The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

He stroked Bada’s cheek with his large hand.

He still wasn’t certain whether bringing her to his side was the right thing to do.

Her life would unfold in a completely different way from now on. It would probably be impossible for her to return to the status of a perfect ordinary person.

Nevertheless, there was one undeniable fact.

‘That article being published may have been unfortunate for you. But honestly, it was an opportunity for me.’

She wouldn’t know how hellish the past month without her by his side had been for him.

The sense of loss, as if drifting alone in a vast ocean, was unbearable.

The euphoria and fulfillment he felt from finally having her within his reach was overwhelming.

An overwhelming pleasure that sent chills down his spine.

Finally, what’s mine has come.

Damien let out a languid breath and kissed her forehead.

Breathing in the scent from her skin, he felt like he could breathe properly for the first time in a long while.

Suddenly, an ominous thought crossed his mind.

Would he really be able to let her go willingly after a year as promised? Even if it meant her life would be ruined? Even if it meant she would come to hate him?

As he was now, he couldn’t guarantee anything at all.

Before they knew it, the private jet carrying the two of them was crossing the vast ocean.

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It was a long flight.

The private jet landed at Bernhardt Royal Airport only 13 hours after leaving Korea.

Before getting off the plane, Bada changed into a classic two-piece suit with the secretary’s help.

Soon, at Damien’s signal, the plane’s trap door opened.

It was dusky outside in the early evening, and she could see several officials waiting at the bottom of the stairs in the distance.

Seeing them made her heart pound.

Would she really be able to act as a fake fiancée without being caught by them?

But along with worry, she also felt a strange excitement.

It felt like stepping into an unknown world full of countless possibilities.

It was a feeling mixed with confusion and anticipation, like the day she had settled in a new city as a fresh graduate.

Damien, who had been looking down at her as she breathed softly, suddenly took her hand.

“Ready?”

“…Yes.”

Bada smiled softly and nodded.

The warm comfort from his hand quickly calmed her mind.

Bada came down the stairs step by step while holding his hand. The waiting officials bowed respectfully.

“Your Highness, Crown Prince.”

They looked at Bada and hesitated about what title to use. Then Damien answered.

“This is the prospective Duchess of Wexley, ‘Lady Yu’. Please use that title until the wedding.”

As a commoner, Bada couldn’t conventionally be called Lady yet. However, this was a silent command to treat Bada with respect as the Crown Prince’s official wife from now on.

The officials who understood this responded politely.

“Yes, understood. It’s an honor to meet you.”

“I’m also pleased to meet you.”

They wore solemn expressions, but their eyes flickered with doubt.

“…”

After greeting each of them, Bada boarded the black Rolls-Royce waiting beside the runway following Lancaster’s instructions.

When the door closed, Bada let out a small sigh.

She turned to Damien sitting beside her and asked.

“Where are we going now?”

“Windswood House. It’s my private residence, so you’ll be able to stay there comfortably.”

“Ah…”

Soon the car started with a smooth engine sound.

The car left the airport, passed through an overpass, and entered Cavendish, the capital.

Throughout the ride, Bada couldn’t take her eyes off the window.

As Cavendish was an ancient capital with hundreds of years of history, the entire city was like a cultural heritage site.

A magnificent Gothic cathedral.

A marble square with a huge victory monument.

Even the Lichten River flowing leisurely under the antique stone bridge.

Bada gazed at the beautiful scenery in a daze.

‘Without the cars on the streets and the red double-decker buses, it would feel like time traveling to 19th century Europe.’

Suddenly, Damien’s silhouette sitting across from her was reflected on the window.

“…”

Damien had been strangely quiet since getting off the plane.

He was staring out the window with a thoughtful expression, not even making eye contact with her.

‘Well, River… no, Damien must have a lot of worries too.’

Windswood House, the Crown Prince’s residence, was located in an area called The Gilded Mile, about 20 minutes by car from Windmere Palace.

The Gilded Mile was the center of political administration where the Prime Minister’s residence and other upper-class residences were gathered together.

It was like Westminster in London, England.

The Rolls-Royce that entered The Gilded Mile passed through heavy iron gates and entered Windswood House.

Beyond the gate stood a three-story Georgian-style building surrounded by ivy, and at the entrance, the servants of Windswood House could be seen waiting to greet the two.

When the car door opened and the two got out, the servants welcomed them warmly.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Lady Yu.”

Bada shook hands and exchanged greetings with the servants.

Reginald, the head butler with graying white hair and a solemn appearance, introduced Mrs. Rosa, the house manager, and Dorothy and Harper, the house staff.

“These are the staff members who will be serving Lady.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Pleased to meet you.”

Mrs. Rosa greeted Bada with a kind smile, somewhat enthusiastically.

Harper, with her round features, couldn’t hide her curiosity and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Bada, while Dorothy, tall and thin, maintained politeness on the surface but somehow gave the impression that she found something disagreeable.

‘It’s like a scene from Downton Abbey.’

Suddenly, Bada recalled the warning Damien had given her earlier.

‘The servants at Windswood House are hired through thorough filtering and have signed NDAs, but you can’t be 100% at ease. Remember that besides us, only Lancaster knows the contents of the contract.’

‘…Are you saying some of them might be plants?’

‘Well. But a few years ago, there was chaos when it was revealed that the royal physician at Windmere Palace was a spy for the Russian Intelligence Agency.’

‘Yikes.’

Reginald, Mrs. Rosa, and Dorothy.

These were essentially the people who would observe Bada from the closest distance.

‘I have to thoroughly hide the fact that I’m a fake fiancée from these people too?’

Bada smiled while hiding her nervous feelings. Then she entered Windswood House following Reginald’s guidance.

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