The Return of the Disguised Princess novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Lamont’s eyes flashed with hatred at Amelie’s plaintive query.

He hooked his finger, and two bodyguards lifted Amelie by her shoulders, took her to Draven’s tombstone, and pressed hard.

Her knees hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

Amelie was forced to kneel in front of Draven’s tombstone. No matter how hard she struggled, the hands on her shoulders did not move at all.

Lamont pressed her down in front of Draven’s tombstone, his voice low and hoarse.

“A sinner.”

Lamont’s voice filled with hatred caused Amelie’s heart to tremble, and the pain was tearing her apart.

She thought, Lamont, is that what you thought from the day we got married?

Amelie suddenly turned her head and stared at Lamont. His handsome and sharp profile was still stunning, and he was so noble as if he was an aristocrat.

Yet there was only endless coldness, ridicule, and disgust in his eyes.

There was not the slightest bit of trust.

This single glance made Amelie’s heart completely cold.

She had loved him for so long, and in his eyes, she was nothing but nasty.

“Lamont…”

Amelie gritted her teeth and called out his name, almost trembling. She pressed her hands firmly on the ground, refusing to give in.

She thought, the husband I’ve been so devoted to is now siding with others in criticizing me. I have been staying by Lamont’s side humbly for five years because of love.

However, my love for him is not a reason for me to be arbitrarily bullied and wronged.

The police arrived. Leila pointed at Amelie and said, “She is the murderer. Arrest her now!”

Before the police captured Amelie and left, she still insisted on defending herself and looked earnestly at Lamont.

“I didn’t kill Draven. I can prove my innocence with a bit of extra time.”

However, as she expected, Lamont still did not respond. Instead, he simply stood up to leave.

At this precise moment, Amelie’s heart was completely cold.

She thought, forced by Draven, Lamont maintained a semblance of peace with me.

We have been married for five years, and I figured that I could get him to change his mind

whatsoever.

I guess I am way too naïve. I hoped he would believe me.