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The days leading up to the wedding were particularly agonizing.
Sheena spent the last two days in a daze.
On the eve of the wedding, Nathaniel had the wedding gown delivered to her small apartment.
She gently touched the expensive couture wedding gown before her, feeling an ironic twist of fate.
This was her first wedding ceremony, the second time donning a wedding gown.
She had thought she would never have the chance to wear one again, only to find herself marrying a man she did not love.
Nathaniel stood at the doorway of her room, silently observing her.
“Nana, do you like it? I had Laubabwe’s most renowned designer spend a week creating it. It’s the only one of its kind in the world.”
Sheena withdrew her hand from the gown, her expression calm as she sat at the edge of the bed.
“Why are you here?”
“These days, I’ve been keeping my promise and taking care of Lionel according to your wishes. His injuries have healed considerably. You don’t need to worry about him anymore.”
Sheena breathed a sigh of relief but did not say anything.
Nathaniel explained the plan, “Once we officially conduct the wedding ceremony, I’ll release Lionel from the dungeon. During our beautiful night together, I’ll have someone deliver Clear to Lionel, and he’ll be on a flight back to Froania that very night.”
“Got it.”
Sheena appeared indifferent, pulling back the covers and curling up in bed.
“You can return to Alzer Palace. I’m tired and want to sleep.”
“Alright, I won’t disturb your rest. Goodnight, Nana.”
Sheena ignored him, and he closed the door behind him as he left her small
apartment.
As soon as Nathaniel left, Sheena sat up on the bed, staring at the small airplane
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Once Lionel had received Clear, she was prepared to die with Nathaniel if he truly intended to sleep with her!
This would all be over soon!
That same night, at the same time, someone with a special pardon entered the dungeon quietly.
In a drowsy state, Lionel heard the sound of the cell door opening.
A figure disguised as a guard entered the cell.
Lionel immediately woke up, swiftly sitting up with alert eyes.
“That bastard couldn’t wait and sent you to finish me off quietly?”
The guard pulled the special pardon from his pocket and handed it to Lionel, saying, “You’re being released. I’m here to take you away.”
Lionel carefully examined the pardon, puzzled.
“Why would Lord Gale release me?”
The guard did not explain, helping him unlock the heavy ankle chains.
“Let’s go. You’ll soon find out the answer.”
Assisted by the guard, Lionel stood up, walking out of the cell with heavy steps.
These past few days, Nathaniel had openly brought in a doctor to treat him, but the medications used were far from effective. The pain was excruciating, and his wounds kept reopening and bleeding.
After about a week of torment, his injuries had only started to heal a little.
The guard led the way, and when Lionel glanced back, he noticed that Lionel’s wounds had not healed properly, causing him to walk slowly, trailing far behind.
The guard quickly ran back to assist.
“Thank you,” Lionel politely expressed his gratitude.
As they passed the adjacent cell, Lionel stopped and asked the guard, “There’s a girl locked in this cell, Can I request Lord Gale to let me take her away with me?”
The guard looked hesitant.
Lionel continued to explain earnestly, “She probably hasn’t committed any
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crimes. She got involved in an international human trafficking case. Laubabwe requires women involved in such matters to be at least twenty years old. She’s just a month shy of that, and I assume they don’t want to bear her living expenses for the remaining month, so they threw her in here.”
“Well, let me contact Lord Gale. If what you’re saying is true, there shouldn’t be an issue with you taking her away.”
“Okay.”
The guard pulled out his phone and consulted Harrold.
Lionel waited in the corridor outside the cell.
In just a few minutes, Harrold agreed to the request.
