Betrayed by Blood: My Second Life as a Queen novel Chapter 182

The sheer disparity in their physical strength made it utterly impossible for her to break free, no matter how hard she fought.

Just as a sense of total despair began to wash over her, a sudden force intervened. Elias grunted heavily and collapsed to the ground in a pathetic heap, a clear shoe print stamped right across his expensive suit jacket!

Instantly freed, Willow found herself pulled into a warm embrace the very next second.

The familiar, comforting scent of cedar enveloped her. The man gently rubbed her back in a soothing rhythm. "It's alright, don't be afraid."

Willow was still shaken, her body trembling uncontrollably—not from fear, but from sheer disgust.

The thought of being touched by someone like Elias was worse than stepping in garbage!

Elias felt as though his bones had been shattered. He curled up on the cold pavement, a sheen of cold sweat breaking out across his forehead, yet his predatory gaze remained fixed on Willow.

She leaned into the other man's arms without a single ounce of resistance. There was even a subtle glimmer of absolute trust in her eyes.

It was a stark, agonizing contrast to the sheer hatred she had shown him moments before.

At that exact moment, Elias completely unraveled.

He stumbled to his feet, glaring at her accusingly. "You've really outdone yourself. You went as far as hiring an actor just to trick me?"

Willow let out a humorless laugh, genuinely bewildered by where Elias was getting this bottomless supply of confidence. Did he honestly believe she couldn't live without him?

Furious, she pulled Lucian Jagger closer. "An actor? Don't flatter yourself. He is my actual boyfriend!"

Lucian froze abruptly, his gaze dropping to lock onto Willow's face.

Willow possessed a naturally sweet, melodic voice, and when she uttered the word 'boyfriend,' it carried an uncharacteristic, almost bashful softness.

It was somewhat muffled, not entirely clear.

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