Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 330

Chapter 330

The two wedding processions collided head–on.

Barrett looked at Rafael, and Rafael looked back at Barrett.

Their gazes met, and Rafael felt nothing but gratitude. He was thankful Barrett had abandoned Carissa. However, gratitude was one thing–the fact that Barrett had previously wronged Carissa was another matter.

Barrett’s eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions. Once, he had been just as passionate and proud while bringing Carissa into his home. Back then, he had felt like the happiest man in the world.

Yet, fate was cruel.

Now, Carissa was the Hell Monarch’s princess consort, while Barrett had married and divorced different women, never truly finding fulfillment.

Because of that, Barrett’s complex gaze was filled with traces of envy, jealousy, resentment, bitterness, discomfort, and heartache. At this moment, he seemed to fully realize that he and Carissa could never go back–there really was no connection

between them anymore.

It was this clear realization that led Barrett to say this as they passed each other: “Congratulations, Your Highness, on marrying my discarded ex–wife.”

He knew how irrational he sounded. He understood the gravity of his words, and the possible wrath of the Hell Monarch.

that, there was no

reined in his horse, and replied softly, “Thank you for being blind. It

was taken aback, watching as Rafael led his procession away in

by that? The one he truly loved? Wasn’t Rafael’s marriage to Carissa a

had moved away,

Barrett was

had overheard the exchange and asked quietly,” Shall we deal with

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“Tomorrow!” Rafael uttered firmly.

of celebration. There

was present. Rafael definitely didn’t want to experience the older man’s punishment on his wedding night just because of some minor infraction of the rules and family

Rafael added, “A group

agreement when Everett’s chilling voice came from

back, facing

voice could be truly frightening. On this joyous

at Hell Monarch Estate. The journey didn’t take too long, as the residences

tapestry–like brilliance. It had snowed in the morning, but by noon, the skies had cleared. Now, the setting sun seemed to be gilding the world with a layer of gold leaf. Rather than feeling like dusk or twilight, there

even among the densely packed residences of

halt in front of Hell Monarch Estate. Carissa was effectively blindfolded by the white

held her back. After another round of deafening drum music, Winona and the matchmaker