The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 2

Lamont’s eyes flashed with hatred at Amelie’s plaintive query.

He hooked his finger, and two bodyguards lifted Amelie by her shoulders, took her to Draven’s tombstone, and pressed hard.

Her knees hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

Amelie was forced to kneel in front of Draven’s tombstone. No matter how hard she struggled, the hands on her shoulders did not move at all.

Lamont pressed her down in front of Draven’s tombstone, his voice low and hoarse.

“A sinner.”

Lamont’s voice filled with hatred caused Amelie’s heart to tremble, and the pain was tearing her apart.

She thought, Lamont, is that what you thought from the day we got married?

Amelie suddenly turned her head and stared at Lamont. His handsome and sharp profile was still stunning, and he was so noble as if he was an aristocrat.

Yet there was only endless coldness, ridicule, and disgust in his eyes.

There was not the slightest bit of trust.

This single glance made Amelie’s heart completely cold.

She had loved him for so long, and in his eyes, she was nothing but nasty.

“Lamont…”

out his name, almost trembling. She pressed her hands firmly on the ground, refusing to give in.

I’ve been so devoted to is now siding with others in criticizing me. I have been staying

for him is not a reason for

said, “She is the murderer. Arrest her now!”

and left, she still insisted on defending herself

my

expected, Lamont still did not respond.

precise moment, Amelie’s

Lamont maintained a semblance

been married for five years, and I figured that I

whatsoever.

naïve. I hoped he

nothing but a scheming woman who covets

Draven.

so many questions.

give

“Don’t move!”

and

had the strength to defend herself. She just looked

she had loved for five years. To marry him, she even cut ties

family.

till he disappeared from

Amelie was covered in mud