Became A Queen After divorce

Chapter 1181: Do You Know This Pretty Boy?



Ruth thought, “As a man, how could Sam dodge aside and let me bear the harm?”

Sam’s explanation was, “This shirt was custom-made and very expensive.”

Ruth replied, “I, I didn’t mean that, Mr. Hurst, you misunderstood.”

Pearl was shocked!

It turns out this man is not only indifferent to her, but to everyone.

Thinking of this, Pearl instantly felt much better.

Duke Austen suddenly became irritable. “How dare you ask me to spare him? Do you know what my son…”

Mid-sentence, he suddenly couldn’t continue, the anger stuck in his throat making him very uncomfortable.

This matter not only concerns his son’s dignity but also the “duke” title above his head.

If he dies without a successor in the Crete family, Emperor might revoke the title.

At the very least… those covetous people in the family will try to take away everything that originally belonged to him.

Sam was not only clever but also attentive.

From Duke Austen’s reaction, he guessed that Lord Parker’s situation might not be good.

“Duke Austen, perhaps there is still room for maneuver in this matter.”

“You know that the Chulae civilization has a heritage of five thousand years, and traditional medicine is profound.”

“Perhaps there is a way to save Lord Parker, and I will do my best to handle this matter.”

He had just seen the doctors from Tondende, and this hospital was the best in Zheemond, indicating how poor the local medical standards were.

“If traditional medicine doesn’t work, we can try other methods.”

He advised kindly, but didn’t expect Duke Austen to be too angry to listen to anything.

“No need, I don’t believe in you, and I don’t believe in your Chulae traditional medicine.”

“Go back and tell Declan, don’t wish I would forgive the Gilliam family!”

Duke Austen waved his hand, ordering them to leave.

The two security guards outside immediately walked in, pointing their guns at Sam and the others, forcing them to leave.

Just then, a dignified and heavy voice sounded behind them.

“Stop!”

A warm breeze blew in, colorful clothes fluttering, skirts flying.

Duke Austen quickly restrained his anger upon seeing the newcomer, putting on a pleasing and concerned look.

“Deanna, why are you back suddenly?”

She had said before she left in the morning that she was going to the temple to pray for her son, which usually took the whole day to come back.

And now it’s only noon…

Deanna was the duchess.

She looks very young, maybe in her mid-thirties, but it’s because of good maintenance.

Her real age is three years older than Duke Austen, different from other Tondende women who pursue slender figures.

The duchess is plump, with a visible belly.

But because of her dignified and wealthy temperament, she looks very kind.

“If I didn’t come back, how would I know you’re causing trouble for my guest.”

This statement left Duke Austen puzzled.

“Guest? What guest?”

Is it Mr. Hurst, or the young lady named Ruth.

Next moment, the duchess walked straight to Sam.

Bowing slightly, lowering her head, clasping her hands together, she greeted him.

“Hello, Mr. Hurst, we meet again.”

“Hello, Lady Deanna, it’s been a long time, you look well.”

It turns out the distinguished guest refers to this pretty boy from Chulae, which made Duke Austen somewhat unhappy.

When did his wife meet this pretty boy?

Why has she never mentioned it to him?

“Deanna, what’s going on between you and this pretty boy?”

The tone of the man’s questioning made the duchess glare at him dissatisfied, then she explained:

“Crete, show some respect. Mr. Hurst is a capable man, not the pretty boy you think he is.”

“What abilities does he have that can compare to mine?”

As far as he knew, many pretty boys often approached Deanna under the guise of massage and foot baths, attempting to be her lovers.

Maybe this pretty boy has the same intentions.

“Don’t interrupt. Do you remember I told you more than half a year ago about fainting suddenly on the street?”

With Deanna’s mention, Duke Austen vaguely remembered that incident.

Indeed, it was like that.

Half a year ago, he suddenly received a call from the hospital saying Deanna had appendicitis and needed surgery urgently.

When he arrived at the hospital, the surgery was already done, and the doctor said a young man had brought her to the hospital for treatment.

If it had been a few minutes later, Deanna might have died from appendicitis.

He wanted to find that person to thank him, but unfortunately, the doctor said he was a foreigner who had already left.

Deanna didn’t know Sam’s name after waking up, only remembering his face and his identity as a Chulae person.

Since his wife always mentioned wanting to see her benefactor again, Duke Austen came to dislike the Chulae people.

“I didn’t expect the world to be so small. It’s nice to meet you again under these circumstances.”

According to his wife’s kind personality, she would definitely repay Sam’s lifesaving grace, but on the other hand, he was his only son.

For a moment, Duke Austen was caught in a dilemma.

Twenty minutes ago, while she was praying at the temple, the duchess suddenly received an anonymous text message.

[Madam, could you repay my life-saving favor today? If you’d like to, please come to the hospital to meet.]

Moreover, the master also said that her heart’s desire would turn around, and a benefactor would come from the east.

The east, isn’t that Chulae?

So she ended her worship early and hurried over.

“Mr. Hurst, I will thank you properly for saving my life.”

“Now, tell me, do you really have a way to save my child?”NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Sam’s initial intention in texting the duchess was just to see if he could get her help, after all, not everyone knows how to repay kindness.

“Madam, rest assured, I am not a boastful person. We Chulae have many skilled doctors, I can help you find one.”

“If that doesn’t work, there’s one last resort.”

“What resort?”

“Golden Silkworm Magic.”

Magic, in Tondende, is not uncommon.

People with a little knowledge can come into contact with those peculiar and addictive magicians, but locals prefer to call them “wizards”.

Wizards are divided into two types: White Wizard and Black Wizard.

White Wizards are more common, and slightly famous temples usually have White Wizards.

As for Black Wizards, they are feared by people because of their sinister character and cruel methods.

Fortunately, they are elusive, and it’s hard to come across them in daily life.

But this trivial matter couldn’t stump Mrs. Crete with money and power.

On the day her son had an accident, she had already found a well-known old White Wizard to check.

Unfortunately, he was powerless.


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