Chapter 182 - I Hate The Royal Ball (2/2)

Uff he wished he could ask Athos about his wife's condition when she was pregnant Lily had given birth three times and today she looked as kind and fun as she was before

"Her Highness said she hates the colors or the design," said the oldwe could do She refused to wear anything"

"Okay, you can go out Let hness," Mars motioned the maid to leave the room They all bowed down and took their leave

The man closed the door behind them and walked toward Emmelyn His face looked concerned

"Honey is anything the matter?" He crouched down and touched her knees E down on the floor dejectedly

Looking at her pitiful conditionif Enancy hormones would become permanent

Itbad aboutdisco the fourthand she often co appetite, the opposite of the first triry

"I hate the royal ball" Finally, she cried despondently, as her tears were streao?" Mars asked worriedly "We can just stay home I will send someone to the royal palace and tell my parents that we have to take a rain check"

"NO WE MUST GO!" Eripped his aro"

"But, why? If you hate it so o I think my mother will understand"

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"No, you don't have to go I will tell my mother that you are unwell"

"I don't hate it, but" Emmelyn cupped her face with both hands "I can't find any dress that won't make me look like a fat cow"

"What?" Mars batted his eyes in confusion

Fat cow?

Emmelyn was far from fat He didn't kno she could think that way about herself

"I'm so fat and all the other ladies that come to the ball will look like Goddesses They will all laugh at me when they see me enter They will think I am a fat cow" Emmelyn spoke in a stutter between her sobs "A fat coho is walking with their crown prince sobs"

Finally, the prince understood as going on