I’m Not Sorry But The Prince Will Marry Me Anyway

Chapter 121



Percival quickly pulled his lips into a smirk. But Tristan must have seen the sharp glare his brother had aimed at me the moment he returned to the booth.

Tristan practically rushed forward, nearly tripping over himself, and planted himself directly between me and Percival, blocking my view of the older prince.

"Brother. What’s the matter?"

"Took you long enough to come back."

"It won’t happen again. Now, what business do you have with my fiancée?"

"Hah, already acting like a husband? I was just exchanging greetings, hoping we could get along. Right, Lady Doris?"

The last part was clearly directed at me.

I couldn’t see his expression—Tristan’s back was in the way.

So, I simply imitated the twisted smile Natalie made when she was looking down on someone and answered,

"Yes. We were simply discussing our hopes for a happy future."

"You heard her, Tristan. Now step aside."

"……."

Tristan hesitated for a long moment before finally shifting to the side.

Percival and I exchanged strained smiles.

Then, Percival turned back to his brother.@@novelbin@@

"So, why did you step out?"

"My stomach was upset. I went to the infirmary."

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