The Desperate Arthur

Evelyn stood with her naked back in front of the mirror.

Derrick had left long ago.

The door had already been locked by her. Her hand didn't even tremble as she held the candle and took it near the eagle mark.

Her already red eyes got redder as she felt the pain searing through her body.

However, the pain that Derrick's words have given her was more than any other pain she could get. She had never known that her being Regan's wife would create an obstacle in his path of becoming the next king.

How could she not think about it! How could she be so stupid!

No wonder Derrick was so furious that day. She herself felt furious.

But could she really give that place to some other woman? Before she never dreamt about standing beside her prince as his wife.

However, her possessiveness for this place had grown without her inklings. Even imagining someone else to be standing beside Regan as his wife…it brought her immense pain.

She would rather die than watch that.