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Story: The Rejected Princess
My hands and feet became cold. I pushed the meeting door open forcefully. “Desmond is bleeding internally in the brain, Jalen. I need a surgeon to operate on him.”
Jalen gave me a scowl. “Watch your manners, Helen! Celina is the one who got hurt while out riding a horse. Desmond is doing fine. Nothing is wrong with him.”
I continued shaking my head. I was too exhausted to argue. I asked him: “That’s not true. Desmond is hurt. Just see it for yourself…”
“That’s enough! I hate schemers like you. If you really can’t bear to leave me, just accept Nyra and Celina. Stop giving them trouble!”
“Get out and stop mentioning Desmond!”
That’s when I remembered Jalen didn’t acknowledge Desmond as his son.
Why would he care if Desmond got hurt?
I was overwhelmed by despair.
Wait, no. There was still something I could accomplish.
I called as I watched Desmond on the verge of death.
“Hello, I need a helicopter.”
A helicopter arrived at the hospital very quickly. I carried Desmond back to Silverhowl Pack.
The surgery was successful. Desmond was safe, but he needed some time to rest and recover.
I could finally stop worrying.
I didn’t have time to finish tying up loose ends at Snowshade Pack because I had to leave quickly. I instructed the steward to hurry up and pack my belongings.
The next day, Jalen awoke exhausted in the hospital.
Celina’s leg wound had been treated, but breakfast was taking too long to arrive.
Jalen took out his phone to send me a message, only to realise I had blocked his number.
Could there be a problem with the network? Jalen wasn’t concerned about it. If the message was not delivered, I would call him to arrange for his daily necessities.
He checked his mobile logs, but they were empty. There were no missed calls.
The last thing I said to him was, “Desmond is hurt.”
Jalen felt his heart skip a beat. He assumed it was just a trick I used to get his attention. Might I be telling the truth? He hurried home before Nyra and Celina awoke.
When he walked in, the steward was busy with several servants. They were busy packing up. Jalen frowned. “What are all of you doing? Where’s Helen?”
The steward bowed to him. “Master Jalen, Her Highness has brought Young Master Desmond back to Silverhowl Pack. We’re taking away everything that belonged to her.”
“What?!” Jalen was stunned. “Helen returned to Silverhowl Pack? I don’t agree to it!”
Before Jalen could process this information, a servant presented him with an exquisite gift box. “Steward, there is a set of Wolf’s Eye Stone jewellery made exclusively for the Luna. Do we take it with us?”
The steward took a quick glance at it. “No. This is Master Jalen’s gift to Miss Nyra. It has nothing to do with Her Highness.”
Jalen raised his hand. “Wait. When did I give Nyra any jewellery?”
“How forgetful of you, Master Jalen. Miss Nyra told us two days ago that this was a gift from you. She even told Princess Helen that you can’t wait to marry Miss Nyra.”
Jalen’s face fell.
Jalen gave me a scowl. “Watch your manners, Helen! Celina is the one who got hurt while out riding a horse. Desmond is doing fine. Nothing is wrong with him.”
I continued shaking my head. I was too exhausted to argue. I asked him: “That’s not true. Desmond is hurt. Just see it for yourself…”
“That’s enough! I hate schemers like you. If you really can’t bear to leave me, just accept Nyra and Celina. Stop giving them trouble!”
“Get out and stop mentioning Desmond!”
That’s when I remembered Jalen didn’t acknowledge Desmond as his son.
Why would he care if Desmond got hurt?
I was overwhelmed by despair.
Wait, no. There was still something I could accomplish.
I called as I watched Desmond on the verge of death.
“Hello, I need a helicopter.”
A helicopter arrived at the hospital very quickly. I carried Desmond back to Silverhowl Pack.
The surgery was successful. Desmond was safe, but he needed some time to rest and recover.
I could finally stop worrying.
I didn’t have time to finish tying up loose ends at Snowshade Pack because I had to leave quickly. I instructed the steward to hurry up and pack my belongings.
The next day, Jalen awoke exhausted in the hospital.
Celina’s leg wound had been treated, but breakfast was taking too long to arrive.
Jalen took out his phone to send me a message, only to realise I had blocked his number.
Could there be a problem with the network? Jalen wasn’t concerned about it. If the message was not delivered, I would call him to arrange for his daily necessities.
He checked his mobile logs, but they were empty. There were no missed calls.
The last thing I said to him was, “Desmond is hurt.”
Jalen felt his heart skip a beat. He assumed it was just a trick I used to get his attention. Might I be telling the truth? He hurried home before Nyra and Celina awoke.
When he walked in, the steward was busy with several servants. They were busy packing up. Jalen frowned. “What are all of you doing? Where’s Helen?”
The steward bowed to him. “Master Jalen, Her Highness has brought Young Master Desmond back to Silverhowl Pack. We’re taking away everything that belonged to her.”
“What?!” Jalen was stunned. “Helen returned to Silverhowl Pack? I don’t agree to it!”
Before Jalen could process this information, a servant presented him with an exquisite gift box. “Steward, there is a set of Wolf’s Eye Stone jewellery made exclusively for the Luna. Do we take it with us?”
The steward took a quick glance at it. “No. This is Master Jalen’s gift to Miss Nyra. It has nothing to do with Her Highness.”
Jalen raised his hand. “Wait. When did I give Nyra any jewellery?”
“How forgetful of you, Master Jalen. Miss Nyra told us two days ago that this was a gift from you. She even told Princess Helen that you can’t wait to marry Miss Nyra.”
Jalen’s face fell.