CHAPTER 213: CHAPTER 213: I’M PREGNANT (PART 17)

"Lying in front of me, Nick, you still have much to learn."

"Your Highness..."

"I knew when I was abroad that you were poisoning me over time. You took my trust as your boldness."

"Your Highness, spare me. I was forced. I have no grievances with Your Highness and would never dare to act on my own. It was Your Highness who coerced me."

"Oh? Your Highness forced you?" Emma Bennett retorted, "What did he force you to do?"

"He told me he was the future President, and as long as I listened to him, he would keep me close by in the future. If I didn’t, he would kill my entire family."

Emma Bennett sneered, "Do you really think if I died, he would keep you by his side? Naive, Nick, do you know the consequences of poisoning me?"

Nick lay on the ground, his face paled a few shades in fear, "Your Highness, spare me. I promise I’ll do whatever you say if you let me go."

"You’ll agree to do whatever I say?" Emma Bennett pondered, "Kill your girlfriend Catherine, and I will spare your life."

Nick was stunned, "Wha...what?"

"I said go kill your girlfriend Catherine. Didn’t you hear clearly?"

"Wh...why?"

"Because she offended me."

"I plead Your Highness, please clarify what wrong she did?"

Emma Bennett recalled something, her face growing colder, "You’ll soon find out. Ethan, bring Nick’s girlfriend Catherine."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nick felt as though the blood in his body had frozen, trembling as he knelt on the ground, his heart filled with dread.

Catherine didn’t understand why she was brought here and was bewildered even as she knelt down.

"Your Highness, why did you call for me?"

Aaron McCarthy handed Nick a knife.

Nick gripped the knife but hesitated to move.

"Your Highness, I want to know the reason."

"When Hazel Soft was injured in the Presidential Mansion, you both slapped her and pulled her hair, kicked her. You two completely forgot, didn’t you? When Hazel was killed, weren’t you two the happiest? She said she was a vengeful person and would never forget, no matter how long it took. Now that she can’t take revenge herself, I took this opportunity to vent for her."

Nick never imagined that he would remember something from so long ago.

"Your Highness..."

"I’ll give you one minute to think it over."

Initially, Catherine thought that the knife Aaron McCarthy gave Nick was for him to end his own life. Gradually, she sensed something was wrong and tried to get up, but in that instant, Nick’s knife stabbed her, and she fell to the ground with a scream, "Nick... you..."

"Catherine, don’t blame me. I want to live too."

"How could he let you live..." Catherine couldn’t finish her sentence before she lost consciousness.

Nick tremblingly looked at Emma Bennett, "Your Highness, I’ve done as you said. Please spare me, and I promise I’ll never appear before you again. I’ll go as far away as I can."

"To never appear before me there’s only one way, it’s called the Yellow River Road. Your girlfriend was right, why would I let you live? To kill even the one you love just to survive, are you still a man? If I ordered you to act and you didn’t, I’d think you had some backbone. But you will be dealt with under the charge of murdering your girlfriend."

Nick was as pale as paper, pain surged through him. He lowered his head to look at the knife in his chest, unable to say anything more, and died.

"Your Highness, Nick is dead."

"Dispose of it."

"Yes."

Emma Bennett listened as the noise disappeared outside the door. He sat there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long while, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

——

Late at night, Jacob Green sat in the studio, before him was the newly painted portrait of Lucy Eaton.

In the portrait, she was smiling happily, as radiant as ever.

He watched it for a while then got up and returned to the master bedroom.

Showering and lying on the bed, he pressed the TV remote.

Opened the movie channel, sifting through numerous films.

Finally, he chose a movie he had seen before.

That film had a tragic ending, and had won countless awards overseas.

The male lead marries another woman, while the female lead lies in a pool of blood and makes a phone call to the male lead, saying "happy wedding".

The last time he watched it, she was by his side reading a book. This time he watched, he was alone.

A film is like this, watching it the first time is often different from the second time.

This time was the same for him, the first time he felt some hurt, watching it again, Jacob Green couldn’t help but feel sadness.

As he watched the scene where the female lead lay in a pool of blood, similar images flashed through his mind.

He desperately tried to recall the images that flashed, but his head felt like it was about to explode.

A terrible headache.

And this was only just the beginning.

Jacob Green’s forehead gradually broke out in a thin layer of sweat, his complexion turned slightly pale, and the near-crazed state persisted for almost an hour before easing.

He turned off the TV, opened the bedside cabinet and took out sleeping pills, and after consuming the normal dose, fell asleep.

Jacob Green was unsettled in his sleep, he dreamed of Lucy Eaton.

Dreamed that in the deep winter, she was bound hand and foot by his men, kneeling on the cement floor of the dungeon.

She wore scant clothing, her lips frozen purple, body shivering.

He stood quietly outside the door, peeked through the small window a few times, then left.

"Sir, there’s a new development in Miss Qin’s death." Oliver Green reported.

"Speak."

"We used a Trojan on the internet to get into Grace Hughes’s computer. In her hidden files, we found a list and records of large monetary transactions, proving she was the mastermind behind Miss Qin’s murder. Not only that, on the day Miss Qin died, it was Grace Hughes who lured her to the Young Madam’s place."

"Bring her over..."

Nathaniel Green hurried in from outside the door, "Sir!"

"What is it?"

"Young Madam committed suicide out of guilt!"

Jacob Green’s eyes widened with anger, "Who...who committed suicide?"

"It’s Young Madam. I just found out. Grace Hughes brought people to the dungeon to see the Young Madam. She said she had just untied the ropes on Young Madam’s body when she pulled out a gun from her chest and killed herself. I just checked, the gun was the one Young Madam once asked me for self-defense..."

Before Nathaniel Green finished speaking, Jacob Green rushed out.

His mind was blank, not even knowing how he ran to the dungeon. When he saw Lucy Eaton dead on the ground, he knelt down on one knee and held her, crying uncontrollably.

His hand tightly covered her wounded temple, and his palm was stained with dark red blood. His movements were sluggish and slow, murmuring, "Rescue...quickly rescue her..."

Nathaniel Green who arrived did not move, cautiously saying, "Sir, I have already investigated. Young Madam is dead."

"Jacob Green, Lucy Eaton got what she deserved. She killed Stellan, now committing suicide out of guilt. She was clearly aware she couldn’t escape death, that’s why she chose to end her own life."