From Slave To Queen (by Karyn Anderson) novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253

Fiona had made it clear she was done with Willow. Anyone with half a brain would have left by now before things turned any uplier.

But Willow, with baffling confidence, gave her a wounded look and asked, “Fioria, how could you treat me like this? Haven’t always treated you wel when I lived here?”

Fiona had barely suppressed her fury while entertaining her. Seeing her still clueless, Fiona commanded, “Escort her out!

With that, Fiona rose to her feet and walked away without another word.

Willow’s eyes welled up with tears, as if she’d suffered the greatest injustice. She snapped, “How heartless you are, Fiona! Kicking me out today? Viell don’t come crawling back someday, because I won’t even look at you.”

She dropped the hint, hoping Fiona would pick it up.

She wasn’t the timid, self–effacing girl anymore; she was Lady Osborne now.

Willow had come with sincere intentions to help Fiona, but her goodwill,

I was met with cold rejection, fueling her fury.

With that, Willow stiffened her spine and limped away.

The moment she stepped out, Fiona slammed the door behind her and hurled a basin of water after her.

“That’s how you treat us? My lady came here out of kindness, and you shut her down like that?” Nona burst out. “You’re just ungrateful!”

Willow’s eyes were red–rimmed, but she forced an indifferent look. “She’s not worth it. Let’s just go.”

“Yes, my lady,” Nona replied, carefully helping Willow as they made their way out.

Just as Willow reached the courtyard gate, she bumped straight into someone.

With a startled gasp, Willow stumbled right into his arms.

The familiar scent hit Willow as she looked up to meet Nicolas’s anxious gaze.

“Willow, are you okay?” Nicolas asked, quickly reaching out to check on her. “Let me look.”

And just like that, they clung to each other with an easy, quiet closeness.

Willow managed a strained smile. “Nicolas, I’m fine.”

“Fine?” Nicolas’s brows furrowed deeply as he saw her red–rimmed eyes. “You’re crying. Tell me who upsets you, and I’ll make it right for you.”

Only then did Willow’s tears fall. She shook her head, a look of aggrieved resignation on her face. “I’m really fine.”

Her words only made Nicolas more suspicious. His sharp gaze shifted to the tightly shut door as he asked, “Was it Fiona? Did she upset you?”

Nona jumped in. “My lady came here to patch things up, and Fiona threw her out! So rude!”

Willow hastily scolded, “Nona, stop it. Lády Fiona hasn’t done anything to me.”

Something in her words didn’t sit right. Willow had always called her Fiona–never Lady Fiona. That change wasn’t lost on Nicolas.

His face darkened instantly. He figured that Fiona had been bullying her.

Then he clenched his fists, his voice cold with anger. “I’m not letting anyone hurt you and just walk away, not even Fiona.” With that, he whirled around. ready to find Fiona.

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Chapter 253

Willow pretended to hold Nicolas back, shaking her head repeatedly “Nicolas, let it go. I’ment rent. Please don’t bibank Parka Wa alma

As he tried to break free, Willow lost her footing and fell. He stumbled too, unable to stop himself, and landed note on top of ban

The scene left everyone stunned. Nicolas’s face flushed crimson in an instant, while Willow’s eyes widened in shock

They stared at each other, too flustered to move. Suddenly, a piercing gaze fell upon Willow. She looked up, and her fate drained of color

At the courtyard entrance stood Michael, staring at them in disbelief.

His face darkened. Without a word, he turned and strode away,

Willow spun around, eyes blazing. She slapped Nona hard across the face. “What did you just call me?”

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