Said No to the Prince and Yes to the King novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 My Personal Physician

“Margaret,” Theodore said casually, “come here.”

He didn’t even acknowledge the other two.

Margaret was still in a daze. She hadn’t fully processed the fact that she was suddenly rich.

When everyone turned to look at her, she finally walked over to Theodore–slowly, like she was sleepwalking.

funched

Theodore, as always, acted as if no one else in the room mattered. He barely glanced at the crowd in front of him.

“Are you sure,” he asked, “that those two are your family?”

Margaret blinked, caught off guard.

Everyone else blinked, too.

Jasper looked up, confused. He opened his mouth to speak, but Theodore cut him off. “A sister who does nothing but throw mud on your name. A brother who pretends to beg for mercy while leading others to misunderstand you. Are you sure they’re family?”

Stella’s face went pale.

Jasper quickly said, “Prince Theodore, there must be some misunderstanding. I am their older brother. Everything I do, I do for their sake. I-”

“No one asked you to speak,” Cyan snapped.

Jasper shut his mouth, fear written all over his face.

Stella wanted to say something, too, but nothing came out.

Christopher stepped forward. “Uncle Theodore, I know Margaret very well. She’s vicious. She wouldn’t even give a coin to a beggar on the street. There’s no way she saved anyone–especially not you. She doesn’t know the first thing about medicine. This has to be a misunderstanding.”

Theodore nodded slowly.

“You’re right,” he said. “There is a misunderstanding.”

Stella let out a quiet breath of relief.

But then Theodore continued, “I heard that someone mistook me for a carriage driver”

Everyone in the room froze,

Jasper stared at Theodore, his eyes full of disbelief.

So that day at the Fragrant Celestial Pavilion–Prince Theodore really was the one who invited Margaret”

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12:17 pm

Chapter 39 My Personal Physician

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And yesterday–Prince Theodore really brought her home himself?

He was so shocked he couldn’t speak.

Stella’s hands had already curled into fists. Jealousy burned in her eyes–barely hidden.

Christopher forced a smile. “Uncle Theodore, what are you saying?”

“I sent someone to bring her home,” Theodore said lightly. “Is that a problem?”

Everyone lowered their heads.

Theodore continued. “That day beneath the snowy cliff, Ms. Campbell happened to save my life. Today, I came personally to thank her. And instead, I got quite a show.”

So it was under the snowy cliff.

The person who saved Prince Theodore was clearly Margaret.

No misunderstanding at all.

Stella’s heart clenched. Jealousy surged through her–almost impossible to hide.

What a lucky bitch.

Even when she was trying to die, she still managed to save Prince Theodore.

Curse the deep snow. Curse her thick layers of fat.

Otherwise, from a cliff that high, she should have died.

Jasper still couldn’t speak.

Christopher stood frozen, just like Stella.

Then Theodore turned his gaze to Margaret. “You said I could give you whatever reward I thought my life was worth–is this enough?”

Margaret swallowed.

Enough?

This is way more than enough.

With all those things, I can just stop working forever.

Just then, Jasper shouted, “Stella! Stella, what’s wrong?”

Everyone turned. Stella had collapsed on the floor.

Christopher rushed over to pick her up.

12:17 pm

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