Oh my God!
Although Rosalind Rowan fell in love with Morgan Ashworth at first sight, she thought he was just a powerful and influential businessman. She never expected him to be the young master of The rfolk Kingdom, Morgan Ashworth!
She actually fell in love with the young master of The rfolk Kingdom!
Rosalind Rowan suddenly collapsed onto the bed. She didn’t know who sent this to her, but she had uncovered a shocking secret.
The royal family and The rfolk Kingdom had a blood feud. What was Morgan Ashworth’s purpose for disguising himself as "Mr. Linden" and infiltrating the royal family this ti?
Thinking about it made Rosalind feel scared, but then a thought crossed her mind—did she have Morgan Ashworth by his weak spot?
She genuinely liked Morgan Ashworth, but as for his unclear relationship with Willow Crawford, judging by the way he favored her in the study, he seed to like Willow Crawford. This made Rosalind feel unbalanced.
What is unattainable is always restless. Rosalind wasn’t willing to give up. She wondered if, with this weak spot, Morgan Ashworth would obey her every command in the future.
Rosalind had already forgotten her fear; she began to feel impulsive. No, she had to find Morgan Ashworth now.
She would go to him overnight!
Rosalind quickly left the house and headed straight for Morgan Ashworth.
...
Rosalind reached there as fast as she could, but unfortunately, she was refused at the door.
"I’m sorry, Princess Rosalind, but our young master is already resting and is not available to see guests. Please return, Princess Rosalind," Eleven blocked Rosalind outside the door.
"I have sothing very important to tell him. If he doesn’t co out to see , he will definitely regret it!" Rosalind felt disregarded and snubbed, so she gritted her teeth and said.
"Alright, Princess Rosalind, I will report inside now." After speaking, Eleven closed the villa’s main door.
Rosalind stood outside alone. It was already late at night. She ca rushing all the way over, only to be barred from entering.
At this mont, rain suddenly started falling from the sky.
Large raindrops quickly drenched Rosalind, turning her into a soaked chicken.
Rosalind was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and with her stunning beauty, she was always in the lilight. When had she ever suffered such neglect and grievance?
Morgan Ashworth wasn’t asleep; he simply didn’t want to see her!
Rosalind slowly clenched her fists until her long nails dug into her palms.
Upstairs, Morgan Ashworth stood tall and handso on the balcony, coldly watching Rosalind standing in the rain.
His eyes were indifferent and distant, without a trace of pity.
"Young master, this Princess Rosalind has been standing in the rain for over an hour," Eleven said softly.
Morgan Ashworth’s exquisitely handso face was shadowy, "The longer she stands, the easier it is for her to break down. This Princess Rosalind also has her own pride."
"Young master, it’s getting late. You should rest early; your body needs recuperation."
The last ti he vomited blood, the poison of the broken gut herb returned, and Morgan Ashworth’s body needed rest.
"No rush, let’s go down and et this Princess Rosalind first," Morgan Ashworth turned and went downstairs.
Eleven thought Morgan Ashworth wasn’t going to see Rosalind; he asked in surprise, "Young master, you an?"
Morgan Ashworth curled his thin lips slightly, "Let’s go crush this Princess Rosalind’s last bit of pride."
...
Rosalind stood in the rain for over an hour. She felt numb all over but kept gritting her teeth to persevere. She had to see Morgan Ashworth.
Just then, with a creak, the villa’s main door suddenly opened, and Morgan Ashworth ca out.
Morgan Ashworth stood in the retro palace lantern’s corridor, with Eleven respectfully holding a black umbrella over his head. His handso face looked down on her in the rain from a high position, "Princess Rosalind, I heard you were looking for ?"
Rosalind opened her mouth, trying to find her voice, "I’ve already found out your true identity, young master Ashworth!"
Rosalind thought she had Morgan Ashworth by his weak spot, that he would be flustered and uneasy, but she was disappointed. Morgan Ashworth just raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled faintly, "So what?"
"Aren’t you afraid? Aren’t you afraid I will report and expose you? This is the royal court; even if you had wings, you wouldn’t escape."
"Princess Rosalind, no one is stopping you. You can go now. However, I must remind you, it seems the royal court isn’t under your command. After all, you have a First Princess Consort above you."
Rosalind stiffened, clearly stabbed at her sore spot by Morgan Ashworth.
At this mont, Morgan Ashworth revealed a slight smile, "Princess Rosalind, it seems you didn’t do your howork thoroughly. You know I’m the young master of The rfolk Kingdom, but don’t you think First Princess Consort Willow Crawford is unaware? Yet, she has been helping keep it a secret, allowing to co and go freely within the royal court. Princess Rosalind, didn’t your brother tell you about my story with your sister-in-law, Willow Crawford? Five years ago, your brother intercepted love. I... was your sister-in-law Willow Crawford’s first love!"
Rosalind’s mind exploded with a "boom". She was blinded by male charm and neglected these issues.
Indeed, Willow Crawford had long known he was the young master of The rfolk Kingdom, but as First Princess Consort, she had always sheltered him, even flirting openly with him under everyone’s noses.
All because he was her first love!
"Princess Rosalind, please leave. I am your sister-in-law’s man, so don’t get any ideas about ." After speaking, Morgan Ashworth went back inside.
The villa door also closed with a "boom."
...
Rosalind didn’t know how she returned to the royal court—she was completely disoriented.
She had ant to claim Morgan Ashworth, but unfortunately, Morgan Ashworth had firmly branded himself as "Willow Crawford’s man," not allowing her even a fraction of interest. All her pride and dignity were crushed to the ground.
What was she to do now?
Do nothing, ekly watching Willow Crawford and Morgan Ashworth continue their shaless happy life in secret?
No!
She was unwilling!
The person she couldn’t have, she’d rather destroy!
And Willow Crawford, why should she suppress her? She had enough; she first needed to remove Willow Crawford!
With Lady Pearl absent, Rosalind had no one to consult. At this mont, her rationality was completely burned away by jealousy; she imdiately picked up her phone and dialed a number...
...
Willow Crawford didn’t sleep well, feeling a headache when she got up in the morning. Last night, the rain had poured all night, and upon opening the window, a chill blew in, making her shiver involuntarily.
Willow Crawford opened the room door, preparing to go downstairs, but many people were already waiting for her outside, led by Minister Alden, the Minister of National Defense and Security.
"Princess Consort, we are here to arrest you secretly for the cri of treason and collusion with the enemy. Please cooperate with our investigation."
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