Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Richard's POV: 

Once a month, executives of the Royal Military School would hold a regular meeting.

Although they always just talked about nonsense, I had always listened to them carefully.

Today, however, I was inexplicably upset and restless.I took a sip of coffee absentmindedly and watched them quarrel with each other over the construction of a new swimming pool.

It was so petty and boring.I sneered internally.

"Prince Richard, what do you think?" the dean turned to me and squinted.

His vision was bad, but he forgot to wear glasses today, so he inadvertently stared at the vase beside me.I coughed and answered with a polite smile.

"It's up to you."

As soon as I said this, they continued to quarrel.

In the end, they didn't reach an agreement.

As soon as the meeting was over, Lucy strode over in high heels.

She was flanked by two maids, looking very high-profile.

"Honey, what brings you here?"

I stood up in surprise and walked to the door to receive her.

"Miss Stevens got up early and made lunch for you herself," a maid behind Lucy announced loudly.

so

and planted a

What if you

her head

cheeks turned a bright crimson and she

like cooking

began to butter up

of

envy your relationship.It makes me want to

stop breaking she-wolves's hearts.You've already

Lady Lucy are

hand, I put on a modest

attend our wedding next

there!" everyone

give us some space, everyone filed

behind them, Lucy and I immediately

opposite me, her expression as cold as ice.But I didn't mind.I opened

were you so late?" I asked as I rummaged through the {unch

Lucy snorted.

act like we're in love.You should feel grateful that I came

with my

"You cooked this?"

actually buy that act?" Lucy looked at her beautiful nails

just bought it in a

senses.I'd rather have the kitchen blown up than let