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.” 

tears in her eyes, she said, “Yes, I know I’m

grandfather chose for her would mock

to it

day, and she could barely remember what it was like to

Tears pooled in

felt his cold heart thaw looking at her.

Thea to him, solemnly vowing, “I will never cast you aside. No

Thea was stunned. 

not going to mock

dredge up a

the salve he concocted onto her scars.

wrapped her up with gauze entirely, even her face. When

guided Thea to sit

takes. I promise that you’ll be a different person

finally managed to respond, though she did not quite believe it.

course. I would never

she could hear his voice. Magnetic

eye, ten

ten days Thea had experienced in

know who her husband was, but he cared for her

her stories and jokes, lulling her to sleep.

she woke up, his strong hands were there,

the past ten years, she had forgotten what care was, not

like she was in

villa, in front of the mirror.

gauze from head to

help but feel

applied the

as she did it regularly, she would

this really happening?” She was holding onto a pair of strong

James slowly removed the gauze from her face

bright, but she was afraid of opening her eyes.

on, open your eyes and take a look.”

open her eyes. She was

the salve all over her body, but it was obvious that

perfect. Thea

a few seconds, she wiped away the salve

“What…” 

belief. How could the girl in the mirror with smooth, unblemished skin be

ago, she suffered

medicine was back then, there was no coming back

But now… 

ten years, she had not even looked in the mirror once.

her perfect face in the mirror, she cried tears

weight of grief and

Thea tightly. “I’ll never let you get hurt again,”

she realized that she was

from the embrace,

pointed to the bathroom, saying, “I’ve prepared some hot water and clothes for you, but I don’t know your size, so the bras are of different

to the

the foyer, sinking down onto the couch and

“General.” 

it to James with his head bowed. “This is all the information we

pointed at the table. “Just leave it there.”

they’re low-class families. Say the word, and we’ll take

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