Chapter 135

"Saved? You mean..." I was in shock with prince Darius words.

"Yes, she was saved. Your mother is alive in Geneva." Prince Darius smiled.

I staggered a little in place and lost my balance. When I was about to compose myself before I fall, I can feel warm hands carefully wrapped around me, assisting me. When I look up, a familar warm face greeted me.

"Phil." I called his name in a daze.

"Isabella, are you all right? Do you feel ill? You look pale." Philips asked in a worried tone.

I shook my head. "I-I’m fine. Thank you for asking Phil." I replied. "How about your wounds? Shouldn’t you be resting?"

"I have rested all day long. It is not so much hard work to guard you in your afternoon tea." Philips smiled at me. But then he gazed at prince Darius with piercing eyes. I am sure Philip had a hunch that I was pale because of something prince Darius said.

Prince Darius and I were talking with a tone only the two of us could hear. I am sure that no one in the vicinity have heard our con