The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 490

Chapter 490: I’m His Daughter! (I)

Lazarus’s eyes burned with anger. "Then keep your faith," he said. "And stay away from my daughter."

Primrose could feel the smile on the blurry-faced man’s lips slowly fade after hearing Lazarus’s bold statement.

As a Cardinal, the people around him always obeyed his orders and never dared to speak to him rudely.

Maybe Lazarus was the first person who bravely declared that he didn’t believe in that damn faith. All he wanted was to take Primrose away, so she wouldn’t end up like his little sister.

Even though she was only a replacement for his little sister, Primrose could still feel his love for her, the pure love that a father gives to his daughter.

Wasn’t it cruelly ironic?

Her biological father wanted her to suffer so she could become a "perfect" Saintess, while a strange man who had only known her for a few months desperately wanted to protect her and give her a comfortable life.

"Son, you have made the wrong decision," the Cardinal said. His voice gradually turned as cold as ice, and Primrose knew that he must be very angry.

"Oh, enough with that disgusting title," Lazarus said as he spat in the Cardinal’s direction. "I’m not even your son!"

Without waiting for any reply from the Cardinal, Lazarus suddenly ran toward the window and smashed through the glass without hesitation. He covered Primrose’s head with his hand, preventing the glass shards from hitting her.

"Don’t worry," he whispered as they landed outside. "I won’t give you to him."

He ran as fast as he could, choosing routes that weren’t crowded with holy soldiers. As a former bandit, he naturally had the skills to run and hide from people chasing him.

However, this time, it seemed difficult for him to escape, because the Cardinal had ordered hundreds of holy soldiers to guard the area around his house.

Every corner of Lazarus’s escape route was being watched by the holy soldiers, and no matter where he ran, someone was always there.

"Don’t let him take the Saintess away!" one of the soldiers behind him shouted. "He has insulted the Cardinal! The only way for him to pay for his sin is to die!"

Primrose’s eyes widened when she heard those words. She quickly looked toward Leofric, who was standing silently beside a house, watching as Lazarus carried her away.

He didn’t say anything, but the look on his face was enough to tell her that something terrible was about to happen.

No.

She didn’t want to imagine it.

She didn’t want to think about it.

She didn’t want it to become real.

Primrose wanted to scream at Lazarus. She wanted to tell him to leave her behind and run by himself, but she couldn’t.

This was only a fragment of her memories, and she wasn’t able to change the fate that had already happened.

Her heart pounded so hard that it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. She could feel that this body was filled with overwhelming fear, whether because she didn’t want to fall back into the Cardinal’s hands, or because she was afraid something bad would happen to Lazarus.

"Aim at him!"

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