My Fair Stunner

Chapter 522 Poor People Have Their Own Sins

Chapter 522 Poor People Have Their Sins

Hearing his words, Martha pursed her lips.

Blaine looked at her for a moment, pushed the card back to her, and said, "Leave Cocanel with the

money. Never come back."

Before coming here, Martha had had a lot of things to say to him.

There were questions, blame, and confessions of her feelings.

But now, she suddenly found that she couldn't say anything except for "I want an answer".

Blaine was right. She had spent so many years in the nunnery in vain.

Seeing her keep silent without accepting the bank card, he forced a wry smile and said, "Martha, why

bother?"

She suddenly smiled, "Yeah, why bother?"

Then, she took a shallow breath and said, "Do you need me to collect your corpse?"

When Blaine heard this, his handcuffed hands shook.

Martha saw his reaction, but she pretended not to see and smiled, "If you need my help, I'll leave

Cocanel a few days later."

Blaine felt dry in his throat when saying, "No, thanks."

Martha asked, "Will anyone collect your corpse?"

Blaine fell silent.

Would anyone collect his corpse?

Probably not.

Colin had a deep hatred for him, so he would not do it for him. As for Hank and Helen, they had always

been closer to Tiffany. Since he had killed her, they would not do it for him either.

Seeing him keep silent, Martha knew the answer, so she said, "I'll wait for a few more days."

Blaine looked at her with a long face.

Meeting his eyes, Martha looked down at the interrogation table and said, "At our age, we won't talk Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

about love anymore. Otherwise, the kids would laugh at us."

Blaine took a deep breath but didn't reply.

Martha continued, "I had hated you for years. And I wished to drink your blood and eat your flesh."

Blaine stared blankly at her muttering to herself and suddenly felt sad as if an invisible hand was

squeezing his heart.

She added, "But the moment I heard that you were sentenced to death for murder, I suddenly stopped

hating you."

Blaine said, "I'm sorry."

Martha raised her eyes and said, "You don't need to apologize. You don't owe me anything. I only have

myself to blame. I was too young and ignorant, so I overestimated myself."

Blaine said, "I..."

He fell silent before finishing his words because he suddenly realized he could not say anything now.

He could not repent his sins or confessed that he had once loved her. If he said such things, he would

feel relieved, but Martha might be haunted for the rest of his life.

Seeing Blaine swallow the words on the tip of his tongue, Martha didn't ask about it but slowly said, "I

have spent so many years in the nunnery, but I am not devout. They all say God is compassionate, but

I don't think so."

Blaine mumbled in a hoarse voice, "Martha, let bygones be bygones."

Martha smirked, "OK."

Blaine said, "I owe you too much."

Martha said, "Blaine, did I do anything wrong? I fell in love, but my life was ruined. Everyone blames

me for being too cruel to Colin, but no one has asked me how I went through the days when people all

criticized me..."

Back then, a woman would not be sentenced to death for having a child out of wedlock anymore, but

the criticism and gossip could make her live in hell.

Death was scary, but living in hell was even worse. Martha had tried to commit suicide but failed. She

had been saved by the abbess, so she had stayed in the nunnery for so many years together with her.

And every time she heard people say that God was compassionate, she would suspect it. Just letting

people live was compassionate?

Martha was like a newborn when she came out of the interrogation room.

Seeing Faye waiting for her outside the door, she stepped forward and smiled faintly, "Let's go."

Faye nodded, "OK."

Then, she turned around to say goodbye to Ethan's assistant and left with Martha.

On the way back to the hotel, Martha said, "Can I stay here for two more days? I want to collect

Blaine's corpse."

Faye held the steering wheel and said expressionlessly, "Don't leave the hotel. I'll let my people watch

you."

Martha said, "Thank you."

Faye didn't reply.

An hour and a half later, they arrived at the hotel. Faye opened the door for her without getting out of

the car.

When Martha put her hand on the handle to get out of the car, she suddenly turned her head to look at

Faye and said, "Faye."

Faye turned her head back and asked, "Yes?"

Martha asked, "How has Colin been all these years?"

Faye retracted her gaze, looked out of the windshield, and said, "Old Mr. Farrell treated him as a slave.

Tiffany had tried many ways to kill him because of you. Hank kept fighting him openly and secretly.

Blaine ignored him because he only cared about his lovers. He had been in a one-sided love with me

for eleven years, but I thought of him as a playboy and had never given him the slightest response..."

Then, she showed a mocking smile and said, "Do you think he has been well?"