Chapter 87
CATHERINE’S POV
For weeks now, I have been patient and had one of the maids monitor Sebastian to find out where he kept the cell room key.
When he came back from his trip to get the green-eyed Amelia back, I was relieved he didn’t bring her back or confront me about the threat and the situation that got her fired. She turned out to be a smart girl and kept her tiny hole shut like I expected her to.
Now that I was done getting rid of the maid, Brianna was next. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her. Just a little longer and she’ll finally be out of me and Sebastian’s life forever.
The maid I assigned to watch Sebastian and find the cell room key told me he carried it everywhere. However, she mentioned seeing it occasionally on top of his nightstand when serving him meals in the guest room. This meant he left it there when he wasn’t carrying it.
I could have told the maid to steal it, but Sebastian is clever. He’d find out, punish her, and she might reveal I sent her. I can’t risk that, especially after the poison incident. I just needed to be clever and figure out when he wasn’t with the key, and when he left his door open. He always kept it locked, as if he knew someone might try to get in and take something.
It was almost 8:30 pm. I was having dinner when Sebastian suddenly walked past the dining room in anger, carrying a bag. He was wearing his pyjamas and at once, I knew he was coming from that cell.
Every night, he spent it with her, leaving me restless and wallowing in sexual starvation on the bed. I desperately wanted him to be with me and not her, to touch me and feel him deep inside me. But nowadays, he barely looks at me. To him, I don’t exist anymore.
Sometimes I think of calling Ken over. But I couldn’t risk it after Sebastian caught me on the bed with him. I haven’t seen him since that day. I even blocked his contact and cut all connections to be on the safer side.
“Sebastian! Sebastian!!” I called him but he didn’t spare me a glance. He just disappeared towards the direction of guest rooms.
I didn’t know what happened that made him so angry. But whatever it was, I wished he was angry at her and now hated her as much as I did.
After I finished my food and watched some beauty videos online, it was almost 10:00 pm. I decided to go check up on Sebastian. I knew it wasn’t the best choice since he hated me, but I just couldn’t help it. I’m still legally his wife. I needed to know why he was so angry. What that bitch did to him.
As I approached the guest room he stayed in, I noticed the door was slightly open unlike before and that the lights were on. I peeped in to see that Sebastian was sleeping, facing away from the door.
I sighed and was about to close the door and walk away when I saw a bunch of keys on top of the nightstand. My eyes popped out in surprise and instinctively, I placed my hand over my mouth to stop myself from gasping to avoid waking him up.
That must be the key to the cell room—the one the maid mentioned he sometimes left on his nightstand. Today was my lucky day. Happiness swirled uncontrollably in my stomach, and my heart beat faster than usual. This was my chance to get those keys and finally deal with that bitch. I won’t let it slip away like before.
Quietly, I removed my slippers, gently pushed the door open, and tiptoed in, being extremely careful not to wake him. He was already turning and making snuggly sounds. I took the key from where it lay at the base of the bedside lamp and slipped out, closing the door behind me.
Happy with what I had achieved, I quickly made my way to my bedroom, grabbed my gun and headed straight to the cell room. Luckily, no guard was around. It was late and the guard must have gone to bed. The door was locked as I thought. But I had the keys. Sebastian was wrong to think he could protect her forever. By tomorrow morning, she’ll be as good as dead with all evidence pointing to the head maid. I’ll find a way to plant this gun in her room either tonight after killing Brianna or early tomorrow morning.
I entered the cell room. Stupid Brianna was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice me until I deliberately closed the door with a light bang.
On seeing me, confusion spread like a blanket over her. I pointed the gun straight at her forehead, exactly where I wanted it to be, ready to fill her pretty head with bullets.
“What are you doing, Catherine?” Fear oozed like blood from words as she retracted until she came into contact with the wall. She pressed herself against it as if to phase through it and escape, but there was no escaping for her this time. Tonight, I finally kill her.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I asked rhetorically, glaring at her. “To kill you of course. You’ve been a pest and a big bitch ever since you came into this castle. I’m tired of seeing your stupid and annoying face. Tired of perceiving your suffocating Omega scent! Did you think I’d sit back and watch you take my man and position? You must be foolish to think that. It’ll never happen as long as I’m alive.”
I tried to calm myself down. Even though this cell room is in a secluded part of the castle, my voice can still be heard anywhere when I’m angry. And I don’t want that.
“Catherine…please…calm down,” she pleaded, her body quivering from fear. “We…we can talk this through…please.”
I scoffed, my lips forming a grim, mocking smile. I was relishing the moment, enjoying seeing her like this, begging for her pathetic life. I wished I had a camera to capture it.
“There is nothing to talk about, sweetheart. The only solution to this problem is your death and nothing more.”
Her heart pounded, evident in the forceful rise and fall of her chest against the bodice of her gown as she looked around as if expecting someone.
I turned back to take a glance at the door before facing her again. I couldn’t stop laughing scornfully at her.
“Such a shame the protector of your universe isn’t here to save you. And by the way, he now hates you,” I added to her misery. “I did tell you that I’d kill you. And here I am to fulfil that promise.” I gripped the gun tightly and approached the bars. I cocked it. “Any last words before I fill your pretty head with bullets?”