Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

"Don't pour it out. I'll see who dares to do that." This morning, Emily had a big fight with Fiona. Today, His Majesty and the queen had gone on a holiday early, leaving them alone at home. Without the presence of them, these people didn't have to pretend anymore.

"Pour it out for me now. Are you listening to her or me?" The wound on Fiona's head hadn't fully recovered yet. They would be guilty if she roared with too much strength and felt dizzy with headache. Therefore, the servants naturally turned to her side. Her pitiful appearance made no one dared to disobey her.

The dishes were all thrown into the trash can.

Rita stood still, tears streaming down her face. She thought she would live a happy life here, but the criticism and rolling eyes she had to go through every day shocked her fragile and simple heart. "Damn it!" Emily really wanted to slap her to death. She was so disgusting.

When she raised her hand and was about to slap her, she was grabbed by one hand. "Try it?"

She didn't know when James appeared. He held her hand tightly to prevent her from slapping Fiona.

"James, look at your sister."

Emily didn't know why she and James had become like this recently. He saw her being selfish and narrow-minded to hook up with other boys.

That was why the conflict between the two had been going on.

"She is my sister, I will teach her by myself. You are not qualified to slap her." Obviously, James was protecting his sister more.

A complacent smile flashed across Fiona's face, but soon she pretended to be pitiful.

"My brother James, I just feel that the food is not healthy. I'm a patient now, and every food must be strictly checked."

"That's enough, Fio. If you want to eat anything, just tell the kitchen to prepare it. And Rita, you just need to wait for meals in the future. You don't have to do these servants' things. You are different from them." Rita looked at him gratefully with tears in her eyes.

In the end, it was Emily's turn to be dragged out of the sacred palace by him.

They came to the back garden and she said, "James, my hand hurts."

"Do you still know what hurt is?"

"What do you want? You said you like me, and this is how you treat me?" Emily vented all her anger on him.

She had had enough of it in the past few days. It seemed that something had changed between them since the end of the selection test.

"What have I done to you? Haven't I treated you well enough? You've gone too far. " James shook off her hand angrily. He seemed to have returned to the chameleon with his furious look. He was so strange and hard to approach.

"How have I gone too far? Tell me."

"Do you want me to tell you one by one? I decided to forgive you last night, but where did you go secretly? I told you not to see that boy, but what about you?"

"Were you following me?"

"Do you think I, a highness, can do such a thing?" James was amused.

"Then how did you know?"

"It doesn't matter how I knew. I could guess it."

"But Jack did save me. I can't be so ungrateful."

"Yes, you don't want to be ungrateful, so you went to his house late at night to visit him and cook night snack for him. I won't investigate the previous photos. He saved you, but what about this one?" James threw out a printed photo.

In the photo, she was lying quietly on a big bed. Jackson gently leaned over and kissed her lips, and the two were tightly attached.

Both of them closed their eyes and enjoyed themselves.

It seemed that she was willing to do this with him.

What a beautiful scene, but also the most disgusting one.

Why?

When was it?

She didn't remember at all.

"This photo must be fake. It's impossible. How could I and Jackson..." Emily said hesitantly, trembling.

"You deny everything. You said everything is impossible. I choose to believe you and tolerate you again and again. But what's your answer to me?"

"It's really not like that. I'm not that kind of person." Emily was frustrated again and again.

She was both physically and mentally exhausted.

She was so tired that she really didn't want to quarrel anymore.

If all the explanations were useless, why should she continue to explain?

"Shirley, you look pure but you are actually a fickle girl. I can see you clearly."

James threw the photo on her face.

This morning, he came back from the training ground with a tired body. Through the excessive fatigue training, he relaxed a lot. He sorted out his mood to face Emily again and told himself not to mind. She just went to repay him.

But he didn't expect that today's headline would be the scandal of her and Jackson.

Fortunately, he used all his strength to block the newspapers and news that hadn't been released in a hurry.

In addition, he specially asked Murphy to investigate the authenticity of this photo.

He didn't expect that the photo was one hundred percent real.

Bearing his anger, he rushed in and saw her raising her hand to hit his favorite sister. No matter what Fio did, they had never hit her.

Who gave her the courage? Was it him?

With her head down, tears were welling up in her eyes. Emily thought she would be happy if she fell in love with James and she was also loved by James.

No matter they were going to be apart or not, she enjoyed a wonderful time.

But now, the happy days had not yet begun, and she began to feel sad.

"James, I'm leaving. Since you hate me so much, I'll leave. Anyway, I don't deserve you at all."

Emily picked up her pride and left. She didn't want to look back.

No matter what the truth was, she didn't want to investigate it anymore.

She seemed to have returned to the simple and happy self, the carefree and short tempered girl.

Seeing her turn around and leave, James wanted to stop her, but his body was out of control. He just watched her leave in a daze.

When Emily walked across the hall, Rita saw her leaving angrily and quickly followed her.

"Sister-in-law, where are you going?"

"Don't follow me, Rita. Don't call me sister-in-law from now on. You must stay here and don't be bullied. I'm leaving."

Emily had made up her mind and no one could stop her.

"Sister-in-law, what happened to you? Did brother Jim criticize you? I'll explain to him. It was all my fault today. If I had known it earlier, 4 Ouldn't have made this breakfast." held her hand guiltily.

Emily was stunned. It turned out that not all girls were as hateful as Fiona.

As long as James came out and apologized to her or was willing to listen to her explanation, she would find out the truth.

Maybe she wouldn't leave because she didn't want to. She had already kept her heart here.

"Rita, it was not your fault. Don't

blame yourself. This place doesn't

belong to me at all. I don't need to

stay here any longer. It's annoying. I

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hope we can meet again in the

"Sister-in-law, please stay here. I'm afraid that I will be bullied if I stay here alone."

"Well, I can't even protect myself now. You have to learn to protect yourself. In the future, you have to know who can be trusted and who can't. Well, I'm leaving." Emily got rid of her hand and walked outside with all her strength.

Standing on the balcony of the second floor, Fiona looked down at her figure. A sinister smile was shown on her cute face, which didn't match her at all.

She finally drove this girl out of here. Finally. Rita was no match for her next.

Her brother James would only belong to her from now on. Hahaha.

Annoyed, James went upstairs to the second floor and met Fiona on the balcony.

"My brother James, why did you drive my sister Shirley away?"

"So what?"

"My brother James, it was all my fault. You shouldn't have been so mean to my sister Shirley." Fiona continued to pretend to be innocent and kind.

"It's none of your business."

After casting her a cold glance, James turned around, walked into the room and heavily closed the door.

He fell into bed to sleep. He didn't sleep all night. After all, he was just a young man and he couldn't bear so many things.

There was still the smell of that girl in the bed. It was so sweet that James slept very peacefully.

What should he do without her company? He had been used to her existence.

After walking out of the sacred

palace, Emily took a last look at the magnificent sacred palace. Perhaps she would never come back. She had to say goodbye to this place in advance.

This place didn't belong to her at all.

She was just an ordinary girl. She had become the daughter of the An Family and joined the royal family. Perhaps not everyone was so lucky to have a relationship with His Highness.

'That's enough. Emily, you have earned a lot.'

With a bitter smile, Emily got into a taxi and headed for the An Family.

Maybe it was time to break the agreement with Sam. She had done enough these time to pay back the money of the An Family.

The car slowly drove into the An Family's villa.

The villa, which used to be magnificent, became exceptionally desolate today.

When the car stopped at the carved gate, Emily rang the doorbell.

"My lady, you come back. I'll inform Mr. Sam." Luke ran into the living room excitedly when he saw it was Emily.

Emily then walked into the An Family.

She hadn't been to the An Family for a long time and found that it had changed.

It was autumn now and the yard was full of chrysanthemums.

Emily came to the living room uneasily and sat on the sofa, waiting for Sam to come down.

After a while, Sam came down with a crutch in his hand. His hair was grey and seemed to be older than before.

"Grandpa, long time no see."

"Girl, long time no see. Haven't you been staying well in the royal family recently? Why do you come back all of a sudden? "