Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 267

Richard’s POV:

Lucy looked terrible. Her hair was disheveled, caked b***d clinging to it in clumps. Half of her face looked as though it was mauled by a wild beast. She was badly mutilated and bleeding.

Such a sorry sight walked towards us barefoot. Despite her mutilated face, her eyes flashed fiercely and were fixed on me the whole time, and there was a crazy smile at the corners of her mouth. She looked like a ferocious ghost who was determined to kill me.

I was so scared that I took a step backward subconsciously.

When she was but a few meters away from my father, Lucy suddenly stopped and saluted, despite her body trembling from exhaustion and her injuries.

Shell-shocked, my father finally snapped out of his trance and ran to help her. “Lucy, what happened?”

Even though werewolves had a strong self-healing ability, Lucy’s face was too badly mauled. Even if it did heal, it would never be the same. She would live the rest of her days completely disfigured.

Lucy shook her head slightly without saying anything.

“Have the baby checked first!” My father whirled around and barked an order. It was obvious that he was very concerned about his grandchild.

Doctors immediately surrounded Lucy.

Lucy looked surprised, but I quickly spoke up before she could. “Father knows you’re pregnant. I told him that you were resting in the manor, so he came to visit you.”

Lucy quickly realized what was going on. She gently touched her belly and looked at me with a gloomy smile. “Of course the baby’s safe. Why do you care?”

I immediately stiffened. Her pointed words made me sweat all over my back. Her eyes were fixed on me, burning with hatred. It was as though she wanted to devour me alive. Somehow, I managed to suppress my panic and forced a concerned smile. “Of course I care! I’m the father, aren’t I?”

I specially stressed the word “father”, hoping that Lucy would catch on and cooperate. After all, if it was revealed that the child was a bastard, she would be doomed as well.

When the doctors were done checking on Lucy, they nodded at my father, indicating that she was fine for the time being.

My father let out a sigh of relief and relaxed a little. Then he turned to Lucy and asked gently, “Good girl, can you tell me exactly what happened today?”

Lucy fell silent for a while. Then she glanced at Sylvia searchingly.

Sylvia gave her a kind smile and said, “It’s okay. Be brave and tell us the truth. Don’t worry. No one will hurt you this time.”

I shot her a murderous glare. Damn it! This bitch always ruined everything! If she hadn’t intervened, Lucy would have been torn apart by the crazed Rufus and wouldn’t have had the chance to stand here.

Lucy didn’t say anything for a while. Finally, she nodded slowly.

I knew I was doomed, so I rushed over in an attempt to kill her before she could reveal the truth.

But my father stopped me with a stern look. Then, he looked at Lucy and his expression softened. “Be brave. Tell me. I promise I’ll help you no matter what.”

I clenched my fists, wishing lightning would strike me and Lucy and kill us on the spot so that no one would know the truth.

Just when I thought that I was doomed, Lucy’s expression changed dramatically and she burst into tears.

“This is all Prince Rufus’ fault! I was sleeping in my room peacefully when Prince Rufus suddenly rushed in and attacked me in his wolf form. The baby’s safety was my priority, so I struggled against him desperately, but I was no match. He was like a monster. It was so horrible. Fortunately, I managed to escape.”

“Nonsense!” Sylvia pointed a finger at Lucy angrily. “This was clearly Richard’s doing. You know everything. Why aren’t you telling the truth? You almost died for Christ’s sake!”

Lucy trembled and looked at the angry Sylvia with fear. But she continued to cry pitifully. “I’m not talking nonsense! Prince Richard sent me to the manor to rest quietly for the sake of the baby. No one could’ve expected such a thing to happen. Fortunately, my child was not hurt. But my face… I’m afraid I’ll be disfigured for life.”

Tears streamed down her mangled face.

At this moment, I felt as though my soul had returned to my body. I was so shocked that I nearly burst into crazed laughter. In the end, Lucy took my side.

It didn’t matter whatever her ulterior motive was. As long as she took my side in a moment as critical as this, I was willing to help her fulfill her wish to keep on living.