Mars immediately ran from his troops and went to find the origin of the scream. He could guess that the sound must come from the girl who spent the night with him.

His mind immediately became a mess. He thought something terrible had happened that made Emmelyn scream so hysterically.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his chamber, Mars broke the door, thinking that a bad guy was about to kill the mother of his future children.

BANG!

"What happened? Where are the bad people?" asked Mars with alacrity.

He had drawn his sword and immediately cast his gaze around the room. Not seeing anyone else there, he placed his sword on the table and approached Emmelyn, who was sitting on the bed with teary eyes.

"What happened?" he asked again anxiously.

Emmelyn immediately pressed the blanket against her chest when she saw the prince's eyes glancing at her breasts that were exposed.

[You pervert!]

"I'm going to die!" snapped Emmelyn in a desperate voice. "This is all your fault ..."

Mars was stunned by Emmelyn's words. Instantly, his heart ached, as if stabbed by thousands of enemy swords.

[Gosh ... so, is this girl really going to die?]

In that case ... Emmelyn was also affected by his curse? Won't there be any children for them?

This was really bad.

The young man felt his chest tighten, and for a moment, he couldn't breathe. Mars sat languidly on the edge of the bed.

Apparently, he was destined to never be happy. Just when he thought his life would change, because he found a woman he could touch, it turned out she was not immune to his curse like he thought she was.

He already put so much hope on this woman and he thought he had found the one!

Emmelyn was a very beautiful woman and Mars was genuinely attracted to her. This was the woman who could bear children for him. The woman with whom he had great sexual chemistry. The woman whom he thought was special because she was not affected by his curse ...

Turned out, he was wrong. She was the same as the others.

She is going to die soon because of me, Mars thought despondently.

"I'm sorry ..." said the young man in a very earnest tone.

He stared at Emmelyn with a broken heart, and for a moment, the girl became amazed.

[This bastard is genuinely sorry he causes me to face death?]

[So hard to believe!]

Emmelyn looked away. She could not bear to stare at those golden irises for long.

"Never thought I would die like this," the girl complained dejectedly.

She raised her right hand, which was devoid of strength, and let out a long sigh. She then raised her left hand and stared at it for a long time, trying to guess how much time she had left before that too would become paralyzed, and then the rest of her body followed.

Mars, who was feeling gloomy, noticed the girl's actions and became astonished.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

Emmelyn turned her head to him and snorted. "Because of you and your damn curse, my right hand is now paralyzed. I just have to wait until the rest of my body is paralyzed too, and I will die."

Mars was stunned at Emmelyn's words. He frowned and tried to think about what the girl said.

He now remembered that out of all those women who died after they touched him, none of them experienced being paralyzed. They would all just die the next day.

Besides...

His heart skipped a beat as he remembered the event that happened earlier this morning when he just woke up and... ahem, used Emmelyn's right hand to help him relieve himself.

Hold on ...

Could it be...?

He took Emmelyn's right hand and studied it carefully. He then looked at the girl's face with rounded eyes. "How do you feel now?"

Emmelyn frowned in surprise. What kind of question is that?

"My hand feels sore like I become paralyzed or something," complained the girl. She was about to pull her hand free from the devil's grasp, but she did not even have the strength to pull it away.

Finally, using her left hand, Emmelyn hit Mars's hands that were holding her right hand and took it away from the man's grasp.

Only then did Mars realize that Emmelyn would not actually die. Her right hand was just tired from working hard this morning, and now it had absolutely no energy.

Emmelyn wrongly assumed that she was paralyzed and would soon die.

The corners of the man's lips twitched in laughter. He found the events of this morning very funny.

Gosh .. this girl is so silly, he thought. He was given a scare just now!

However, Mars held back. He wouldn't laugh out loud in front of this girl to protect his reputation. Finally, he just cleared his throat and patted Emmelyn's hand gently.

"You won't die," he said firmly. "You made me very anxious. Don't ever do it again. Let's quickly get dressed and join me for breakfast."

Emmelyn looked surprised at the man's words.

Earlier, she had seen Mars so sad when he thought she was really going to die, but now the man looked so relaxed.

Too relaxed.

Did this mean that Emmelyn was not going to die?

Ahhh ...

"I can't get dressed," complained Emmelyn. "I cannot use my right hand."

"Oh ..." Mars suddenly realized that Emmelyn was right. He then nodded. "I can help you get dressed."

"You pervert," Emmelyn grumbled again. "Just call the servants over here. They can help me. Don't think you'll get to take advantage of me again."

Mars smiled and nodded. "All right. I'll wait for you in the dining room so we can have breakfast together."

When the young man got out of bed, he stared at Emmelyn for a long time. Mars felt so relieved, and he almost followed his impulse to hug her.

Ahh ... luckily, he managed to restrain himself. He then patted Emmelyn's head like he would to a child and then left the room.

Emmelyn could hear his voice calling the butler to send some maids into his chamber and help Emmelyn get dressed.

***

An hour later, Emmelyn was walking down to the dining room. She looked beautiful in a pretty dress and neat appearance. The girl walked over to the dining table where Mars sat waiting for her with so many mouth-watering dishes.

"You must eat a lot," said Mars, placing a plate of meat, pastries, and fruit slices in front of Emmelyn.

The girl frowned. "Actually, what's wrong with me? My hand is so sore. Does this really have nothing to do with your curse?"

She stared at Mars with a probing look. The prince swallowed hard and shook his head.

"No. I'll definitely know. If you are affected by my curse, you would be dead by now."

"Then what's wrong with me?" asked Emmelyn again.

Mars cleared his throat. "Looks like something happened this morning to your hand. But don't worry, you won't die. So, you better eat now."

"I eat with my right hand but it's too sore to eat right now," Emmelyn sighed irritably. However, before she grumbled again, Mars had taken a piece of meat with a fork and raised it to her lips.

"Let me feed you so you can eat," said Prince Mars in his deep baritone voice.

Emmelyn was stunned to see the devil had cut the meat on her plate, without her asking, and was now about to feed it to her.

Gosh ... am I dreaming? The girl was utterly confused.

"What are you doing?" asked Emmelyn in surprise.

"I am feeding you. The mother of my future children must not starve. You must be healthy to bear my children," Mars replied solemnly.

Emmelyn immediately hiccuped when she heard the man's words.

Tsss...

Apparently, in his mind was always how he could fatten her for the job of giving birth to his children!

Emmelyn regretted almost feeling moved by his gesture.

She thought he did care about her.

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From the author:

Yes, back to normal chapters.. XD. Hope you enjoy this one. xx