Chapter 771
Rosalie was wearing a red dress and sitting on a rocking chair on the terrace. The breeze blew by,
bringing up her short shoulder-length hair.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the dappled sunlight fell across her face through the tree
branches, making her look calm and beautiful.
When the video started, she did not speak, just stared at the
camera.
She seemed to see her lover through the lens, which made her a little excited and a little confused.
After staring for a long time, she slowly raised the corners of her lips with a gentle and elegant smile.
“Amon.”
She called out his name in a trembling voice that she seemed to have a lot of reluctance.
When Amon saw her calling him, the tears he had been holding back suddenly rolled down his face.
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Rosalie, on the screen, had her eyes red after calling his name, but she kept smiling while looking at
the camera.
“I don’t know if you can see this video. But I still want to explain it to you before I leave.”
“Amon, I agreed to mate Casare, not because I love him, but because if I don’t, he won’t help me save
you.”
“The man you ran over with your car was Casare’s brother.”
“He’s an orthodox royal member. I’m worried that if you go to prison, you’ll never get out.”
“I know you hate Casare, but I didn’t know how to help you, so I had to ask him for help.”
“I’m sorry…”
When she said this, Rosalie fell weakly onto the rocking chair,
struggling for a while before finally catching her breath.
She looked at the camera with a pale face, and her red eyes were endlessly expressing her apologies
to him.
“Amon, I’ve always wanted to visit you in prison, but the royal
pack did not let me in, I’m quite useless, right?”
When Amon saw Rosalie, thin and weak, snuggled in a recliner, her muscles shriveled to the point of
no strength, his heart suddenly hurt to the point of suffocation and his tears could not be controlled and
kept falling down.
“Rosalie, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”
On the screen, Rosalie seemed to sense Amon’s reaction and braced herself again, moving closer to
the camera.
“Amon, Grace is really your daughter, the one I conceived before you went to prison.”
“I wanted to tell you on your birthday.”
“But that night, I was molested by Casare’s brother, and it made you want to kill him.”
“I haven’t had time to tell you yet, and then I don’t have a
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Amon turned his head, unable to bear to look at Rosalie
again, but her voice kept entering his ears.
“I have been sorry for you all along, Amon.”
“What I’m most sorry for is that someone gave me something
to drink that I shouldn’t have.”
“That night, I was completely unaware, so I took Casare who came in as you…”
“I betrayed you, so when you forced me to explain, I couldn’t say anything, I could only admit it.”
“Because I did betray you…”
Amon raised his hands, covered his eyes, covered his ears, and tried to stand up, not wanting to hear
any more.
But he was tied tightly to the chair and couldn’t escape no matter what. All he could do was to hear
Rosalie saying over and over again that she had betrayed him!
The scene of her and Casare on the bed, like a nightmare, crazily drilled into his mind…