The Return of the Disguised Princess

The Return of the Disguised Princess By Emma R. Rodriguez Chapter 2

Lamont’s eyes flashed with hatred at Amelie’s plaintive query.

He hooked his finger, and two bodyguards lifted Amelie by her shoulders, took her to Draven’s tombstone, and pressed hard.

Her knees hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

Amelie was forced to kneel in front of Draven’s tombstone. No matter how hard she struggled, the hands on her shoulders did not move at all.

Lamont pressed her down in front of Draven’s tombstone, his voice low and hoarse.

“A sinner.”

Lamont’s voice filled with hatred caused Amelie’s heart to tremble, and the pain was tearing her

apart.

She thought, Lamont, is that what you thought from the day we got married?

Amelie suddenly turned her head and stared at Lamont. His handsome and sharp profile was still

stunning, and he was so noble as if he was an aristocrat.

Yet there was only endless coldness, ridicule, and disgust in his eyes.

There was not the slightest bit of trust.

single glance made Amelie’s heart completely

had loved him for so long, and in his eyes, she was

“Lamont…”

called out his name,

ground, refusing to give

the husband I’ve been so devoted to is now siding with others in criticizing

by Lamont’s side humbly

him is not a reason for me to be arbitrarily

and said, “She is the murderer. Arrest her

and left, she still insisted on defending herself and

earnestly at Lamont.

can prove my innocence with a bit of

expected, Lamont still did not respond.

precise moment, Amelie’s heart

thought, forced by Draven, Lamont maintained a semblance of peace with

figured that

whatsoever.

too naïve. I hoped he would

scheming woman who covets

Draven.

still so

even want to give

“Don’t move!”

and

to defend herself. She just looked

five years. To marry him,

family.

looked at Lamont till he

home, Amelie was covered in mud