Return of the Crowned Heiress

At the time, those words sounded quite harmless to Dexter. But thinking back, it was clear that every word Kayla said was meant to emphasize the difference in status between herself and Felicia. The bigger problem, however, was Dexter himself.

He was the one who gave Kayla the confidence to step on Felicia. He knowingly turned a blind eye, choosing to act oblivious. His bias was so extreme it bordered on absurdity.

Now, as he looked at the returned card, Dexter couldn’t help but feel it was all deserved.

He forced a strained smile and asked, “Sebastian, didn’t you talk to Felicia? Ask her to come take a look at your mother even it… Even if we have to offer to pay her as a doctor!”

The family was out of money, but they still had this last house as collateral they could use as payment.

Sebastian shook his head. “She won’t see us. Let’s think of another solution. Worst–case scenario, we transfer her to another hospital and see if they can help”

“That… That’s all we can do for now…” Dexter picked up his cutlery and said, “Let’s eat.”

The food wasn’t good. It was either too greasy or too salty, but neither of them commented on it. The dining table fell into silence, punctuated only by the occasional clinking sounds from the cutlery.

After dinner, Sebastian cleared the table while Dexter carried a basin of water to the bedroom. Be carefully wiped his wife’s face and adjusted her position on the bed.

goes on any longer, I don’t know what I’ll do.” Dexter

notice her

was a long dream, one that took her back to her past life. In her dream, Myra saw a woman giving birth. She stood

free of wrinkles. Even though her eldest son, Sebastian, was already in elementary school. She was well cared for, still the pampered daughter of the Walsh family and Dexter’s

of her life had been giving

Myra had stubbornly attended a

rest.

into her stomach. Her water broke, and

to the hospital. Dexter arrived shortly after in

tugging at Dexter’s hair in

Dexter hurriedly promised her.

her dream, Myra

time, she had felt nothing but satisfaction and sweetness. Now, seeing it all from a different perspective, she felt the same happiness. A few hours later,

the delivery bed, Myra was utterly exhausted. Drowsiness overwhelmed her as she heard the

Fuller! It’s a baby girl! She looks just like you. Look at her beautiful features. She’ll grow up to be

the most beautiful of all!”