Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Get Rid Of Her

Ouch.

Islinda woke up on the ground again and this time her body hurt like hell. Did she fall from the bed? Was this becoming a daily occurrence? At least she was covered with the duvet this time and not sprawled far away like the last time. Did Eli do this? Islinda had complicated feelings about it.

But that was until she looked at the bed, there was no sign of Eli and the window was opened, revealing the morning sun. Oh no, Islinda’s stomach churned when she realized what that meant. She was late to make breakfast. Not that she hasn’t seen that coming after sleeping in. But she had somehow hoped her body would adjust to the change, but that obviously wasn’t the case here.

Islinda stood up at once and rushed to the living room only to stop short when she saw the family gathered around for breakfast. The shock was too great when she realized that breakfast was ready and from the look of things, Lillian made it.

"You’re up," Lillian was the first to notice her and Islinda swallowed down numbly, sensing the malevolent energy around her. What does she have in store for her? Merely staring at the unnatural smile made her prickle with fear and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on edge.

Nonetheless, Islinda refused to give in to her intimidation and answered, "Yes, I’m up. Thank you for helping me out with breakfast."

"First Remy, now Lillian has to make breakfast for you too. Are you now trying to make my children into your slaves?" Madam Alice spoke out, her expression painted with annoyance

Islinda bowed her head, pretending to be submissive so they could let her go, "Of course not, Mother. It will not happen again."

"Do you mean the part where you sneak out at night?" Lillian brought up the conversation.

"What do you mean by that?" Madam Alice picked up the conversation and Islinda felt nervous sweat coat her forehead.

Of course, she should have known Lillian would not let this go, not after their showdown last night. This was her revenge, telling on her. Islinda knew she had to be smart around this.

She was just about to speak up when Lillian took the words right out of her mouth.

"Apparently, our sister here felt so suffocated that she left sometime in the night to clear her head. She went out dressed in her nightgown. One would think that she had met up with a secret lover. But that wasn’t the case, was it?" Lillian turned to her with a smirk," I had to warn her of the dangers of being alone at such unholy hours or do I lie, sister?"

Islinda’s hands at her sides formed into fists and her body shook with fury, yet she controlled herself. Lillian intentionally painted the wrong picture, insinuating that she was with a man last night, even though that was the case, but they do not need to know that. It’s not like she had seen them. This was a plain accusation to ruin her reputation and it was working.

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