Return of the Crowned Heiress

Felicia was caught off guard by Stephan’s words. In that instant, her heart warmed and tears gathered in her eyes.

She instinctively turned her away, not wanting Stephan to notice. But he did. His fingers gently guided her face back toward him, his lips curling into a mischievous smile. “Why are you hiding? Don’t tell me you’re about to cry.”

Felicia rolled her eyes. “You’re the one crying!”

Even though Stephan couldn’t see, his intuition remained uncanny

Felicia pouted. She wasn’t crying, just a little moved.

After all, she had been abandoned too many times and had never been someone’s choice.

But now, someone was holding her hand so firmly. Someone refused to let go no matter the situation–not even for a second.

She felt secure.

emotionally lost when she suddenly

hand was well–defined, with calloused fingertips. Wherever it

already squeezed into the same hospital bed. With their bodies so close together,

chuckled, his eyes flickering even though his vision was blurred.

keep making

muzzled her neck. His breath tickled her skin. “I’m blind now. Will you still

was a hint of pleading in it. Stephan wasn’t as fearless

it amusing, but her heart softened. She reached out and shoved him away forcefully.

want him? Well, this was her

Then, he chuckled as he grabbed the back of

ward

woke up the next day, her entire body ached as if she had been run over. Her limbs felt so heavy that she could barely lift them. Thinking about last night, she

Did anyone outside hear them? Probably