Chapter 7 - - The Encounter (2/2)

Diana knew that. After all, it was her favorite place in the palace before it was rebuilt according to Trisha’s wishes. The familiar, comforting ambiance was still there– both longing and bitterness dwelled in her mind.

“No.”

“Don’t you enjoy walking?”

“No.”

With Diana’s stubborn replies, Lucas tried to hold his temper. “Hmm, whatever”

Lucas was not in a hurry. She was going to be his anyway. But contempt and anger lurked impatiently in his heart. “I heard you were sickly since childhood. So, you do not know a lot?” He sarcastically said.

“Yes. I’m afraid I haven’t recovered from my illness so far.” She answered without a beat, unaffected by his offensive tone.

“No need to worry. The imperial household members are very courteous. And I won’t give you any trouble.”

Diana’s eyes were still cold.

“One thing before that,” he said firmly with his eyes fixed on hers, “You’ll be my wife anyway, so why don’t I choose a nickname for you?”

He hasn’t changed a bit. He is still the same self-centered human being.

It was the moment when the glimmer of hope faded into dust.

“Diana…Dinah… would be nice.” He murmured.

She got goosebumps. Lucas’ voice calling another woman’s name rang out in her ear like a hallucination: Trisha, Trisha…my Trisha, the pet name of the girl whom he was fond of. Not once did he ever call her name in the past.

“No, I don’t need a nickname.”

“Well…you know there’s a limit to your stubbornness, right?” Lucas expressed his displeasure at her subsequent rejection.

She had already seen the future anyway. In other words, Diana had no more regrets about this life. It wasn’t bad to die here either if she can’t change her fate. But Diana, who was seventeen, might still be able to change her fate.

“I’ll call you my Dinah from now on.”

“It’s not my name, so I won’t answer you.”