Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 259

Felicia gradually regained consciousness.

The first thing she felt was an itch on her face. Struggling to open her eyes, she found herself face-to-face with Arnold, his face just inches from hers. Their lips were almost touching. Without thinking, she threw a punch at Arnold.

Her fist struck Arnold's face. However, her strength had yet to completely return, and Arnold barely flinched as the punch hit. Instead, he casually grabbed her wrist. "Felicia, my patience has limits."

His dark eyes bore into hers. "I don't care whether you're trying to play hard to get or whether you hate me, but one thing's clear. If I want something, I'll get it!" Felicia's blood boiled, and for a moment, she felt like she was going to choke on her own blood.

She had never met somebody so shameless or arrogant. She sneered furiously, "You want me to be yours? In your dreams!"

Arnold wasn't upset. Instead, he moved closer. He pinned her other wrist, forcing her to stay still.

wafted from her. It was a delicate and surprising fragrance for this season. It was soft yet refreshing. For a

He felt regret.

far as to plan a citywide spectacle of an engagement party. Yet, in the end, Arnold left the event to meet with Kayla instead.

completely drawn to them. His gaze grew darker, and he leaned in

Felicia used her remaining strength to drive her knee into

like a beast pushed too far. In the same motion, he shoved a pill into

to spit it out, but Arnold wasn't going to give her that chance. He locked her jaw, forcing the

she struggled, the faster the drug took effect. Her body burned up, as though it was in

resort to this, but Felicia had given him no choice. She wouldn't give in. Previously, Kayla had used every trick in

what he had seen in Opulent Elegance that night when she was with Stephan.

unexpected happened She stopped resisting, and her voice turned

paused briefly. He looked at her fragile wrist, which was now bruised and reddish from his grasp Her face was flushed