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Chapter 7
Sienna stared at Andre like she was seeing a stranger. This wasn’t the perfect, rich husband she had built up in her head.
I let out a cold laugh at the screen. Andre hadn’t changed a bit. His temper was just the same. In his royal family, marriages between close relatives were so frequent that birth defects and inherited illnesses became common.
Andre had XYY syndrome, but years of palace training had taught him to keep it under control. While Sienna was pregnant, he wouldn’t risk harming the baby.
As for why I was still the princess when Sienna arrived in Valoria in my last life, the answer was simple and ugly. The woman I had seen in Andre’s bed was his sister, Lunasha Herbert. The royals had gone to great lengths to cover up that scandalous truth.
My arrival gave them the perfect cover. By presenting me as his wife, Andre and Lunasha could keep their secret hidden in plain sight.
Their baby, born of close blood, had leukemia and needed a relative’s marrow for a transplant.
To stay loyal to Lunasha, Andre donated a vial of sperm and waited for someone to take the bait.
As if that weren’t enough, Lunasha suffered from severe anemia and needed frequent blood transfusions. By coincidence, both Sienna and I had type Oblood.
This was no fairy tale about marrying a prince. It was only a scam disguised as a love story.
Yet, Sienna thought she had hit the jackpot.
In my previous life, at the party to introduce my baby to everyone, I begged Sienna to help me escape that gilded cage. However,
she killed me.
The day I went back to the start of it all, I decided not to go through with the IVF this time. Just then, Sienna burst in, and all I
could see was her twisted face when she slit my throat in my past life. So, I had no plans to warn her.
In the footage, Andre finally let Sienna go. She fell against the table, her hand knocking my pinhole camera to the floor, where it
shattered on the tile.
It didn’t matter. I had seen enough.
I bought a flight ticket for the next morning. Once Sienna was gone, the blacklist she had put me on back home would be lifted, and I could finally start a new life.
The next morning, I rolled my suitcase into the airport, but I hadn’t gone far before a woman, covered from head to toe, grabbed
my arm.
“She’s here!”
Her voice snapped me to attention. It was Sienna.
I tried to wrench free, but she latched on with a strength that shocked me. Within seconds, a wall of men in black closed in around us. I swung hard and knocked back her veil.
People around us gasped.
“Oh my God! Is there a single patch of skin on her face that isn’t bruised?”
“Her nose looks caved in! Isn’t she the Princess of Valoria?”
Sienna turned on the crowd and barked orders at the men in black, “Grab those gossiping bitches! This is between me and my husband! Pathetic women like you wouldn’t understand! You’re just jealous I have a prince for a husband! You’ll never have one in your whole life!”
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The crowd only laughed harder.
None of the men in black moved. They ignored her but still moved to cuff me.
I stared at her coldly. “What are you doing?”
Sienna threw her head back and laughed. “If I can’t leave, neither can you! Even if I die, you’re going in the ground with me!”
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Florence is a passionate reader who finds joy in long drives on rainy days. She’s also a fan of Italian makeup tutorials, blending beauty and elegance into her everyday life.
