Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 443

Joanna’s POV:

After hearing my real name, I watched as the expression on Harry’s face shifted several times.

It was as if I could read all the thoughts clearly on his face.

This absolute fool of a man!

I couldn’t help but complain in my heart.

But no matter what I said, this fool was still my mate.

I had known Harry was my mate ever since I met him for the first time.

But I had my wolf scent sealed away using special means, which was why Harry wouldn’t be able to tell that I was his mate.

At first, I was extremely unwilling to accept that this pompous, narcissistic peacock was my mate. I was even a little angry at some point, which was why I often beat him up.

I had already made up my mind not to have anything to do with this fool.

While in school, I would hide from him as much as possible.

But I couldn’t help being attracted to him, mainly because of his stupidly exaggerated laughter.

His laugh could be heard from miles away, just like a rooster.

My attraction got so bad that his laughter would eventually make me giggle as well.

I thought it was shameful to have him as a mate.

So, I loathed him even more.

I could live without having to interact with Harry forever. However, I didn’t expect that this fool would save my life back in the forbidden forest. Worse, he found out about my secret.

It was also quite hilarious that he thought he was hiding my secret well. When in reality, that fool obviously dodged my eyes from that day on. If I got any closer to him on purpose, his face would turn a bright red.

Even an idiot would see that he was hiding something.

With the kind of education I had received since I was a kid, I should have simply killed him to keep his mouth shut. But whenever I looked at him, I just couldn’t have the heart to do it.

The same happened now. I definitely didn’t have to fish him out of the water, but I did it anyway.

But now with Harry’s pitchy voice ringing in my ears again, perhaps I should have left him in the water instead.

I had never seen such a noisy man before.

Most of the men I had met didn’t talk much, like Warren.

Not only was Harry talkative, he was also the stupid kind.

“Why’d you tell me your real name?” Harry slowly backed away from me.

I laughed to myself, “Why? What’s wrong? So what if I told you my real name?”

“On TV shows, it never ends well for that character who knows too much…” Harry stumbled.

I quietly watched him for a few seconds before reaching out my hand to his neck.

Startled, Harry jumped away. “What are you going to do?”

I withdrew my hand and sighed. “There’s a caterpillar on your collar.”

At first, Harry was doubtful, but he looked down anyway. As soon as he saw it, his handsome face paled. “Get it out! I hate caterpillars! Please, Joanna!”

Other than not killing him, telling him my real name was becoming a bigger regret for me.

This bumbling fool!

I shook my head and killed the caterpillar directly on his neck. Once it was dead, I flicked it away. “Don’t ever call me by my real name in front of others.”

“What about when no one is around?” The fool looked up at me.

I thought carefully. “I guess you can, but only if you speak softly. God knows how loud your normal voice can be.”

Harry nodded obediently and then tiptoed over to me. “What about the poison you made me take? Will it harm my body? After I take the antidote, will there be side effects too?”

“Don’t worry. You’re not going to die,” I replied.

“Oh, that’s good to hear…” Harry sighed in relief and looked at me with those beautiful eyes. “I knew you weren’t that bad.”

Slightly guilty, I averted his gaze. The truth was that there was no poison. It was just a bowl of water that I asked him to drink. Still, this fool believed me.