Chapter 291
- Amelia: … Is this really what she asked?
- Carl’s refined face remained composed. “In the past, this prophecy felt like a shackle to me. No matter how I tried to escape it, it constantly reminded me that I wouldn’t have the freedom to choose my own wife.”
- “Your health, I can treat—” Amelia had just started speaking when Carl chuckled softly, interrupting her.