A Beauty With Multiple Masks

At that moment, the royal guards and attendants were all dismissed by Nancy. She then looked at the towering figure of Matthew with a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

“Matthew, the stuff that you saw… It isn’t like that…” Nancy explained, but Matthew was having none of it.

He interrupted her with a grim voice, “Your Majesty, those matters have nothing to do with me. If that’s what you want to talk about, you can save it. My wife has recently fallen ill, so I need to return to her side.”

No sooner had he spoken than he turned around to leave. However, Nancy suddenly hugged him from behind.

“Matthew, haven’t you always wanted me to be yours? I’ll give myself to you. All of it as long you don’t stay angry at me, all right?”

Despite her age, Nancy had managed to maintain a stunning figure. Even when she was speaking, she would rub herself against Matthew’s back on purpose.

If it was any time before, Matthew would have easily succumbed to her seduction, as he had loved her since he was young. But the thought of what she had done filled him with so much rage that overwhelmed any lust he harbored.

had hardly finished before he pried

me, Nancy.

Nancy wrapped her arms around his waist again. Nuzzling her face in his back, she purred, “Do you

suddenly brought them back to forty years ago. Back then, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy going on sixteen, while Nancy was already twenty. Nevertheless, he had already developed feelings for her and wanted her to wait for him to grow older so that

she didn’t take his words seriously and chose to obey her parents by

marriage filled him with despair

her teary-eyed. It was then that he declared his eternal love for her and willingness to fulfill any of her wishes regardless of

those words with

hadn’t forgotten what he said all those years

mean something