All Chapters of The Shotgun Marriage: She's the Apple of His Eye: Chapter 481 - Chapter 490

Finn regained his senses and excitedly held Lucy, saying, "Mrs. Ripley, this is wonderful! You're alive!"Lucy looked at Finn, confused. Then, she replied cluelessly, "Who is Mrs. Ripley? Are you referring to me?"Finn was at a loss.Noah didn't know who Finn was and pushed him away, guarding in front of Lucy. He asked, "Who are you? What are you doing?"Finn was confused as his eyes darted between Noah and Lucy. He noticed Lucy's distant look. Hurt, he said, "Mrs. RIpley, it's me, Finn. Don't you remember me?"Noah's eyes flickered as his heart palpitated. He immediately recalled that he saved Lucy six years ago, and she lost her memory.Did Finn know Lucy?Finn addressed Lucy as "Mrs. Ripley." Could this man be someone working for that man?Noah instantly panicked, feeling like Lucy was slipping away from his fingertips. He quickly commented, "What are you talking about? Her name is Greta Everhart, not whoever this Mrs. Ripley you're talking about is."Finn murmured, "Greta

Dante walked toward Tobias in the castle the next day and carefully said, "Prince Toddy, Princess Angela insisted that you send her to her kindergarten. How do you…"Tobias lay in bed after a sleepless night. He rubbed his throbbing temple and said gruffly, "Wait."His eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't have a weak complexion. He had his usual regal and indifferent air.After a while, Tobias went to the dining room and saw Angela enjoying his breakfast.Angela asked, "Tobe, how was your sleep last night?"Tobias affectionately rubbed her hair and replied, "It's alright. I'll send you to your kindergarten after breakfast."Last night, when he thought about Greta, his head throbbed so badly that he didn't manage to sleep. He couldn't even sleep after taking sleeping pills.Tobias couldn't help but sigh."Thank you, Tobe." Angela said as she ate, "Tobe, our castle's kitchen is choosing a royal chef for you. Are you planning to supervise it personally?"Tobias said, "I'm swamped.

Lucy glanced at the chefs around her. Each chef had a variety of meat and vegetables at their workstations, enough to make ten different types of dishes. Yet, the ingredients she had at her disposal were embarrassingly sparse.She looked at the person and coldly asked, "Miss, it's the first time we've met. I don't think there's any beef between us. Why do they have so many ingredients while I only have these?"The person retorted, "Stop asking questions. Are you going to cook? If not, leave and let the next person take your place."Lucy was rendered speechless.Elio signed her up, which was nothing more than a formality. No one was eager for her to compete here in the first place.Lucy said, "Okay, these ingredients are enough."The person coldly glared at her and left the kitchen. Lucy watched her leave and instinctively followed her.She noticed a noblewoman in an elegant, high-end gown at a corner. The noblewoman's back was facing Lucy, so she couldn't see her face."Miss, I

Lucy never expected that Elio had submitted Pattinson Residence’s address and personal information when he registered her for the competition.Dante passed her information to Tobias. Tobias read the information, and an inexplicable emotion flickered in his eyes. He was dumbfounded and surprised. “Greta Everhart! I can’t believe it’s her! Yes, what a coincidence! Turns out she's the mother of Angela’s classmate.”Waves of emotions inexplicably swirled in Tobias’ heart. After realizing how similar Greta looked to Lucy, he decided not to see her anymore, never expecting fate to toy with him this way. Tobias regretted his recklessness this morning.He needed to cut ties with her. Tobias closed the file and coldly commented, “Since she is unwilling, forget it.”“Prince Toddy, your body…”Dante was distraught. Tobias couldn't consume food like a normal person, and even if he could live on liquid nutrition, he wouldn’t live long. “Continue to find a chef," came Tobias' instructio

Lucy felt terrible as she rejected Cindy’s invitation. She explained, “Madam Hubbard, you are King Samson's mother. I’m sure your banquet is only fit for the noble. I don’t think a commoner like me should be there.”Cindy commented, “Greta, I’m old. No one will be willing to talk to me in such a setting. I just want company. Sigh, if you don’t go with me, I will have to watch them alone at the banquet.”As she spoke, she looked troubled.Lucy gave in the moment Cindy played the pity card. “Still, I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to go. Why don’t you ask King Samson to find you a more suitable partner?”Cindy insisted, “I don’t want anyone else but you.”She held Lucy's hand as she spoke and guided her into her room, prompting Lucy to ask in confusion, "Madam Hubbard, where are we going?"Cindy elaborated, "To my room to look at my gown collection."They arrived at the bedroom as they talked. Cindy's wardrobe held a regal and extravagant-looking gown. It was a classic low-cu