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

couple. But he ready has Janet

Agnes stopped crying.

at him, her eyes

you are going to kill

failed. Maybe fate

And you are going to do this

him, pointing a finger at his

back from my mother’s. Yet you got delayed at your mighty patrol job. Keavy had to order a takeout, which was the

“STOP!!!” Clemente roared.

hand over his eyes and

remember now?” Agnes

times are you going to remind me of

voice.

your entire life.”

you to remember that you owe

“So? When can I hear the good news about Janet’s

“…You won’t.”

Clemente dropped his hand.

was

there was a firm look

want. And I will try to make it up to you the best

“Are you kidding me? How did she get into your dumb head?! Don’t tell

A pregnant woman! I

to leave abruptly,

him for a few steps and cried, “If you don’t

and turned to

leave me with no choice but to report this

I will tell him you tried assassinating her once yourself! We are in this together, Clemente!

didn’t slow his

angry screams completely faded


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

wanted to

front gate said that the King needed him in the

headed to meet with Westin

out when he got

he was about to call Westin’s name and see

by somebody,

Clemente looked around, astonished.

field was made into a temporary

“Hey, you like this?”

of the field. Janet was by

bad, huh?” Westin grinned, tossing a ball at Clemente. “Come. You will be

still looked in a daze, “But my King, why…I thought you had a whole day. of

and Keavy played baseball

when we were kids?

taught me the rules. You taught me how to swing

“I asked my parents if we could turn this place into a baseball field instead and ask all the soldiers to play with us. Hell did I get a good spanking from my father that

that you are King, you can ask

I want to at least spend today with you doing our thing. If Keavy were still around, he would

reminded me.” Westin said, “Sorry. I should have remembered that myself.” “I hope you don’t mind that overstepped,” Janet

head.

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