Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 696

Chapter 696 Tit for Tat

After waiting for a moment, Helen still didn't hear Martha's response. She sneered and looked at her with contempt in her eyes.

"Martha, do you think that my approach today is wrong?"

Martha snapped back to reality and stared coldly at Helen, "If you dare to hurt my child, you must be prepared to pay the price."

"What do you want to do to me?"

Helen breezily looked at Martha whose face was angry. She raised an eyebrow slightly, smiling mockingly, "Are you going to sell me again? Or do you want to torture me in a different way?"

"Jimmy is the apple of my eye. You hurt him, so it's not too much for me to take something from you in return, right?" As Martha said this indifferently, she walked towards Helen and finally stopped in front of her.

Without waiting for Helen to respond, Martha turned and walked towards the door.

Helen watched her departing figure, her big eyes filled with a puzzled expression.

She didn't understand why Martha suddenly left.

At this time, Martha was looking around for something suitable to beat people in the suite. When she searched around, she frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, there was not a single item in the spacious suite that was suitable for use.

At this moment, a dull voice sounded from behind her, with a hint of confusion.

"What are you looking for?"

Martha was slightly startled, but soon realized that the person speaking was Stefan.

She pursed her red lips and coldly stated what she wanted, "A stick."

Stefan furrowed his brows slightly, and his eyes became even deeper.

Before he could react, Martha had found a closet rod from the corner of the suite.

She waved it twice and a bloodthirsty smirk appeared on her lips.

She thought, "Helen broke my son's leg. It isn't too much that I break her leg, is it?"

Martha walked into the room with a sneer, making Stefan a bit confused.

Soon, he came to his senses and understood what Martha was going to do.

His eyes darkened, filled with affection as he looked towards the direction of the bedroom.

This was his Martha.

An eye for an eye.