A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1920 - 468: Startled Bird, Soaring High

After the three people left, Neo glanced back at the tightly closed door, cutting off the mysterious silhouette of that woman.

He inadvertently caught sight of Agunara with a distracted expression, who had been like this since he first saw him, seemingly soullessly, and couldn’t help but laugh, "What’s wrong with you, Prince?"

Agunara’s steps were unsteady, his face unnaturally pale, his eyes empty and vacant, as if his spirit was wandering elsewhere.

As if he didn’t hear Neo’s words.

Neo raised an eyebrow, took a step closer, and patted his shoulder.

"Prince, I’m talking to you?"

"Ah...," Agunara was suddenly startled, jumping up like a frightened bird and then embarrassingly falling to the ground.

Neo was completely baffled.

Agunara’s behavior today was very strange...

"Please... don’t hit me, I... I know nothing...," Agunara curled up on the ground, holding his head, trembling in fear.

Neo: "...!"

Could someone tell him what’s going on?

Lorde glanced at Agunara indifferently, took a long stride, and walked away as if it was none of his concern, leaving only a tall and cold back behind.

Simon quickly walked over, helped Agunara up, "The Prince might not have rested well last night, leading to his current lack of spirit, causing the Duke’s amusement." With that, he quickly led Agunara away.

Neo stood in place, curling his lips into a smile, interesting.

"How is the Prince?" Simon asked solemnly.

The middle-aged male doctor in a white coat retracted his hand from the stethoscope, looking at the man curled up shivering on the bed, frowning deeply.

"The Prince’s body shows no discomfort."

"Impossible," Simon said in a deep voice, coldly eyeing the doctor, "If something happens to the Prince..."

The doctor instinctively shrank his neck, "Has the Prince recently experienced any sort of shock?"

Simon furrowed his brows, thinking meticulously, and after a while, he murmured, "No... that’s not right." He suddenly lifted his gaze, a cold and fierce glint flashed in his eyes, "He was attacked last night."

The doctor bent down to carefully examine the head, but Agunara suddenly grabbed his hand and bit down hard, the doctor’s face twisted in pain, but he gritted his teeth, not making a sound. Simon swiftly walked over, skillfully freeing his hand from the Prince’s jaws, but there was already a bloody bite mark on the back of his hand.

Enduring the pain, the doctor looked at the Prince, whose expression was one of fear and agitation, and said, "The Prince has a wound on his head, possibly due to a heavy blow to the brain causing nerve damage, leading to irrational actions."

"Of course, we need to do a CT scan of the Prince’s brain to confirm, this is just my personal speculation."

Simon’s eyes turned harsh, could it really be Lorde who did it?

If Lorde had anything to do with it, he wouldn’t get away scot-free. Although Lais Country is small, they wouldn’t tolerate being bullied without fighting back.

Simon immediately sent someone to contact the Queen, and Butler Ziyu arranged for Agunara to be taken to the hospital.

The examination results came out, although Agunara had an external head injury, it was not serious, ruling out the possibility of nerve damage.

Yet seeing the Prince’s lost expression, several experts held consultations but still had no leads.

Simon’s eyes darkened, "Lorde..."

Even if he had nothing to do with it, the blame should fall on his head.

——

Upon learning that the Princess was ill, Lorde was momentarily stunned.

Last night she had danced with him, the fragrance of the young girl seemed to still linger around his nose, her soft spoken words echoed in his ears, tossing and turning all night, unable to get the image of her smiling face out of his mind; for the first time, he suffered from insomnia.

How could she be ill?

He subconsciously stood up to leave, but after taking a couple of steps, he returned.

Sat squarely on the sofa.

After years of a fierce life, his heart had been trained to be as cold and hard as a snowy peak.

Why did he want to stay?

He thought for a long time, unable to find a reason to convince himself.

He recalled a phrase his father always said, he wasn’t getting any younger, it was time to start a family, his father had arranged meetings with several daughters of government officials, suggesting he should meet them when he had the chance.

Indeed, it was time he got married, though he had never thought about this issue before, believing his whole life dedicated to the country, unable to imagine what it would be like to tie his life to a woman.

But thinking of that person, his heart uncontrollably pounded fiercely for a moment...

He stood up in a panic, his steps somewhat hasty and aimless.

——

The medicine was too bitter, Yun Ya drank it all in one go without frowning.

Before the medicine bowl was returned to Xiao Nan’s hand, it fell to the ground with a "clang" and shattered. Yun Ya clutched the bed’s edge and bent over, vomiting everything she had just drunk.

Her long hair fell loose, and the thin shoulders of the young girl trembled slightly with the motion of vomiting, adding an even more pitiful frailty.

What came out was all medicine and acidic liquid.

Her stomach was emptied.

Slender, jade-like fingers clung tightly to the quilt, veins bulging on the back of her hand.

It feels so uncomfortable...

Xiao Nan was startled, and quickly bent down to support her. Yun Ya straightened up with her strength, her face weak and pale, yet her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips were even more strikingly beautiful against the pale backdrop.

An unadorned, extraordinary, natural beauty without artifice.

Yun Ya took a few breaths, raised her hand to her chest, and gently stroked it a few times.

Xiao Nan was so anxious that tears fell, and she looked at her with concern.

Yun Ya smiled and raised her hand to wipe away her tears: "Why are you crying? I’m not dead yet...."

As she said this, Xiao Nan felt even more uncomfortable. Why does heaven torment such a beautiful woman?

But she couldn’t speak, only opening her mouth to make vague "ah ah" sounds.

Yun Ya understood her lip language and smiled: "It’s not easy for the heavens to create a monster like me; they won’t take me back so easily."

Xiao Nan’s tears flowed even more fiercely.

Yun Ya leaned back against the bedhead, smiling at her. Xiao Nan, young with delicate features, crying truly like a tear-streaked pear blossom, invoking pity in any who see her.

I wonder what kind of crime such a woman committed to end up in this fate.

"Sit down and talk to me." Yun Ya smiled and pulled her to sit down.

Xiao Nan obediently sat down.

"I am fluent in lip language, so just use it to communicate with me in the future."

Xiao Nan nodded while wiping away tears.

"How old are you this year?"

Xiao Nan said using lip language, "Twenty-two."

So young!

"Can you tell me your story?" Yun Ya asked softly.

Such gentle eyes touched the softest part in Xiao Nan’s heart in an instant, as if finding an anchor, tears poured down in a rush, looking so sorrowful.

She sobbed, but it did not prevent Yun Ya from understanding her story.

Born in a rural village in the south of Country Hua, her life was difficult from birth. Her father died in an accident at a construction site when her mother was eight months pregnant with her. Upon hearing the bad news, her mother died in childbirth, leaving her an orphan from birth. She was raised by her grandmother, who cursed her as a jinx who brought misfortune and often beat and scolded her. She grew up with difficulty but was sold by her aunt to a neighboring village’s widower with a tendency for domestic violence to raise money for her cousin’s marriage. She was only sixteen then, crying and begging her grandmother to save her, but her grandmother heartlessly pushed her out, and she was knocked out and tied into the bridal room by her wicked aunt and cousin.

On the wedding night, she was almost beaten to death by the groom, an ugly and lecherous forty-year-old man, old enough to be her father. It was a nightmare she can never shake off. Even thinking about it now, her body uncontrollably trembles.

Yun Ya gently held her hand: "It’s all in the past...."

She was extremely scared, covered in wounds and dared not resist, but the boy from the neighboring family... that clear-minded young man... always appeared at her worst and most helpless moments. He was the only light in her hellish life, yet this wretched life made her deeply self-conscious!

When the old man mistakenly thought she was having an affair with that boy and tried to strangle her in rage, the boy accidentally killed him. She will always remember him standing there in a daze, hands covered in blood, eyes filled with panic.

"I... I killed someone...."

He grabbed her hand and ran, "Let’s leave here, start anew in a place where no one knows us...."

In the just-past college entrance exams, he achieved top marks in the province, hailed as a golden phoenix soaring from a humble nest, destined for a brilliant future.

How could she ruin his promising future and life?

She would be struck by heaven’s wrath.