The House of Royals. 

At 20,000 square meters, the House of Royals was the most luxurious villa in all of Cansington. 

It had everything from a garden, swimming pool, and golf course. 

At the foyer of the villa. 

Thea sat on the soft couch, looking around at the villa in disbelief. It resembled a palace more than anything. 

 

When her grandfather chose a husband for her, she knew that anyone with a backbone would never agree to marry her, much less into the Callahan family. 

She did not know who her husband would be at all. 

However, she guessed that he would be greedy and lazy. Someone who coveted her family’s wealth. 

Yet, he brought her to this paradise. 

James knelt and lifted her veil. 

“Don’t…” 

Thea panicked and shied away. With scars crisscrossing her face and entire body, she was a fearful sight. What if she scared her new husband away? They had not even been properly introduced yet! 

James removed her veil anyway. 

Thea was extremely scared, her heart beating out a nervous rhythm in her chest. She felt so ashamed, wanting nothing more than to disappear and hide. 

James tilted her face up gently. 

It was a shocking latticework of scars. 

James traced his fingers over them. 

His heart ached for her, knowing that it was all his fault. If she had not saved him, Thea would not be in this situation. 

He had a tender expression on his face, an unusual look for him. Almost in tears, he said, “Oh Thea, you’ve suffered too much.” 

Thea did not have the courage to look at James directly. She fidgeted with her shirt instead. 

Gently, James told her, “Trust me. I’ll help you recover.” 

Thea panicked again, still not looking at him. 

“Get the medicine.” 

James stood up and barked out a command. 

Immediately, the doors of the villa burst open. A few men in black suits walked in, carrying a few boxes. 

Inside the boxes were expensive pills, tablets, and other types of valuable medicine. 

James got to work, fiddling with items inside the boxes and mixing some of them to form a salve. 

Once he was done, he crouched down by Thea. She was still playing with a corner of her shirt. He took her scarred hands in his, but she pulled away and hid them behind her back. Looking at the floor, she asked quietly, “What… are you doing?” 

“Relax, Thea. Take off your clothes.” 

at her clothes. With tears in her eyes, she said, “Yes, I know I’m

her grandfather chose for her would mock her

gotten used to

with nightmares. She cried every day, and she could

bit her lip, still crying. Tears pooled in her eyes and spilled down her

felt his cold heart thaw looking at

to him, solemnly vowing, “I will never cast you aside. No matter what you look like, you’re my wife, now and forever.”

Thea was stunned. 

not going to

dredge up a response.

the salve he

entirely, even her face. When he was done, Thea looked just

sit down with

takes. I promise that you’ll be a

respond, though she did

never

though she could not see James’ face, she could hear his voice. Magnetic and gentle, it

blink of an eye, ten days had gone

had experienced in the

not know who her husband was, but he cared for her attentively and stayed

told her stories and jokes, lulling her to

up, his strong hands were there,

years, she had forgotten what care was,

like she was

the villa, in front of

from head

not help

she had applied the salve religiously, feeling her

had told her that as long as she did it regularly, she would be able

holding onto a pair of strong hands.

the gauze from her face

knew it was bright, but she was afraid

eyes and take a

did Thea open her eyes. She was standing naked in front of the mirror.

girl in the mirror still had the remnants of the salve all over her body, but it was obvious that her

face was almost perfect.

the salve on her face, touching it

“What…” 

could the girl in the mirror with smooth, unblemished skin be her?

years ago, she suffered burns and disfigurement.

advanced medicine was back then, there was no coming back from

But now… 

she had not even looked in the mirror

face in the mirror, she cried

weight of grief and suffering of the past ten

never let

she realized that she was stark naked. Her exuberance turned into embarrassment.

freed herself from the

but I don’t

Thea ran to

way to the foyer, sinking down onto the couch and lighting a cigarette.

“General.” 

40 years of age entered, wearing a black suit. He held a thick stack of documents, passing it to James with his head bowed. “This is all

pointed at the table.

word, and we’ll

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