Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 

That night, Felicia was in a tight spot too. 

She was about to leave despite hearing Roberta’s desperate pleas. However, Felicia eventually gritted her teeth, turned around, and rescued Roberta nonetheless. 

Roberta wiped a tear off the corner of her eye. “Aunt Felicia, there are two things I regret the most in my life. One was when I left you behind and fled alone back then. The second was returning to the Walsh family.” 

Felicia’s eyes were unreadable as she listened silently. She merely called out Roberta’s name. 

Roberta.” 

“Yes, Aunt Felicia.” 

Felicia wanted to point out that Roberta was planning to betray her again even after saying all 

this. 

However, she decided to hold back on that thought. Instead, she asked, “Do you know why I turned back to save you back then?” 

“No.” Roberta shook her head. She thought pensively for a bit and added, “Was it because you thought I was pitiful?” 

“No,” Felicia replied flatly. It’s because I can see a lot of my old self in your gaze back then. 

The old self she meant was the old Felicia, the one from her previous life. 

In her past life, Felicia went through great despair and mental breakdowns several times after she was thrown into prison. 

She could have lived a happy, fulfilling life. Yet, she was oppressed by those in power, despised. and slandered by her family, and abandoned by the world! 

She never tried to harm or injure anyone. However, Felicia ended up having an arm, an eye, and a leg permanently impaired. In the end, she even lost her life. 

That night, Felicia saw a shadow of her old self when she met Roberta’s eyes, which reflected her despair. 

That was why Felicia decided to help Roberta even though she knew it was dangerous. 

The thought she had on her mind back then was to save Roberta. By doing so, she felt like she was saving her old self too. 

Roberta paused briefly after hearing that. Then, she picked up her glass of orange juice. 

“Aunt Felicia, I’d like to apologize to you once more. I’m really sorry for leaving you behind at the time… I’ll make it up to you with this orange juice.” 

Meeting Roberta’s docile and expectant gaze, Felicia raised her glass. 

She could smell the rich scent of fruits. If her drink had not been laced with poison, Felicia might have found Roberta’s sharing a bit more sincere. 

Regrettably, Roberta had said all those things only to get Felicia to drink the spiked juice. 

Felicia remained still. She asked jokingly, “Roberta, your glass of juice doesn’t look as good as mine. Do you want to swap your drink with mine?” 

That was the last chance Felicia was giving her. She wondered if Roberta would choose to stop. or proceed with her plan. 

Roberta paused, but she had no intention of stopping. Instead, she raised her glass and smiled. “Here’s a toast to you, Aunt Felicia.” 

Then, Roberta downed the glass of orange juice in just a few gulps. 

Felicia concluded that Roberta was beyond saving