Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 939

Crystal’s POV:

Laura and I were both flustered by Rufus’ unexpected visit. Laura quickly stood up from her seat and walked over to him. “Why’d you come here unannounced? Where’s Beryl?”

“She’s asleep,” Rufus answered briefly as he walked to the table.

I quickly turned my back to keep Rufus from seeing my son and continued to wrap the bandages around the boy’s face with trembling fingers. At the same time, I grasped the mask hung around my neck and hurriedly put it on my face.

“So what’re you doing here?” Laura asked, blatantly blocking us from Rufus’ sight and preventing him from walking to me.

“I was about to leave when I saw your doctor rushing here. I thought something bad happened to you, so I came here to check,” Rufus answered in a concerned tone.

“I’m fine, Rufus,” Laura said curtly. It sounded as though she was one step away from dragging Rufus out of the room herself.

“But what happened? Why’d you send for the doctor all of a sudden?” Rufus asked in confusion.

“Come. Let’s talk outside.”

After Laura pulled Rufus out of the room, I heaved a sigh of relief and finished up bandaging Arron’s face.

Arron squinted his doe-like eyes at me and asked in a childish voice, “Who was that?”

I choked, not knowing what to say.

“The lycan king?” Arron then answered his own question.

I was shocked. “How’d you know that?”

Arron smiled, revealing his adorable dimples. He said in a calm voice, “I guessed it.”

Amused, I rubbed the tip of his nose and said in a soft voice, “You’re so smart, honey. You’re right. He’s the lycan king and he saved your sister.”

Arron’s eyes lit up. “Then where’s Beryl?”

I sighed and touched his forehead gently. “Your sister got seriously injured. She doesn’t remember us now, so she has to stay with the lycan king for the time being.”

The light died in Arron’s eyes. He put down the biscuits in his hand and said dejectedly, “But I want to see my sister.”

“I’ll take you to see her when she gets better.” I rubbed his back, trying to comfort him.

“Okay, Mommy.” Arron nodded resolutely. Pouting, he climbed onto the chair, gathered all the biscuits and other desserts on the table, and put them back into the box. “I’ll eat these with Beryl when she comes back.”

My heart softened. I leaned over and kissed Arron’s forehead. “It’ll spoil if you don’t eat them soon. Don’t worry about your sister. Grandma and I will take good care of her.”

Arron grinned from ear to ear. “I have an idea, Mommy. I’ll eat some and keep a bit for Beryl. She can eat it when she comes back.”

“Okay, that’s a good idea.” Grinning back at him, I scooped him up and walked over to the bed. “Now, Arron, lie down and get some rest. I’ll go out to see if the doctor’s here.”

Arron nodded obediently. “Mommy, come back quickly, okay?”

After settling Arron in, I went to the door. However, as soon as I opened it, I saw Rufus outside with his fist up, as though he was just about to knock.

Subconsciously, I stood on tiptoe to block Rufus’s view of the room.

Rufus frowned and stared at me with an unfathomable expression.

“What’re you looking at?” I asked in the calmest tone I could muster.

After a long while, Rufus finally said, “The lace on your mask is untied.”

Hearing this, I touched the lace around my ear and found that it was indeed undone, pinned behind my ear by a hairpin.

I turned around in embarrassment and quickly tied the mask properly.

Just then, the doctor arrived. Laura led the doctor over, pulled Rufus away, and subtly pushed me into the room.

“Wait outside,” Laura said to Rufus. Without waiting for a response, she shut the door in his face.