Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 523

Whenever Felicia was hurt, wronged, misunderstood, or maligned, she never spoke of it. At most, she would brush it off with a smile, acting as it nothing could ever hurt her.

Because of this, those who hurt her–even if it was the Fuller couple would never see her pain or vulnerability. They couldn’t see the scars etched into her heart and kept stabbing at it time and time again.

How could he not feel bad for her?

This time was no exception. Upon hearing the false news of his grave injury and disappearance, Felicia set out without hesitation. Her bag was packed with first aid supplies, medication, surgical tools, and suturing equipment.

And yet, she hadn’t mentioned a word about all her worry and anxiety.

Even though Felicia hadn’t voiced them out, Stephan could tell. The moment she saw him, even Felicia herself was unaware of the light that had flashed in ber eyes..

Stephan’s gaze softened. To let Felicia sleep more comfortably, he carefully shifted her from his back into his arms. Then, with one hand free, he adjusted her jacket’s hood to shield her face from the glare of the surrounding flashlights.

Once everything was settled, he finally turned to the dazed Johanna and frowned. “You’re here. Where’s Imogen?”

she and Imogen had been devastated by the

so worried about you. I

let me come here and look for you. Luckily, I found you. If I hadn’t… I wouldn’t have

what to do…”

with an unmistakable hint of seeking credit. Combined with

story might have stirred sympathy–even if

for her, she was dealing

gave her a once–over

asked bluntly, “Where are

Johanna had come alone. Even if her actions were genuine, her story was likely filled with embellishments. Johanna faltered, unable to respond. But the men behind him immediately understood and shone their flashlights into the jungle behind her, signaling.

the group, Andy Wolowitz, couldn’t hide his relief and excitement. He greeted him with

he was met with a sharp,

“Lower your voice. Don’t wake

It was

figure resting in Stephan’s arms. He immediately fell silent and lowered his voice as he reported, “Sir, Ms. Russell is waiting outside the rainforest.