Chapter 878
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 878 Regret
Flora’s POV:
When I came back from my walk at noon, I received the news that Sylvia had passed away.
I couldn’t believe it at first. I turned my phone on to search for thetest news, but there was no news
about her death in the capital city, nor was there any relevant news on the Inte.
I read the confidential report several times and thought it was fake. However, Warren told me that
couldn’t be the case since there was Laura’s stamp on it.
Warren worriedly held my arm as he exined that. He was probably afraid that I wouldn’t be able to
bear Sylvia’s sudden death.
My b*ody trembled uncontrobly as my gaze roamed on the one particr sentence on the report
again. It said, “Sylvia Todd d*ied in the fire. She was burned to death, and her baby…”
I subtly shook my head. I couldn’t read it anymore, and I couldn’t imagine what happened to Sylvia. My
sadness overwhelmed me, and before I knew it, I began to sob.
I grabbed Warren’s arm and cried out loud. “There’s no way Sylvia d*ied! She told me that she would
come to our wedding. We just talked to each other yesterday!”
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Warren fell silent. He didn’t say anything, but the look on his face was grim. Despite that, he just held
me in his arms and silentlyforted me.
“I have to go back to the capital city and verify it myself. I don’t believe that Sylvia really d*ied. Where
was Prince Rufus? There’s no way he’d just stand by and watch her be burned to death!” I eximed
as endless tears streamed down my cheeks. I pushed Warren away, wanting to rush outside. I wanted
to go back to the capital city as soon as possible.
Warren hurriedly pulled me into a hug. I could tell that he didn’t want to let me go. “Prince Rufus was in
aa at that time. He didn’t know what happened. I heard a rumor that Sylvia was the one who
harmed Prince Rufus and the king.”
“That’s bullsh*t! Sylvia would never do such a thing. She was definitely framed!” I shouted at the top of
my lungs. My anger was already bubbling up, and I was dying to find the person who spread the rumor.
“No one knows exactly what’s going on right now, Flora. If you go back, it’ll only make things even more
complicated,” Warren advised.
“What’s that supposed to mean? You don’t believe in Sylvia? You know there’s no way she can do such
a thing!” I red at him. If he dared to say no, I would immediately decide to leave with the baby.
But when he told me that he believed in Sylvia without hesitation, my expression softened.
“Anyway, I’m going back to the imperial capital. If Sylvia really is dead, I’ll bring her back home. I don’t
want anyone to bury her b*ody in the imperial city.” I ch*oked on my sobs as I spoke. “Leonard won’t
rest in peace until I take her back home.”
Tears welled up in Warren’s eyes. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Don’t worry; I’ll arrange everything
and go back with you right away.”
“You don’t have to go back,” Owen suddenly said, his voiceing from outside. He was holding two
envelopes in his hand and waving them around. “I just received these. Apparently, these are letters
from Sylvia. Have a look.”
“Sylvia wrote these? To us?” I asked, my eyes widening in surprise. I immediately walked up to Owen
and took the envelopes.
There were letters inside the envelopes, and from there, Sylvia exined everything, including her
identity as a ck witch and the incurable curse on Prince Rufus. She also asked us to keep this a
secret and to not try and find her.
At the end of the letter, she apologized to me. She said that she had no other choice but to break her
promise of being my bridesmaid. It was a pity that fate yed cruel tricks on her.
“You can cry on my shoulder, Flora,” Warren said as he held my trembling hands, trying to give me
strength.
As soon as 1 felt tears stream down my cheeks, I gave in. Grabbing the letter tightly, I turned around
and buried my face in Warren’s arms before bursting into tears.