Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 30

Chapter 30

Felicia focused intently as she treated her wounds.

When it came time to remove the bullet, she took a deep breath, bit down on a piece of disinfectant cotton, and steeled herself, using tweezers to extract the bullet from her flesh. Her face paled as sweat broke out, but she didn't make a sound.

She thought she wasn't bothering anyone, but she was unaware that every movement of hers was visible to Stephan through the reflection in the glass.

As she tore her pants open, Stephan remained relaxed, curious to see when she would cry out in pain or

scream.

When that happened, he intended to toss her out.

To his surprise, she remained completely silent, her shoulders trembling slightly. She didn't even shed a single tear.

This was unexpected.

her tense nerves relaxed, compounded by the loss of blood, she closed her eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. An hour and a half

up. The estate was large and opulent. She had been there earlier in the afternoon, never

didn't notice Stephan also rising, his long legs

him, so she quickly

back, the pain threw her

onlookers, it looked as though she had thrown herself into his

Stephan tightened his grip, pinning her against

easily towering over six feet, made the confined space even

filled the air. But Felicia only

her, he pressed down. lightly, his cold fingertips pressing against the gash on her arm caused by the rock. Blood

a groan,

her, Stephan wiped his hands with a cloth. His words dripped

was clinging to him or claiming to be his, both were just

the murderous intent fading as he turned to

followed closely, asking "Mr. Russell, she knows too much. Are we just going

her go?"

glance and replied slowly. "I'm a good person. I

at a loss for