All Chapters of The Runaway Wife and Her Tabby Cat Prince: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The day breeze was kind to Carolus’s face. It was the first morning when the sun had kissed his face after a long while. He was strapped in a wheelchair that Wolfram was rolling around. The man was brought to the sun yard of the hospital, and Yuri met them at a place near the benches. They came with a nurse, but the nurse knew not to stand too close. Yuri smiled at the man he had been hunting for so long. This man used to be soluble in the shadows, but right now, he was right under the sun. The eldest spoke, “Do you feel safe right now, Mr. Hart?” “No.” Carolus’s smiles were only for his sister, so his lips wouldn’t even leave a straight line now.  “Both families that I sinned against are competing for my head. I think it’s just a matter of whose hands will give me a more humane death.” “Does the name April

A media blackout was good, but too many people saw how CEO Moore was picked up by the police in front of Marcille. Since they had their own PR team to deal with things, Delta and Wolfram only shared a quiet time together as they finished the wine Delta took out. The Deputy was notified of the happenings and the damages, but he didn’t say much about those. In fact, he was more than happy to let his office be instrumental in that CEO’s demise. He just didn’t like how Delta was still attacked. Of course, Yuri and David were also notified. The eldest only shook his head, while the father was worried about Delta. The woman was a chemist and a toxin master; there was no guarantee that she could have won a physical fight with a brute like that. David would press charges if CEO Moore’s camp took action against the daughter-in-law.

What was at the end of the racks were the princess dresses with the thickest petticoats. They came in the most intricate designs that children could see in films as worn by princesses. The ‘princess’ in those dresses were not just styles; they embodied the word. Delta didn’t even need to be walked to that place. Her feet moved on their own as she looked through the collection. Unlike earlier, her eyes were not averted as if not liking anything; right now, her eyes were so attentive as if they wanted to see all the imperfections. “…is this okay? You were looking at rather mature-looking dresses earlier…” Delta picked out a dress on her own and examined it. She even lined it against her body as if testing the length and the silhouette. “Won’t it break the aesthetics just like

The photos and the videos were all deleted as soon as they got posted. However, everyone could still speak about it and pass their images through personal chats and texts. Everyone raved about it in the background, while the Colton family sat in silence. Even Mariska sat in silence. When Delta came to see her, she was only in their house’s waiting room. Mariska was downing wine glass after glass, not wanting to have a conversation with Delta or Trisha; who were both in the room with her. Then again, it was inevitable; Delta made it so. “Mariska, can we hear your thoughts about what happened earlier?” Delta directly took the bottle of wine next to Mariska’s glass. “Your diamond watch even drew a cut on Big Brother’s face.” “Humph, give it back. Why should I be speaking with you?” Mariska tried to snatch the bottle

It was a bold move, but Delta had long forgotten how to hide in the shadows. Whoever targeted Mariska and Yuri Colton wanted to see how the Colton family crashed down from within. They just lucked out because Delta was now one of the wives of the Colton. The people walking around the luxurious high-end mall were all celebrities in their own rights. Some of those who wanted to shop on their own or strut their style would show up and show off in the Grand Ambrosia Mall. Most shops here were for members only, unless they were the well-known ones who were up and about. Socialites flocked to the crevices of this highly aesthetic mall, which featured the greatest backdrops for any candid shots or whatever outdoor shot they asked for. It’s just that there were still some people who could wow these supposed socialites—more when gossip abounded about the people involv