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

hand and planted a kiss

again, though. What if you cut yourself

her

a bright

matter.I like cooking

the others began to butter

nice of

your relationship.It makes

stop breaking she-wolves's hearts.You've already been married—twice, in

Richard and Lady Lucy are

put

can attend our wedding next

there!" everyone

space, everyone filed out

the door was closed behind them,

me, her expression as cold as ice.But I didn't mind.I opened the lunch box

late?" I asked as I rummaged

Lucy snorted.

over and act like we're in love.You should feel

piece of beef with my fork and put it into my mouth.

"You cooked this?"

that act?" Lucy looked at her beautiful nails

it in a restaurant

rather have the kitchen blown up than let