Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 346
Return of the Crowned Heiress
Johanna quickly stepped forward to calm Imogen, her delicate hand gently patting Imogenâs back. Occasionally, she would glance at Stephan nervously with a slightly aggrieved look as if silently saying, âI really didnât mean to cause trouble.â
Stephan cast her a cold glare, his voice laced with warning. âDonât let it happen again.â
He despised anyone touching his belongings, especially his phone.
Johanna bit her lip, her voice barely audible. âUnderstood.â
Imogen didnât have the full picture of what had happened but managed to glean that Johanna had presumptuously answered one of Stephanâs calls and was now being reprimanded for it. To her, it seemed like an overreaction.
âItâs just a small thing, Stephan. Must you be so harsh? Johanna is my sisterâinâlaw, and you should treat her like your own. Donât bully her!â
Stephanâs expression remained unchanged, his tone as cold as ever. âI havenât done anything yet, and itâs only because of you.â
If it werenât for Imogen, he wouldâve ensured Johanna paid the price for her actions.
Imogenâs temper flared, but she forced herself to take a deep breath. She silently repeated the words, âDonât get angry. Donât get angry.â Finally, she muttered in exasperation, âFine. Just get out. Go do whatever it is you need to do.â
After a moment, she added begrudgingly, âTake care of yourself and eat on time. Donât drink so much you know your stomach canât handle it.â
Her tone softened at the end, the irritation fading into concern. She turned her head away, signaling the conversation was over. Her sulking was reminiscent of a child.
Stephan sighed softly, a rare hint of helplessness flickering across his face. He had planned to. leave, but as he glanced at Imogenâs sightless eyes, guilt and sorrow surged within him.
He would never forget the day she had shielded him from a spray of poison. That small, frail figure had stepped in front of him without hesitation, her courage unwavering.
âImogenâ¦â
âHmm?â She arched a brow, her tone light. âWhat is it?â
âIâve found a few specialists. After youâve delivered the baby, Iâll have them come to check on
your ev
â¦
Imogen hesitated for a moment. She wanted to refuse. Over the years, Stephan had sought out countless renowned doctors, and not one had been able to restore her sight.
But seeing his determination, she couldnât bring herself to crush his hopes. Smiling faintly, she nodded. âAlright, Iâll leave it to you.â
Satisfied, Stephan finally turned to leave.
âWait!â Her voice stopped him in his tracks. Imogenâs expression turned serious. âStephan, have you found any leads on who killed Archie?â
Four months ago, her fiancé, Archie, was lost at sea. His body was never recovered. The devastating news had caused Imogen to faint on the spot.
Stephan had personally led the search effort, recovering only a bloodstained wreckage of the boat and the remains of a few crew members trapped in the cabin.
The rest of the passengers, including Archie, had vanished without a trace. The grim consensus was that they had likely been devoured by the creatures lurking in the deep.
Off to the side, Johannaâs fingers clenched tightly. She looked at Stephan, her face a picture of nervous anticipation as she waited for his response.