Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 147

At that moment, Felicia felt as if a thousand sheep were stampeding through her mind.

She had run for quite a distance. Several times, she thought she had finally shaken off Stephan, only to turn back and find that tall figure still leisurely trailing her. He was calm and unhurried. What kind of skills did this guy have that she couldn't shake him off?

After a few attempts, Felicia gave up. She stopped her frantic escape, bent over, and gasped for breath.

"I'm... I'm out of breath. I give up..."

Stephan continued to walk toward her at the same leisurely pace. The white puppy in his arms was now whining and nuzzling against his hand, having turned from a feisty little creature to a meek companion. It even rubbed against Stephan's palm from time to time. The scene was quite heartwarming and terrifying at the same time.

Felicia instinctively shrank her neck and quietly took a step back.

Finally, Stephan's gaze settled on Felicia. His smile faded into something serious as he stepped closer, a looming presence of pressure hanging in the air. "No more running?"

"I can't run anymore," Felicia replied honestly.

One could only run from what one could not escape for so long; sooner or later, one had to face the music.

give me an

her, his expression sharpening, filled with a stormy intensity. "Why did

was, using such despicable means against him! He recalled that night, and his brows furrowed deeper as irritation and rage brewed beneath the surface.

was unable to

she had never schemed against him.

have the guts

had

the

night! But she could

say that.

up in a compromising situation, he might very well seek retribution right then and there!

a pitiful expression,

was framed as well! The scar-removal ointment gave you is indeed for scar treatment. You can look into it. It's my

tampered with before I gave it

of the truth, she hadn't uttered a single falsehood. Her attitude

Stephan had already investigated

confirming it was indeed an exclusive formula