Return of the Crowned Heiress

As the warmth and sweetness blended, what had started as a simple intent to silence Felicia with a hint of anger suddenly took on an entirely different meaning. It only took one second to lose control.

Stephan, who prided himself on being calm, had never experienced such a thing. The suppressed and long-hidden thoughts in his heart surged forward like unleashed beasts, tightening their grip, conquering everything in their path. It was like that wild night.

She was utterly stunned, murmuring, "Mm... Wait!"

Her protests were, of course, futile.

It wasn't until the door to the ward was pushed open by two of his subordinates. "Mr. Russell, we got the new phone, and the SIM card has been replaced. Also, we brought some food..."

Upon seeing the scene inside the room, the two subordinates froze, their words stuck in their throats.

Huh? What was going on?

Stephan turned his head, his voice cold. "Get out!"

The two subordinates snapped out of their daze, quickly leaving the room and closing the door tightly behind them.

Felicia was speechless.

It was precisely because of this interruption that she returned to her senses. She pushed him away with all her strength, her face red as an apple.

hand. The IV needle immediately backflowed

she immediately pressed the call button, glaring at Stephan in

which Felicia's

She was ruthless.

breath from the kiss. Her eyes, though furious, were still glistening with unshed tears, making her look

falter so easily in front of

along that it

nurse entered,

sensed something was off. Her gaze flickered between them, and even when she removed the IV there was

act calm, not letting anyone see

red, and Stephan's lip had been bitten, blood oozing from the wound. The sight of the handsome man's face now

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allure.

bag and, once back at her station, would likely share

the needle mark on her hand, glaring at Stephan warily before

a phone, but when

didn't know anyone

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