Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 683

Felicia’s assurance finally gave Maurice’s loyal bodyguards some peace of mind Belactantly, they backed off, silently standing guard nearby.

Meanwhile, Maurice had planged into an even more excruciating state. Withing on the ground, he clutched his head in agony Suddenly, without hesitation, he lunged toward the rocky ground, clearly intent on smashing his head against the jagged su

If Felicia hadn’t reacted quickly enough to grab him, the impact would have undoubtedly drawn blood.

But even now, things were far from fine.

In his uncontrollable state, Maurice bit down hard on his own tongue. Blood seeped from the corners of his lips, staining his usually composed face with a ghastly hue. Batore he could inflict further harm upon himself, Felicia launched a preemptive strike.

With precision, the aimed a sharp chop at the back of his neck to knock him out.

But before he could land the blow, Maurice reacted like a cornered animal. It triggered his innate survival instinct, causing him to move at lightning speed as he grabbed Felicia’s mui vice like grip. His bloodshot eyes locked onto hers, devoid of any trace of warmth.

eeyes–feral and predatory–sent a

before she could at, Maurice’s eyes turned even sharper, and his grip on Felicia’s wrist rightened

skin of Felicia’s wrist quickly bruised, turning a glaring shade of red and purple under immense

voice tinged

calm, signaling Scaler to stay

her gaze. Their eyes locked, and in his pupils, she saw her own reflection. Between them,

a soft, steady tone, “Maurice, do you remember who you are? Do you recognize me? I know you’re

a magnetic quality that seemed to cut through the haze of his frenzy like cool, refreshing spring

moment, Maurice’s mind

his grip loosening

not from rage but from

red once

happened. He had nearly directed his uncontrollable wrath at Felicia.