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.

her hand. The IV needle immediately backflowed with blood, and she

immediately pressed the call button, glaring at

which

She was ruthless.

breath from the kiss. Her

his usually unwavering composure to falter so easily in front of her, just like that uncontrollable

along

the nurse

and even when she removed the IV there was a hint of excitement, as if she was eager

to act calm, not

was that after the kiss, her lips were slightly red, and Stephan's lip had been bitten, blood oozing from the wound. The sight of the handsome man's face now added a hint of danger

QUMS

allure.

at her station, would

on her hand, glaring at Stephan warily

nurse's station to borrow a phone, but when she dialed it, she realized she

know anyone else's

a single press of the