Chapter 7
Thanksgiving arrived in the blink of an eye, and a grand banquet was held at the palace. Socialites from all walks of life were invited to attend.
The moment Orion entered the banquet hall, he began searching for me.
Rowan supported me as we walked through the corridor, 1 wore a deep purple evening gown simple yet elegant. A diamond brooch sparkled on my chest, enhancing an ethereal and noble mara
Orion was momentarily stunned.
In contrast, Serena, though dressed to the nines, looked as though she were covered in a layer of dust. Her eyes were dull and lifeless.
Celon quickly strode toward me. “Claire)”
Serena was left standing awardly to the side, head bowed, too ashamed to meet the amused, mocking goes around her.
“Clare, I was blind before. I mistook someone else for you. Can you forgive me?” Orion’s voice was low and pleading.
“You’re still in my heart!”
“You love me too, don’t you?”
He sounded almost pitiful, cautiously testing the waters.
Seeing that I said nothing, he began pulling out a slow of objects from his bag–dozens of items, big and small–offering them to me like trophies.
“Claire, that day you got mad and threw away everything I gave you–I found them all!”
I found every piece out of that pond myself. I didn’t let anyone else help me!”
“And the dowry I shamelessly took–I’ve returned it all to you. Please don’t be angry anymore, alright?”
The guests nearby watched us intently, waiting for a scandal to unfold
Serena looked pair with humiliation. Unable to hold it in any longer, she suddenly covered her mouth and bent over, dry heaving. “Urgh”
A few experienced ladies gasped in surprise.
“Could Serena be pregnant?”
Serena’s eyes lit up instantly as she looked at Orion.
She had a vague fooling this child could be her ticket to redemption–her strongest anchor for the future.
Even if Orion was angry wi
with her, surely he would soften for the sake of the baby.
But to her dismay, Orion didn’t look the least bit happy. On the contrary, guilt and panje clouded his face.
let out a soft ride and raised a brow.
Orion, is this what you munt when you said y
you still had me in your heart?”
His expression darkened inundately as or scrambled to explain.
“Claire, she drugged me. It wasn’t my choice,”
I waved him all and sat down with Ruwan
Serma, looking hurt, approached Orion, trying to gain a bit of his sympatlay.
tead, he shot her a fierce plate.
“You planned this whole scene just to make a spectacle for Claire, didn’t you?
“Now that she’s angry with me, are you satisfied
Sena lowered her gaze, tears falling in large drops.
vas grim,
In the past, Orion could never bear to see her cry. But now, she sat weeping silently for a long time, and he didn’t even glance at her. His face was g his eyes unconsciously drifting in my direction
Alter the banquet ended, Rowan wrapped his arm around me as we walked out of the palace.
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Orion, like a lingering ghost, followed us still
During the banquet, every intimate gesture Rowan made pouring wine for me, standing close–had cut into Orion like a knife.
He had held back long enough.
“Claire, you still refuse to forgive me. Does that mean… you’ve fallen for him?”
“Why? Just because he’s the future king?
“If it weren’t for him, would you have come back to me?”
His eyes were bloodshot, his tone desperate, almost deranged. A cold shiver ran down my spine.
I raised my hand and struck him. A clear handprint appeared on his pale face
“Orion! Are you insane?!”
Rowan merely cast him a cool glance, then led me away without a word,
But Orion’s words echoed in my ears, unsettling me long after
Only then did I realize I cared for Rowan far more than I had ever imagined.
He cradled me in his lap that night, whispering gently as he comforted me.
“Don’t worry, Claire, J’ll be alright.”
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