Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 129

Rejected by the Crown Prince? I Married His Uncle

Chapter 129 Fight Whatever Comes Our Way

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No one else had touched that bowl of soup at any point. He had handled every step entirely on his own.

He had cleaned every tool with great care, so there was no way anything could have gone wrong.

He’d even tasted a few sips himself, and he still had no stomach pain at all.

Could a tiny taste be harmless, while drinking half the bowl bring on sharp cramps?

The thought alone was completely impossible.

If the soup had truly been tainted, Margaret would have felt sick too by now.

Yet if the soup was perfectly fine, why had both Stella and Nadia suffered from stomach trouble?

They had barely spoken a word after drinking it.

The chilling thought crossed his mind–what if they’d planned this together all along?

Cold dread crept up his spine.

What if they had only been pretending to be ill?

If Margaret had really cooked that soup as I’d claimed, what would the outcome have been?

Margaret would have surely faced severe and unfair punishment.

At that thought, Jasper suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Countless past incidents flashed through his mind.

Margaret told me to lie to Stella and say she’d made the soup for a clear reason–she had seen Stella’s true character long before.

If Stella had always been this calculating and cruel…

Then she was the cunning, heartless one all these years, not Margaret.

Jasper’s blood ran cold with every new thought.

His face turned grim, and his hands shook without stopping.

He dared not think deeper.

Every hidden truth only grew more disturbing.

Jasper finally saw Margaret clearly, not as the stubborn, unruly girl he’d always judged.

He also finally realized the so–called gentle and kind Stella hid a dark, hidden side.

If everything Margaret has said over the years is the honest truth, if she has lived trapped in Stella’s shadow this whole

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Chapter 129 Fight Whatever Comes Our Way

time… I can not bear to imagine all she’d endured.

It explains why she has grown so cold and unyielding.

Before he realized it, Jasper had wandered near Bloomveil Court.

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Winter’s soft voice drifted over the courtyard wall, loud and clear. “Ms. Campbell, we should head over soon. Mr. Timothy Campbell will grow impatient waiting for dinner.”

Margaret said, “It’s fine. Your injuries haven’t healed yet. You don’t need to come with me.”

With only a wall between them, Jasper could hear every word of their conversation clearly. He froze in a daze.

Winter is hurt?

He remembered the day they’d returned to the estate together. Winter had been covered in wounds and bruises.

They’d warned everyone then that Stella had meant to take their lives.

But Christopher had refused to believe a word of it.

Jasper had only stood by in cold silence, never pausing to listen or understand their fear.

A sharp twinge of guilt tugged at his heart.

Margaret’s calm voice came next. “Stay inside the courtyard and rest. Move to an empty spare room from now on. No one can sneak in and kidnap you while you sleep. There are plenty of free chambers–pick whichever you like. If anyone ever tries to harm you again, run for help or hide. If you have no other choice, stay right by my side. Do you understand?”

It turned out that even Margaret–who’d changed so suddenly and turned so cold–still had her soft

moments.

It had been days since he’d last heard her speak, with such gentleness.

Winter’s voice trembled with tears, “Ms. Campbell, what if Ms. Stella Campbell tries to kill you again? Mr. Timothy Campbell will never believe your side. Mr. Jasper Campbell has always favored Ms. Stella Campbell, and he will never trust you either. Even Crown Prince Christopher only cares for her. Her last group of attackers failed, but she will only send stronger men next time. What will we do then?”

“Fight whatever comes our way,” Margaret said evenly. “She failed once, and she won’t dare strike again so soon. I’ll avoid going out alone from now on, and I won’t give her another opening to hurt us.”

“I’m the one holding you back,” Winter whimpered. “I’m weak and useless…”

“Don’t say that. Rest here quietly. I’ll come back right after dinner.”

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