Chapter 235: The Royal Bloodline

Lucy’s POV:
Richard let go of me and asked gloomily, “And who’s the father of this child?”
I sneered, “Who do you think? You’re impotent. It only took Kyle days to get me pregnant. What about
you? Not only is your dick small, but it also shoots blanks.”
In fact, even when I was still in the pack, Richard often had secret meetings with my father in private. At
that time, I had already had sex with Richard more than once, but I never got pregnant. I had long
suspected that he could be infertile.
“You fucking bitch!” Richard was so angry that he pulled a sword out of a guard’s scabbard and pressed
it against my neck.

Seeing that my goal had been achieved, I burst into crazed laughter and leaned into the blade
dangerously. “Come on, kill me. That way, your shame will be gone!” I provoked him deliberately. After
all, what reason did I have to keep on living? I didn’t want to follow his so-called script wherein I had to
sacrifice my life for my love for Richard.
“Just kill me and let me die with Kyle, so that our family can be together.” I touched my belly gently. My
heart ached. I felt sorry for my poor child. But the world was dangerous. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad
thing if it died in my belly.
Unexpectedly, Richard pulled the sword away.
“You… you don’t want to kill me?” I looked at him with cold, lifeless eyes.
“No, I won’t,” Richard smiled at me viciously and said in a low voice. “I’ve changed my mind.”
“If you don’t kill me now, you’ll regret it.” Despite saying this, I felt a little uneasy.
Richard bent over and reached out his hand to help me up from the floor. He looked eerily calm and
collected. “It doesn’t matter.”
I swatted his hand away as though his touch was poisonous. When I got on my feet, I quickly retreated a
few steps back. I would rather be killed by him right now.
“I won’t let you die at my hands. After all, you’re pregnant with a member of the royal family,” Richard
said slyly. I looked at him in shock. “Are you crazy? This isn’t your child! Kyle’s the father! This child has



nothing to do with you!”
All of a sudden, Richard’s expression darkened and his eyes flashed crazily. “As long as this child hasn’t
been born yet, there will never be a way to prove that he isn’t mine. And I hereby declare that he is. The
child will be useful. If you want to live, you’d better wake up. Otherwise… Well, let’s just say there’s
countless ways to make you and your baby suffer, even if it’s still a fetus.”
“Go to hell, you bastard!” Before I knew what I was doing, I had grabbed the guard’s sword and swung it
towards Richard.
Unfortunately, the guards were quick to act and surrounded me before I could even get close. Richard
stood just a few feet away from me, completely unharmed. Sneering at me, he said scathingly, “Do you
kuow what you look like right now? Like an abandoned dog. I almost feel sorry for you!”
I stood there in a daze, at a loss for words.
“Since you’re so pitiful, I might as well tell you the truth. Kyle’s still alive. If you do as I say, I might be
able to save his life.” Then, he turned around to leave. Before he left, however, I heard him order his
men, “Take care of Lady Lucy and the ‘Prince’ in her belly.” My knees buckled from underneath me and I
collapsed to the floor. Everything was spiraling out of control. I didn’t know what plans Richard had for
my baby, but now that he was threatening me with Kyle’s life, there was nothing I could do. I cried out in
desperation. My father had abandoned me, too. No one could help me. What should I do?


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