The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading - Chapter 43 - 42 Exchange (Second Update)

Lady Bertia, who’s become my fiancée, is a bit odd. On our first meeting, she proclaimed herself a villainess noble girl who’s been reincarnated and said that she’s working hard every day to become a splendid flower of evil that’s elegantly put in her place.

I don’t get it.

But she entertains me because I don’t understand.

That’s why I think I’ll observe her for a while.

This is a story of a crown prince who’s so talented and handsome that he’s grown bored of his easy-mode life. A story of this prince observing a self-proclaimed villainess noble girl (who seems perfect at first but is a bit off) who’s become his fiancée as she snatches flags and breaks them into pieces.

“I want to make sure that I keep an eye on what is mine…”

[r18+ . explicit mature content . no rape]

Princess Xenia eluded her arranged marriage only to end up in the arms of someone more devious… King Darius, the ruthless and impetuous ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. And even if she fought and pleaded for her freedom, the beast refused to let her go, claiming that her life was no longer hers to decide, but his alone!

Will she be able to cope with this unexpected twist of fate? Or, as everyone predicted, will she succumb to “Fate”?

Find out how things would turn for our stubborn Princess while she faces the Crown’s Entrapment the shameless and possessive king had in store for her!

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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”