What?
Una was too shocked to speak.
In the room, Willow Crawford had already heard what the Imperial Physician said. Her lower abdon had suffered from a severe impact, making it difficult for her to conceive in the future.
The heavens had taken away her ability to bear children; she was no longer a complete woman.
Why did this happen?
Willow Crawford’s small face, the size of a palm, was as pale as paper. Her pearly teeth bit her lower lip, quickly biting it to the point of bleeding.
Clearly, she had been careless today and had fallen into the trap set by the rfolk Clan elder. Caring too much leads to trouble, and the elder had exploited her feelings for Morgan Ashworth.
Five years ago, she nearly took Morgan Ashworth’s life.
Five years later, she lost her ability to conceive for Morgan Ashworth.
Sohow, everything seed predestined, like a debt she owed Morgan Ashworth, and now, it was ti to repay it.
She and Morgan Ashworth were destined to have no ending.
"Princess Consort, the Imperial Physician’s words aren’t absolute. I’ve already sent news of your injury to Alani. Your mother will surely find a way to heal your body," Una comforted.
Willow Crawford’s long lashes fluttered. Her mother was a divine healer, particularly skilled in infertility issues, so she hadn’t been given a death sentence yet.
But Willow Crawford gently closed her eyes. Forget it... in this life, she only wanted to have a child for Morgan Ashworth.
If not for Morgan Ashworth, she wouldn’t have needed to have a child.
...
Willow Crawford returned to the royal household, her lower abdon still aching. She wanted to return to her room to rest.
But Lady Pearl ca over, "Willow Crawford, you haven’t explained what happened between you, Rosalind, and Mr. Linden. Tell , why are you so malicious? Do you not want Rosalind to be happy, or is it that... you have your own designs on Mr. Linden?"
Willow Crawford didn’t want to waste ti on Lady Pearl, so she went directly upstairs.
At this mont, the doors of the royal ho were pushed open, and Rosalind Rowan returned.
"Rosalind, you’re finally back. You scared to death," Lady Pearl said, looking at Rosalind Rowan with concern and anxiety.
Rosalind Rowan walked over to Willow Crawford. "Sister-in-law, today I can pretend nothing happened, but you need to do a favor."
"Rosalind, what do you need?"
"Help contact the Imperial Physician. I want to have a hyn repair surgery."
What?
Rosalind had dated several boyfriends and was no longer a virgin, and now she wanted to have a hyn repair surgery.
"Rosalind, why do you want this surgery?"
"Sister-in-law, Mr. Linden told he likes pure and clean girls. I’m going to have the repair surgery and then ’cook the rice’ with him. That way, he’ll take responsibility for ."
"Rosalind, you..."
Rosalind grabbed Willow Crawford’s hand. She was very emotional and quickly reddened Willow’s small hand. "Sister-in-law, I really like Mr. Linden, so much. I can’t live without him. Without him, I’d die. Please, help ."
Five years ago, Willow Crawford knew Morgan Ashworth’s allure. So many excellent won were attracted to him, and five years later, his charm had only increased, easily ensnaring this Princess Rosalind.
Of course, Willow Crawford had no intention of mocking. She herself had fallen under Morgan Ashworth’s spell, unable to let go of her old feelings.
Now Rosalind was pleading bitterly. If Willow Crawford didn’t agree, she wouldn’t be able to extract herself from the situation. Actually, the root of the problem was still with Morgan Ashworth.
"Alright, Rosalind, I’ll help you arrange it," Willow Crawford said.
...
Willow Crawford imdiately contacted the Imperial Physician to arrange the hyn repair surgery for Rosalind Rowan, while she went to find Morgan Ashworth.
"Princess Consort, my young master is in the study. Please, go in," Eleven led Willow Crawford to the study.
Willow Crawford pushed open the study door. Morgan Ashworth was sitting in his office chair, reviewing docunts, and with a few strokes, he signed his na at the bottom.
"Morgan Ashworth, you break your word!" Willow Crawford directly accused.
Morgan Ashworth looked up from the docunts. He was not surprised that Willow Crawford would co. On the contrary, this was all part of his plan. "Princess Consort, what do you an by that? I’ve broken up with Rosalind Rowan and plan to leave soon, but Princess Rosalind continues to pester . I’m quite troubled myself."
He’s really a cunning old fox, extrely sly, and Willow Crawford was furious, clenching her fists.
At this mont, Morgan Ashworth put down his pen, reached out, clasped her slender wrist, and pulled her in front of him. "I heard... you’ve arranged a hyn repair surgery for Rosalind?"
He even knew about this?
It seed his influence had already penetrated into the royal household.
"Ha," Morgan Ashworth let out a low laugh from his throat, "I feel like giving a reward to you as the top Princess Consort. China’s Best Sister-in-law title should belong to you."
"Morgan Ashworth, what exactly do you want?"
Morgan Ashworth patted his own thigh. "If you sit on my lap, I’ll tell you."
He wanted her to sit on his lap!
This demand was too suggestive.
Willow Crawford curled her red lips, "Young Master Ashworth, you’re after those ten minutes again, aren’t you?"
Ten minutes?
She had labeled him with "ten minutes," mocking him from ti to ti.
Morgan Ashworth’s handso face instantly turned cold. He was about to teach her a lesson when noises ca from outside the door, "Princess Rosalind, you can’t go in. My master is handling official business!"
Willow Crawford was startled; Rosalind had arrived, and so quickly!
Willow Crawford considered whether to hide, but the study door was already pushed open. Rosalind appeared at the doorway, "Mr. Linden, I don’t want to break up with you. I really love you... Sister-in-law!"
Rosalind stared at Willow Crawford in shock, "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"
Willow Crawford, caught off guard, faced off with Rosalind, "..."
Before Willow Crawford could say anything, Morgan Ashworth spoke in a gentle tone, "Oh, the Princess Consort ca for a little chat with ."
"Chat? About what?" Rosalind eyed Willow Crawford warily.
"Not much of anything. By the way, Princess Rosalind, there’s really no need to waste your ti and energy on any further. Even if you repair your hyn to perfection, I still won’t touch you."
Repair the hyn?
Rosalind stiffened, her recently repaired hyn being discovered was a severe slap in the face.
Rosalind glared at Willow Crawford, "Sister-in-law, how did Mr. Linden know I repaired my hyn? Did you tell him?"
Willow Crawford looked at Morgan Ashworth, and he raised an eyebrow, watching her with a teasing expression.
He was waiting to watch the drama unfold.
Yes, he wanted to see everything she tried to protect crumbling down. He wanted her abandoned by everyone, betrayed by her kin.
Without her wings, she might obediently stay by his side, right?
"Rosalind, listen to . You’re not suitable for Mr. Linden. Forget him," Willow Crawford said bluntly.
"Sister-in-law, you really don’t want to be with Mr. Linden. You’ve truly torn us apart. I’ve always treated you as family. How could you do this to ?"
Rosalind charged forward, landing a hard slap across Willow Crawford’s face.
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