Chapter 220

Agnes stared at him.

The horrified look faded from her face.

Eventually, her face became expressionless.

“Yes,” she uttered.

“What?”

“I said yes.” Agnes let out a light chuckle, “You were asking me for an answer. I am answering you right now–Yes. I do want Westin for myself.”

Clemente gritted his teeth, glaring at her.

“Are you going to judge me, Clemente? That a widow wants the most handsome and powerful man in the Lycan’s land.”

“No. But-”

Agnes cut him off, “Keavy said that he wanted me to be happy. He said that he was sorry for leaving me in this world alone at such a young age. He said I could pursue my own happiness! If he didn’t have a problem with this, why should you!”

“Westin was his best friend!”

Clemente raised his voice staring at her, startled and questioning:

“Honestly, Agnes, when did you develop such a feeling towards Westin? Was it…Was

it hot.

it betere or after my brother died

“WHAT?!”

Agnes cried, “What the hell, Clemente! Are you seriously questioning my love for Keavy?”

Clemente bit his lip, looking uncertain, “Sorry. But I have to ask-”

“I LOVED YOUR BROTHER”

Agnes balled her fists, het angry doe–like eyes round with tears

“No one —not even the Moon Goddess can question that I was still carrying, Bryn when he died. Everyone said to me…even your father. They said that they wouldn’t blame me it I decided to get an abortion. But I kept that child! I gave your family an heit! I raised him! By myself! For 5 fucking years! Why would I do that if I didn’t love

your brother?!!!!

Clemente’s face was pale.

He stared at Keavy’s tombstone for a very long time before whispering:

Sorry. I was being a jerk.”

They stood there face–to–face.

The only sound that could be heard in this quiet graveyard was Agnes’s heavy breathing and sobbing.

“I don’t blame you for loving Westin. Any woman would easily fall in love with him.” Clemente said in a low voice, “And speaking from the bottom of my heart, you

a great couple. But he ready has

Agnes stopped crying.

him, her eyes very

is why you are going

once already. I failed. Maybe fate rolled the dice and decided

wants! I only care what I want! And you are going to do this

pointing a

him till I came back from my mother’s. Yet you got delayed at your mighty patrol job. Keavy had to order a takeout, which was the exact reason he got poisoned! Think

“STOP!!!” Clemente roared.

eyes

now?”

going to remind me

voice.

your entire life.”

you to remember that you owe me

arms and sneered, “So? When can I hear the good

“…You won’t.”

Clemente dropped his hand.

face was still

a firm look on

me as many times as you want. And I will try to make

did she get into your

nice person! A pregnant woman! I won’t get

to leave abruptly, striding down

you don’t do it! I will

halted abruptly and turned to gaze at her with cold

with no choice but to report this to the

him! Then I will tell him you tried assassinating her once

Clemente didn’t slow

angry screams completely faded in


When Clemente returned to the castle, it was already approaching nightfall.

immediately wanted to report back to

that the King needed him in the

and headed to meet with Westin

was out when he got

name and

was turned on by somebody, illuminating the entire

Clemente looked around, astonished.

made into a temporary baseball

“Hey, you like this?”

other side of

asked the servants to help me draw the line. Not so bad, huh?” Westin grinned, tossing a ball at Clemente.

why…I thought you

I, and Keavy played baseball in this very training field all

when we were kids?

Keavy taught me the rules.

nodded, looking nostalgic, “I asked my parents if we could turn this place into a baseball field instead and ask all the soldiers

are King, you can ask everyone in

least spend today with you doing our thing. If Keavy were still around, he would definitely make us do this more often.” Clemente’s lips trembled slightly, “You know that

“I hope you don’t

his head. His eyes looked

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