The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 491

Chapter 491: I’m His Daughter! (II)

The moment Lazarus heard Primrose’s words, he lifted his head with great effort and gave her a weak smile. "Yes... yes, I’m your father," he said softly. "Just... just stay strong. After this, I’ll take you—"

"Shut up!" a holy soldier shouted as he kicked Lazarus in the stomach. "You’re not allowed to speak unless the Cardinal tells you to!"

"Stop it! Stop it! Don’t hurt him!" Primrose screamed with all her strength. Inside her, she felt burning rage begin to consume her soul.

If the mysterious man she had met at the manor really was the Cardinal, then Primrose swore in her heart that she would kill him on the spot if they ever met again.

SLAP!

Primrose stopped struggling when the Cardinal slapped her cheek so hard that she fell to the ground. She held her cheek, which was burning with pain. Her knees scraped against the hard ground, leaving deep marks.

"YOU BASTARD!" Lazarus roared.

Ignoring the pain in his leg, he tried to crawl toward her, but a soldier cruelly kicked his wounded calf. Then, another soldier stepped on his head, pressing him into the dirt

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as tightly as he could. His eyes stared sharply at the Cardinal. "Don’t touch her!"

The Cardinal calmly took off his gloves and walked toward Primrose. "She is my daughter," he said coldly. "I have the right to discipline her however I want."

He didn’t even try to hide his cruelty anymore. "A naughty child like her deserves punishment."

"I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you if you touch her!" Lazarus struggled wildly.

He tried his best to break free.

His hands scratched at the ground again and again, until his fingers were torn and bleeding, but he still didn’t stop.

He wanted to reach Rose, hug her again, and take her away to their dream house. He just wanted to live peacefully with his daughter near the farm.

He just wanted to hold her in his arms again, even if it was only once.

"First lesson," the Cardinal said coldly. He grabbed Primrose’s hand and pulled her up from the ground. "Never disobey your father."

The little girl’s body trembled in fear, but even so, she still gathered a bit of courage and shouted, "YOU’RE NOT MY FATH—"

SLAP!

The Cardinal slapped her face again, this time even harder than before, until her nose started bleeding.

"Second lesson." He grabbed her hair and forced her to look at Lazarus. "You must speak politely to your father."

He deliberately emphasized the word "father," because he wanted her to remember that Lazarus was not her father, but only a stranger who had kidnapped her.

"And the third lesson..." The Cardinal bent down so he could whisper beside her ear. "Every path you choose will always have consequences. Remember, whether those consequences are good or bad, they happen because you chose them."

"This is your fault, Rose," he said coldly.

Soon after, the Cardinal stood up straight and looked at the holy soldiers. "Behead him."

Primrose’s eyes widened. "No... NO! NO! NO!" She pulled at the Cardinal’s hand, trying to break free, but no matter how hard she struggled, she failed.

"DON’T HURT HIM! DON’T HURT HIM!"

"FATHER, I WANT TO BE WITH YOU!" Tears filled Primrose’s eyes and streamed down her cheeks. "Please... please... don’t hurt my father! Don’t hurt him!"

The Cardinal often said that her only purpose in life was to serve the Gods once she grew up. He said that becoming a Saintess was a rare golden opportunity.

He said that as long as she became a perfect Saintess, the Gods would build her a beautiful palace in heaven.

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