CHAPTER 13: UNTITLED

She sat on the sofa anxiously as she held the tablet in her hand.

Every second felt like a decade, but she understood that patience was a virtue. But who would care about virtues at a time like this?

As she glared at the screen, hoping and praying for something to happen, her prayer was answered.

[PRINCESS whom you are following is LIVE.]

That was a notification that popped up on her screen, and it was the same for other people all over the globe.

When she saw that, she hurriedly clicked on the link and soon her screen showed a full frame, revealing the face that she had been dying to see for hours now.

When she saw that little girl blinking her eyes at the screen, Lena choked.

'Baby, Mommy is happy to see you!'

After not getting her messages replied to by Zara the previous day, Lena didn't sleep at all. Those servants of her daughter were simply too ridiculous. It was a waste of time to ask them.

So, when she saw that her princess looked better than she was yesterday, she couldn't help but tear up.

Her baby was looking better and to her, that's all that mattered. No matter what, she wasn't going to hold a funeral for her child, but a grand birthday. As for fate and destiny, she was tired of that sh*t.

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Zara looked at the bullet comments that kept on flooding in and smiled weakly as she found her fans to be very loyal.

It was very novel that people were still willing to be with her, even though they were quite aware that she might not have much to offer them.

After waiting for five minutes, the view count had reached twenty thousand, and the number kept on increasing.

Since there were a lot of people already waiting for her, she didn't want to waste their data and time anymore.

As she was more energetic in the morning, Zara wasn't wearing a mask. She wanted to have a talk with her viewers and that oxygen mask would hinder her from doing exactly that.

"Hello, guys. I hope that you have been well!" Zara greeted warmly and politely as she looked at the screen.

[PRINCESS, I love your voice a lot!]

[We slept well.]

[Missing you, only.]

[Where are you today?]

[…]

[…]

Reading the comments again, Zara's mood even improved.

"It's great to see you all with positive energy like this. I slept pretty well myself and I am glad to say that I am alive. So, it's another day of being grateful!"

[Being alive is a blessing. Many people tend to take that for granted.]

[Be well, Princess!]

[What's for today?]

[…]

[…]

"From today going forward, I will do my best to show you my daily life. I don't do anything much since my body is a bit weak. So, if you find the stream boring, please don't hesitate to find something interesting."

[You should rest.]

[Stay at home and see a doctor.]

[You can never be boring. Don't worry, we will accompany you.]

"For those that are worried about a doctor, don't worry, I have one with me. So, nothing major will happen. And thank you for showing concern. I will do my best to entertain you and make myself happy at the same time."

"A lot of you are wondering where I am going and what I am doing. I will share a bit with you today. I still want to keep my final destination a secret for now."

[Now, will you tell us?]

[I still want a fan meeting!]

[….]

[….]

"I will be traveling to several places that I find very meaningful. Be it a scenic spot or something else, I will go to those places. I will show you where I go and hope that you will like it."

"At the moment, we are in town V and I will be doing some shopping today," as she said that, her eyes were all lit up as if she was talking about something entirely different.

[PRINCESS. Is it in my head of what? Why do you seem to be so happy with shopping?"]

When Zara saw that comment alongside others who were more or less the same, a smile blossomed on her face.

"I have been too weak ever since I was young. So, I wasn't allowed to go anywhere else. This will be my first-time shopping in a very long time. So, I am very happy about that."

Zara looked at the comments and replied to some questions.

"Click." the sound of the door unlocking sounded.

While she was doing that, she raised her head as she looked towards the door. Moments later, Emma appeared as she held a tray of food.

"Guys, it's breakfast time. I won't shut down the live stream, so be patient for a while," Zara informed the viewers first before she set aside the tablet.

Moments later, Emma was with her.

Zara watched as Emma performed the familiar movements she had gotten used to for a very long time.

Emma set the folding table before placing the tray on top. After that, Emma started feeding Zara.

Zara wasn't ashamed of being fed. And since she would only cause a disaster if she were to eat by herself, Zara forgot the thousands of viewers currently witnessing this very moment.

[OMG! She is …..]

[We all can see it. She is being fed!]

[I am just wondering how sick she is!]

[I want to know which family she comes from!]

The comments were flooding the screen, and many people, including trollers, were very busy.

Watching the stream without blinking was Lena, who at this moment was crying without holding back.

Cade wasn't at home, so she didn't have anyone to coax her or calm her down.

In the end, the several maids and the butler could only watch her with red eyes as Lena cried her heart out.

They weren't fools. Just like Lena, some of them were sneakily watching their fifth Miss's livestream.

So, they all understood the pain that Lena, as the mother, was experiencing.

In another place, Ashely was in the bathroom as she washed her face, trying to hide the tears that kept streaming down her cheeks.

In a certain country, a woman with a cold expression and an aura that was capable of freezing people in place had her brows furrowed as a complicated expression flashed in her eyes.

That was the case for several family members of Zara. Their feelings were quite complicated and, honestly, it was very difficult to really get their emotions in order.

As for the person causing all that, she managed to finish her small bowl of porridge with a twinkle of happiness in her eyes.

Those who had watched her could tell that Zara had indeed enjoyed that porridge that most people wouldn't even dare to eat.

Who would want to eat such watery porridge?