Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 458

Chapter 458 How do you want me to help her?

"We are not just in a relationship between the lord and servant, we are friends," Louis said as he looked at Ducasse with a deep gaze. A hoarse voice came from his thin lips.

Ducasse's mouth curved into a mocking smile as he sneered, "I thought we weren't friends."

If they were friends, how could he had been deceived for so long?

Louis understood that King Ducasse was still angry when he heard this.

Based on his understanding of King Ducasse, if the other party was willing to speak, it meant there was still room for negotiation. Otherwise...

He smiled bitterly and spoke again with an apologetic tone in his voice, "I know I did wrong this time. I apologize to you."

King Ducasse heard his friend's sincere apology but remained angry and glared at him furiously.

After a while, his angry voice sounded in the archery range.

"Louis, I just hate being deceived by you. Because you are my friend, I don't like being deceived by you, and I don't like calculations among friends."

"I know."

Louis lowered his eyes, his golden eyes were full of complex emotions.

Of course he knew what King Ducasse was thinking, but... in that situation, how dare he tell the other party the truth of the matter.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "I won't lie to you again in the future."

After King Ducasse's anger dissipated, he said lightly, "You better not."

"I promise," Louis seriously looked at the man before him and made an earnest promise.

After their conversation cleared up misunderstandings between them, the tensions between them eased. They chatted for a while longer until finally Ducasses turned away and asked coolly, "You didn't come here just because of these things right?"

"No."

This time Louis didn't hide why he came here but directly stated why he came to find King Ducasse.

"I came to you because I hope you can help Martha get through this difficult time."

A momentary hesitation flashed across Duchesses' eyes as he fixedly looked at the bull's-eye not far away, and a cold voice sounded.

"She doesn't like me, so why should I help her?"

Louis frowned slightly, his eyes darkened, and he asked softly.

"Do you really like her?"

The eyelashes of the man standing next to him trembled slightly, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, and he was silent.

He didn't know if he really liked Martha, but the more she rejected him and the harder it was for him to obtain her, the more he wanted her.

He didn't want to let Martha go so easily.

King Ducasse tightened his hand on his side, and asked after a while, "How do you want me to help her?"

Louis knew from Ducasse's words that he had softened up again.