Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 659 Go Back With Me

Warren’s POV:

I waited on the path Flora would p@ssthrough, holding a roast chicken. I didn’t spot her until darkness had almost descended.

There was no training today. She was dressed in a floral skirt and a flimsy beige blouse. Her soft short hair caressed her cheeks, and a cherry-patterned hairpin held her bangs in place. It was hot today. Her face was as flushed as a ripe apple, making her look more vibrant and pretty.

I called out to her, startling her. The watermelon slipped from her grip and rolled away, coming to a stop at my feet.

Fortunately, it was still in one piece.

Flora angrily trotted over to pick up the watermelon. “What are you doing? Why were you hiding in the dark to scare me?”

Then she sniffed the air experimentally. “Why do I smell roast chicken?”

I chuckled. Her nose was so sensitive. “I brought you a roast chicken. Would you like to taste it?” I lifted the bag I was holding and jiggled it in front of her face.

thrust the watermelon into my arms, grabbed the roast chicken, and sat in the bench on the roadside

you here waiting for me? Anything you wanna tell me?” Flora licked her greasy fingers and shot me a curious

hadn’t expected her to be so sharp that she could guess I had something to discuss with her. I felt a little bitter. “What? Why do I need a reason? Can’t I come to see you just because I feel

from your expression that there is a reason,” Flora scoffed and commented while enjoying the

the handkerchief I was holding. “You

snorted smugly. “I knew

have to go to attend her wedding.” As

and put down the roast chicken in astonishment.

was getting married so soon. After all, Leonard had always been worried about her marriage.

the idea of taking Flora to the

come with you? This doesn’t concern me.” I wasn’t bothered about

to go. But don’t drag me along with you.” Flora turned

tell me if you’ve been hiding something from me over the past few months.” I wiped my hands clean, turned her face toward me, and gave her a serious look. “You can’t hide

mine. She stuttered, “What… what are you talking about? I

I asked,

color drained from her face. She quickly shoved my hands away and said in a shrill voice, “I’m not pregnant. How can

test report from my pocket and read the information on

and said in disbelief, “Damn it! I’d thrown this