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

long, and in his eyes, she was nothing

“Lamont…”

called out his name, almost

the ground, refusing to

devoted to is now siding with others

side humbly for five years because

for him is not a reason for me to be arbitrarily bullied and

at Amelie and

left, she still insisted on defending herself and

earnestly at Lamont.

I can prove my innocence with a

she expected, Lamont still did not respond.

moment, Amelie’s

Lamont maintained a semblance of peace

been married for five years, and I figured that I could get him to

whatsoever.

too naïve. I hoped he

scheming woman who

Draven.

are still

even want to give me a chance to prove

“Don’t move!”

and pushed Amelie

longer had the strength to defend herself. She just looked

had loved for five years. To marry him,

family.

looked at Lamont till he disappeared

home, Amelie was covered in mud