I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 122

Hope dabbed the napkin over her mouth as she enjoyed her meal with Logan. The private room wascozy an dim lit, giving it a romantic ambiance. “I enjoyed it,” Hope said and the two left their seats.Logan helped her wearing the overcoat and held her purse. He then put on his warm coat and theyboth left this five star restuarant.

As they reached near the car, Logan suggested her if she would like to go to a nearby park.

“Umm… Sure. But don’t you think it’s too late? You need to go to the office tomorrow,” Hope asserted.

“Don’t worry about that.” Logan grasped her hand and took her to the park. It wasn’t crowded much butpeople could be seeng there. As they strode through the park, Logan opened his mouth to speak,“Hope, I’ve something to tell you.”

“Hmm? What is it?” Hope tilted her head to gaze at him.

“Olivia has lied to me. My gut feeling says that I’ve been fooled by her,” Logan truthfully told her.

“What do you mean?” Hope got perplexed by his statement. “Why would Olivia lie to you? You saidOlivia had always been there for you when you were vulnerable,” she affirmed.

“Yes. But her reappearance has not what I ever anticipated,” Logan replied, “Something is not right.about this,” he proclaimed.

They both stopped walking when Hope reached out her hand to caress his arm. “Everyone found itstrange. But I’ve watched such cases, where the person would return to life. I think Olivia also endedup being alive that way,” she opined.

“Victor never approached me, why? Why does he have to keep it hidden from me? Victor was aware ofmy condition,” Logan presented another reason in front of her to make her think that Olivia wassomeone, whom he couldn’t understand well. In fact, now he believed that he knew nothing about

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Hope grappled with the perplexing situation, acknowledging the truth in her husband’s words regardingOlivia’s sudden reappearance after being declared dead for so long. The circumstances were indeedbewildering and unsettling for everyone involved.

“What do you want to do about it?” Hope inquired, her concern evident in her voice.

“I’m investigating,” Logan responded, determined to uncover the truth behind Olivia’s return and thepeculiar events surrounding it.

“You doubt Olivia!?” Hope exclaimed, taken aback by the revelation.

“I didn’t want to, but yes, I have my doubts,” Logan affirmed. “And there’s something else I noticed a

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few days ago,” he continued. “Let’s find a bench to sit and I’ll explain.” Taking Hope by the hand, Loganled her to a nearby bench.

As Hope moved to sit down, Logan intervened, pulling out his handkerchief and laying it on the bench.“Now, you can sit,” he said, gesturing for her to take a seat, a gesture of chivalry and consideration.

Hope settled onto the bench, appreciating her husband’s thoughtfulness as he joined her.

“So, what did you notice a few days ago?” she asked, curious to hear more.

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“Olivia used to wear a perfume with a sweet, pleasant scent from a brand called Tiarra,” Logan began.“I noticed that Henry had that same perfume scent on his clothes. It wasn’t strong, but it was noticeableenough for me to recognize. And it wasn’t just once; I’ve encountered it several times,” he elaborated,his concern evident as he shared his observations with Hope.

“Oh, perhaps he bought it,” Hope mused, attempting to rationalize Henry’s connection to the perfume.

“It’s a scent designed for women only. The first time I caught that scent, I was taken aback. Olivia wasthe first person that came to mind,” Logan declared, his brows furrowing in deep thought.

Hope was astounded by her husband’s keen observation skills, admiring his ability to notice even theminute details. “So, you suspect Olivia met Henry before returning home. But why would she do that?And why wouldn’t Henry tell you, especially knowing how much you’ve missed Olivia?” she posed herdoubts, grappling with the perplexing situation alongside Logan..

“That’s the question, which is bothering me. Why Henry didn’t inform me? Why did he act so normally?And why Olivia went to see him first?” Logan stated. The scent couldn’t be shifted unless the personused the perfume or slept with that person. Logan didn’t wish to believe in his analogies. However, hewas unable to ignore them either.

As the fireworks illuminated the night sky in the distance, Hope couldn’t contain her excitement.“Firecrackers!” she exclaimed joyfully, her eyes sparkling with delight.

Logan raised his gaze to the spectacle above, sharing in his wife’s joy as he watched the bursts ofcolor and light. Slowly, he reached for her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers as she glanced athim.

A smile graced her lips as she returned her gaze to the mesmerizing display overhead, the momentfilled with a sense of shared happiness and connection between the two.

The next morning, Hope rose early, feeling refreshed and energized. Eager to start the day, shedecided to prepare breakfast for everyone. As she tied her hair back into a ponytail, she noticed Loganstill sleeping peacefully, looking as serene as a sleeping baby.

Walking over to the bed, she leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the center of Logan’s forehead,expressing her love and affection. Quietly, she stood up and left the room, making her way to thekitchen.

In her way to the kitchen, Hope encountered Grandpa William and greeted him with a warm smile.“Good morning, Grandpa William,” she said cheerfully, ready to begin the day’s tasks with a positiveattitude.

“Grandpa, have you already had your tea, or would you like me to make one for you?” Hope inquired,her tone was considerate and caring.

“I’ve already had my tea, thank you,” William replied with a smile. He was aware that they had returnedlate the previous night.

“Yes, I woke up early today,” Hope confirmed. “I thought I would take care of preparing breakfast foreveryone,” she explained.

“Oh, that’s wonderful!” Grandpa William responded warmly, returning her smile as he made his way tothe living room to read the morning newspaper.

In the kitchen, Hope exchanged greetings with the maids, acknowledging their presence with a friendlynod. Together, they began the preparations for breakfast, working in harmony to ensure a deliciousmeal for everyone.

After an hour of diligent work, breakfast was finally ready. Hope instructed the maids to set the diningtable while she kept an eye on the apple pie, which was still baking in the oven. The three maidspromptly left with dishes in their hands to carry out their task, leaving Hope alone in the bustlingkitchen.

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per Olivia’s plan, Roaxana entered the kitchen and picked up a knife from the counter while Hope hada back toward her.

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Hope noticed Roaxana’s presence in the kitchen and greeted her warmly. “Oh, Sister Roxy! Goodmorning. Breakfast is ready. Please, take a seat at the dining table,” she suggested, her tone was bothfriendly and inviting.

However, Roaxana remained silent, her demeanor was tense. Unbeknownst to Hope, Roaxana had aknife hidden behind her back, her expressions were unreadable too..

“Sister Roxy, is everything alright?” Hope inquired, taking a cautious step forward, concern evident inher voice.

Suddenly, Roaxana brandished the knife as per Olivia’s instructions, launching an unexpected attackon Hope, catching her off guard.

“Ahhhh!” Hope screamed in terror, her voice echoing through the kitchen as she instinctively shut hereyes, bracing for the impending attack.

At that crucial moment, Logan swiftly intervened with his Lycan speed, positioning himself betweenRoaxana and Hope, enfolding her in a protective embrace. Roaxana’s attack aimed at Hopeinadvertently struck Logan, the sharp blade slicing through the fabric of his blazer and shirt beforereaching his skin.

Despite the pain, Logan remained steady at his place, shielding Hope from harm with his own body, hispriority ensuring her safety above all else.

As blood began to seep from the wound on Logan’s back, Roaxana snapped out of her trance-likestate, realizing what had just occurred. Her senses returning, she looked around to find other familymembers rushing into the kitchen, their eyes widening in shock at the sight of Logan’s bloodied backand the knife in Roaxana’s hand.

“Logan! Hope!” Elizabeth shouted at covered her mouth with her hands.

“Roaxana, what did you do?” Henry rushed forward while the knife fell from Roaxana’s hand in

fear.

“I-it wasn’t me,” Roaxana murmured as her grimace turned fearful.