Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146 It Really Was Him

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“Your tearful look may seem pitiful, but your eyes are far too swollen right now. You ought to cry less from now on, Stella,” Christopher said casually, completely unaware how stiff her expression had turned.

He stood up soon after. “I have urgent official duties to tend to. I’ll come see you again another day.”

With that, he turned and left in a hurry, his retreating steps even carrying a faint trace of unease.

The moment Christopher was gone, Stella finally snapped.

She flew into a rage and smashed every object in her room to the floor.

“Damn it. Margaret, you deserve to die,” she shouted.

Nadia rushed inside in a panic. “Calm yourself. Crown Prince Christopher has just left.”

“Did you hear what he said?” Stella trembled all over, consumed by fury. “I’m only to be his Royal Consort. The Crown Princess title is gone, stolen right out of my reach.”

“It has to be Margaret,” she shrieked. “She must have spoken lies about me to Queen Norma. Why else would Queen Norma block my path to becoming Crown Princess? Crown Prince Christopher always obeys Queen Norma. With Queen Norma against me, I’ll never claim that title.”

She screamed in raw frustration. “He said I’ve put on weight. He called my crying ugly. Does he truly love me? He only adores my face. He coaxes me gently only when I look beautiful. Now that I’m hidden behind a veil, he doesn’t even bother to comfort me. His love is nothing but empty and fake.”

Nadia spoke quickly to soothe her. “You’ve always known the truth. Crown Prince Christopher’s affection only lasts as long as you remain the realm’s most beautiful lady. You’ve always said that if you ever lost your looks, he would leave you without a second thought. That is why you’ve always treasured your appearance above all else.”

“I knew it deep down,” Stella sobbed bitterly. “Yet his sweet words fooled me. I truly believed he loved me, not just my face.”

She choked back tears, her heart breaking. “Before Margaret grew overweight, he whispered countless sincere promises to her, too. Once she lost her beauty, he turned all his affection to me without hesitation.”

“I won his heart so easily,” she muttered darkly. “Some new beauty could just as easily steal him away one day.”

Despair weighed heavily on her. “I haven’t even become Crown Princess yet. He could leave me for another woman once I hold that title. I needed that power first.”

“Stop crying at once,” Nadia urged. “Your eyes are swollen beyond repair. Now that you see how shallow Crown Prince Christopher’s love is, you must grow stronger on your own. Above all, no one—not him, not anyone—can learn you’ve lost all your hair.”

Stella touched the wig on her head, her expression turning sharp and serious. “You’re right.”

Nadia lowered her voice. “I thought I was mistaken at first, but I’ve watched these past two days closely.

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Chapter 146 It Really Was Him

That overweight Margaret is losing weight, and quickly. Her clothes hang loose on her now.”

Stella’s eyes widened in shock. “That’s impossible.”

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“I thought the same, yet it’s true,” Nadia replied. “I wonder if the poison we gave her has faded. If she keeps slimming down, her features will grow sharper, and she’ll rival your beauty once more.”

“It cannot happen,” Stella snapped coldly. “Find a stronger poison to give her. I will never let her outshine me again.”

Nadia bowed her head obediently. “It shall be done.”

“If you can,” Stella added in a vicious whisper, “end her life for good.”

“I understand.”

Meanwhile, the carriage came to a stop outside the Ducal Palace.

Margaret and Theodore had barely spoken a word the entire ride.

Theodore broke the silence right before they stepped out. “Why are you so quiet and downcast?”

Margaret blinked in surprise. “I’m fine. I was just lost in thought.”

“Do you still care for him?” Theodore asked out of nowhere.

Margaret stared at him in total confusion.

What is he talking about?

“I can take you back if you wish to see him again,” Theodore said evenly.

Margaret fell speechless.

Has he spent this whole trip overthinking such silly things?

“You’re mistaken, Prince Theodore,” she said plainly. “I told you already–his suffering is self–inflicted. I have no lingering feelings for him at all.”

A strange tension hung thick in the carriage, and Margaret couldn’t help but ask, “Wait a moment. Was Crown Prince Christopher’s mysterious injury last night your doing?”

Theodore did not deny it. Instead, he asked, “What were you truly thinking about on the ride here?”

Margaret’s mouth twitched in shock.

It really was him. No wonder Crown Prince Christopher’s men never found the unknown assassin.

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