So, even now, you think it's everyone else's fault?" Martin's disappointment was beyond words. He closed his eyes for a moment before suddenly slapping her across the face. "That slap was for my mother."

Serena, and everyone else, was stunned. No one expected Martin to hit her, and hit her so hard.

Her mouth began to bleed.

“And this slap is for my sister!" Another slap landed. "They suffered because of you. Are two slaps too much to ask for?" Serena never expected to be slapped twice, let alone in front of an audience.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

And she certainly didn’t expect Martin to treat her this way.

"He'd rather slap you than call the police, Serena. You've lost someone who truly loved YOU Yau newdrhinnd ondnman ike that in your litetime!" Fitch suddenly felt a surge of satisfaction and relief that Martin would no longer be ensnared by such a toxic woman. Please read the original content at .

As for Martin not calling the police, Fitch wasn't worried. Serena had done enough to seal her fate, even if nobody else took action, Arabella surely would.

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Serena froze, her gaze shifting to Martin in shock. But Martin was done revisiting the past.

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