Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 102

Rejected by the Crown Prince? I Married His Uncle

Chapter 102 Screaming in Pure Agony

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We grew up side by side. There’s no need for such words.” Margaret spoke in a calm, quiet tone.

Winter burst into heavier tears, her voice thick with guilt. “I’m so sorry. Your whole personality has hanged lately, and I even suspected you weren’t the real Ms. Campbell at all. Yet you still remember every ittle thing from our childhood together. How could I be so ungrateful and foolish to doubt you? I don’t leserve your kindness.”

She wiped the tears from her cheeks and continued in a shaky voice, “If your heart hurts, let yourself cry. We won’t keep losing forever. One day, we’ll expose Ms. Stella Campbell’s true colors to everyone. Don’t grieve over Crown Prince Christopher. He and Mr. Jasper Campbell are only blind to the truth–tricked by Ms. Stella Campbell’s lies.”

Margaret’s brows drew tight.

This maid truly is the original Margaret’s closest companion. She actually suspected my identity all along.

Still, Winter’s words stirred no emotion within her at all.

Stop crying. I truly don’t care about any of this.” Margaret’s tone stayed steady. “Crown Prince Christopher as never cared for me, so his cold behavior isn’t worth my anger. Besides, he’ll come begging for my help Sooner or later.”

This was no empty guess.

Christopher’s face had looked terribly pale earlier, and his arm had trembled faintly with every move. It was clear his lingering poison had flared up once more.

she had used needles to suppress the toxin in his body that day, yet a second round of acupuncture was needed to clear the poison completely.

Back then, he’d insisted Stella was his savior, so Margaret had simply stepped aside and said nothing more.

Jays had passed, and the leftover poison had broken free again. It would not kill him right away, but the

pain was far too severe for him to bear.

He had come to Stella today, hoping her potions would cure him for good.

The thought alone made Margaret let out a faint, cold laugh.

That cheap, useless elixir was worthless to her. She would never touch it, yet they placed all their faith in ts false healing power.

Let them rely on it then. When he lies trapped in endless agony, he will have no right to come begging for my aid.

Lost in her thoughts, a sharp, agonizing scream suddenly cut through the air.

The sound came from far away, so distant that Margaret thought she’d imagined it at first.

Winter jolted upright in bed, eyes wide with alarm. “Ms. Campbell, did you hear that scream?”

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Chapter 102 Screaming in Pure Agony

Margaret froze in surprise. “You heard it, too?”

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Winter nodded slowly, her expression stunned. “It sounded just like Crown Prince Christopher.”

Margaret’s expression darkened with understanding. She stepped outside her chamber and listened closely.

Christopher’s pained cries carried on the wind, faint but unmistakable.

She walked toward the courtyard gates, and the screams grew clearer with every step.

Christopher was screaming in pure agony, and the sound traced straight back to Stella’s courtyard— Rosethorne Court.

Stella’s quarters sat near the center of the Prime Minister’s Estate, while Margaret lived in the far, quiet corner of the grounds. The distance between them was vast, yet his cries traveled all the way to her home. That alone proved how unbearable his suffering truly was.

The loud, desperate wails drew servants and guards from every corner of the manor.

Christopher’s personal soldiers rushed to surround the outer gates of Rosethorne Court in an instant.

After a long while, the screams slowly faded into silence.

Winter wandered to the doorway, her steps cautious and unsure. “Who would dare harm the Crown Prince? Why would he cry out in such terrible pain all of a sudden?”

Margaret glanced back at her. “Don’t overthink it. Lie down and get some rest.”

Winter nodded dully. The fever medicine had left her heavy and sleepy, and she slipped back into a deep sleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

Margaret returned to her chamber alone. She needed to prepare to leave for the Ducal Palace soon.

Theodore’s poison could not be put off any longer.

She had just changed into a fresh dress when an angry voice boomed from outside her door. “Margaret! Come out at once!”

Margaret froze in shock.

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