The Princess Consort Jumps into the Lake

In the State of Chester, at the Lee Royal Mansion. "You wretch! You knew that I was going to marry Natalie tomorrow, and yet you dared to drug me?" The man in luxurious clothing roared, glaring at the woman on the bed with hatred. Filled with fury and murderous intent, he covered her body with his. As she watched his actions, Yvonne Russell's tears silently fell. She had been married to him for half a year, but his heart only held the figure of Natalie Rowe. He had never touched her, all because of her ugly face and the parents he despised.

"Ah!" A wave of pain struck, and Yvonne Russell bit her lip in agony. Looking at the disgusted and cold face above her, her heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife. She never knew that he could despise and hate her so much. Charles Xavier coldly stared at Yvonne Russell. "To win me over, you didn't hesitate to drug me. Fine, I'll grant you your wish today! However, I can't stand looking at your face, because it's simply too disgusting!" After saying this, Charles Xavier violently tore off a veil from the bed curtains and covered Yvonne Russell's face. Those words deeply pierced Yvonne Russell's heart.

In pain, she touched her own face. On her right cheek, there was a palm-sized scar that had always made her feel inferior. People called her an ugly woman, but she also had a heart that longed for love. Her father knew that she had admired Lee King Charles Xavier since childhood and used his connections with the emperor to have her granted to Charles Xavier. However, Charles Xavier didn't love her.

At that moment, the man tormented her, his dark eyes filled with horrifying murderous intent. "Yvonne Russell, you vile woman with a venomous heart! You knew I liked Natalie, so you schemed to have me marry you; you knew I was going to marry Natalie tomorrow, so you schemed to have me touch you. If it weren't for the drug, who would want to touch you with that face of yours? I would rather touch a woman of the night than you!" Yvonne Russell looked at Charles Xavier, enduring his stormy bullying, and let out a desolate, cold laugh. "In your heart, I'm even worse than a woman of the night? Then what am I to you?"

"In my heart, you are nothing, not even worthy of carrying Natalie's shoes!" After a long time, Charles Xavier finally exhausted Yvonne Russell's body and hastily got up. He quickly dressed, not caring about the woman on the bed. With the poison neutralized, she was utterly worthless to him. Then, he cast a disgusted glance at the woman on the bed and left without mercy, ordering his maidservant, "Prepare water, I need to bathe. I don't want to be dirtied by others!"

Hearing these bone-chilling words, Yvonne Russell's body trembled violently, and her heart instantly turned cold. Charles Xavier's words were like a steel knife, cruelly stabbing into Yvonne Russell's heart. Only now did she understand how much he despised her. Previously, when he had ignored and neglected her, she still had illusions about him, thinking that as long as she treated him well, he would eventually see her sincerity and not hate her for her ugliness like other men. She never thought that she would be so unbearable in his heart.

Looking at her ruined self, thinking about his disgust and humiliation, her heart suddenly lost its foothold. Trembling, she wrapped herself in a robe, and with bare feet, stepped into the cold and desolate winter night. Not far from Feiyue Pavilion, there was a lake. In the dead of night, with the biting cold wind and the piercing lake water, a loud "splash" was heard, followed by someone exclaiming, "It's terrible! The princess consort has jumped into the lake!"