Beast King'S Crippled Mate novel Chapter 67

67 Chapter 67: Let Go of My Hair! 

67 Chapter 67: Let Go of My Hair! 

Swan was sitting anxiously inside her room. 

She stared at the arranged snacks, dessert, and tea for two people, as it was meant to be a tea time between two royal sisters. 

She had seen many of these beautiful desserts in the kingdom but never had the chance to eat them, so she should be happy now that she could eat anything she wanted. 

But she had no appetite, knowing that Aria was already here, and she was scared of what would happen next. 

Would Aria slap her on the face? 

Would she kick her leg? 

Would she yank her hair and cut it? 

Many scenarios flashed in her mind, and Swan’s body began to tremble as she recalled too many traumatic experiences that she tried so hard to forget. 1 

Swan’s heart raced when she heard Aria and Gale’s voices from the other side of the 

door. Aria sounded so flirty, but Gale didn’t seem to reciprocate, or at least that was what Swan hoped. 

She doubted that Gale would be able to resist Aria, especially when he needed to mark 

another woman sooner or later. 

Nevertheless, she still hoped that Gale would be able to resist. She would be happy to 

see Gale with another woman since she knew she didn’t deserve to have him all for 

herself. 

She just prayed that the woman wouldn’t be Aria. 

‘Goddess Asmara, please don’t let my man be attracted to my nemesis. Please make Aria look unpleasant in front of him… Or at least make her smell unpleasant! Like a dung sprayed with perfume!‘ 10 

She prayed so hard, but when she realized how stupid it sounded, she quickly stopped. 

The conversation between Aria and Gale stopped, and Swan heard a giggle before the door was pushed open. Aria entered the room with a big, malicious smile on her face. 

She darted her eyes at Swan and blinked twice, acting as if she was shocked, and said, 

“Oh my Sis You seem to be doinu very well here! You almost look like a proner lady 

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67 Chapter 67: Let Go of My Hair! 

too bad you’re just a lowly whore’s daughter.” 

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Swan wanted to counter her because she knew she wasn’t in the Holy Achate palace anymore, but she was immediately frozen by fear and trauma. 

She was reminded of the time when she would be beaten whenever she dared to argue with Aria. 

Aria closed the door behind her to ensure that nobody would listen to her bullying Swan. Then, she walked up to her sister and hovered around her chair to observe her. Swan hunched her back as she braced herself for the pain she was about to experience. “Aw, don’t be so scared, Swan. I’m not here to bully you. I came here for a royal visit to check on my sister,” Aria said. “I have to say, you seem to be gaining weight here. The Beast King must’ve been treating you very well, right?” 

“H–he does,” Swan replied. She usually had to stay silent unless Aria told her to speak, but she wanted to make sure that Aria knew how kind Gale was. “H–he treated me like a human being, unlike in Holy Achate…” 

Aria’s lips twitched, “Oh? Do you think that you’re not treated well in the Holy Achate? What makes you think so?” 

Swan tried to be civil as she knew she shouldn’t make a ruckus in here, but she was triggered by Aria’s words. The flood of bad memories filled her mind, and Swan began to raise her voice a little, “My crippled leg is enough proof of how you treated me, Aria.” “Oh–Hahaha! Okay, fine, you are not treated like a human in Holy Achate,” Aria admitted as she stood behind Swan’s chair. “But what’s wrong with that? Why should I treat a cripple like you like a human when you are more disgusting than an animal?” Swan didn’t answer that. Not because she didn’t have anything to say but because she knew arguing with Aria would only escalate the situation. Even if Aria didn’t have the guards to back her up, she would find a way to mess with her. 

Thus, she stayed silent, and Aria was happy with it. 

As expected, she liked bullying Swan the most because Swan would never dare to fight back but would still have resentment in her eyes. It made a finer toy compared to those maids who had nothing but fear in their eyes. 

Though it was a fact that Swan was treated much better here since her thin–as–bone body started to put on some weight, her face began to glow healthily, and so did her