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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 113

When she said those words, Lucy felt guilty as well.

“Who on earth is this lady, who’s equally beautiful as Lady Jordan? Why does she appear so intimate with Nathalia?” Lucy then stood up, “No, this won’t do.

I must go back now and inform Lady Jordan about this.

Lady Jordan, if you don’t pay more attention to Nathalia, your future husband is going to run away with this vixen!”

Once she reached St Jade Chamber, Lucy anxiously looked for Jordan, who was meditating, and described what she saw today.

After saying that, Lucy felt extremely thirsty, and as she was pouring herself some water, she watched Jordan’s indifferent attitude.

“Lady Jordan, why aren’t you nervous at all! Your husband’s going to run away with another woman!”

“What’s there to worry about?” Jordan looked askance at Lucy.

“Also, let me emphasize once more that we’re not married yet, and he’s not my husband.”

Lucy ruthlessly exposed Jordan and commented, “Lady Jordan, you’re just stubborn.

Before this, you were both hugging and embracing each other.

Moreover, I know what you feel about Nathalia…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Jordan glared at her with a gaze full of murderous aura, and Lucy hurriedly covered her mouth, making muffling sounds.

Jordan snorted.

“What feelings are you talking about? I don’t care about him at all.

However, doesn‘t he know that there are only twenty days left until Evergreen Town’s competition? Why is he still out and about, being so busy? Hrnrn? What are you laughing at?”

Seeing Jordan’s malicious expression, Lucy laughed harder, squinting her eyes as if she was a cunning little fox.

“Lady Jordan, I thought you don’t care about him? Why are you still concerned about what he’s doing out of town?”

Jordan instantly blushed, and she argued, “I’m not concerned about him.

Instead, I’m worried about the Lawrence family’s spot.

If he doesn’t appreciate the chance, this spot will be wasted.”

“Lady Jordan, you’re so stubborn,” Lucy poked fun at Jordan, pouting.

“You… Get out!” Jordan responded meanly.

“Alright.

I’m going out.” Lucy dragged her words.

Then, she secretly looked at Jordan and smirked as she walked out the door.

The room once again fell into silence.

Jordan shut her eyes and started meditating.

However, not long after, she once again opened her eyes, appearing annoyed.

Jordan found that she felt upset after listening to the news from Lucy, and she could not meditate as she did before.

Instead, Lucy’s words kept repeating in her mind.

“Your husband’s going to run away with another woman…”

“Lady Jordan, I know what you feel about Nathalia…”

“Humph! I don’t feel anything for him.

I only… I only care about the Lawrence family’s sport…”

Jordan shook her head as if she tried to toss away the thoughts in her mind.

“However… Nathalia, why are you not training hard at home and going out and about? You’re even meeting tip with another woman! But… But we’re not official yet… So, what rights do I have to control you?”

At the thought of this, Jordan suddenly felt somewhat regretful.

Why did she run away from home when she found out about the marriage arrangement? Now, she was yet to officially meet Vivian because of that…

The incident during the Lawrence family’s trials did not count.

“It’s all your fault! It’ s all your fault!”

After throwing a minor tantrum, there was a hint of determination in Jordan‘s eyes.

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