Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 757 Yes, I Do

Sylvia’s POV:

As I lay there with my back to Rufus, I overheard him talking on the phone at the door. It sounded like he had something urgent to deal with. That explained why he came back into the room, grabbed his coat, and left in a hurry.

When he closed the door from the outside, I slowly opened my eyes. I waited for a few seconds before I lay on my back and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

I stared at the ceiling blankly for a while and then sat up. When I saw the ring box on the bedside table, I picked it up and opened it.

Sitting quietly inside the box was a large diamond ring, dazzling like a star.

I couldn’t help but chuckle. Rufus was always buying me the most expensive gifts, but he never stopped to think how impractical it would be to wear such a big diamond ring on my finger.

they were too extravagant for most occasions apart from lavish banquets. If I walked around the streets wearing those, I’d

planned such a marvelous event just so he could propose to me, but I

know what else to do apart from pretending to

harder for me to leave him if we ever got

intolerable because we still hadn’t lifted the curse on

in danger. I felt both moved and guilty at the same time. Deep down inside my heart, I knew that he had no

and whispered, “Baby, your father loves you a lot, but he just loves your mother a little more. But it doesn’t matter. I will love you more.” A lot of people were looking forward to the birth of this child. If

pay attention to the prenatal education, or else the baby will

lips at her and said, “But the baby’s still too small. I doubt

that, I felt a surge of sharp pain from my belly. My voice trembled as I kept calling

she insisted that I call the

baby really understand what we were saying?” Yana

my head and kept silent. My heart was filled with warmth and joy. After all, my belly was still flat and I hadn’t had the feeling of being a mother until now. I had finally felt the existence of my

this