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The Abandoned Lycan Queen 55 Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Elena's POV My chest was still feeling heavy, and anger was accumulating in my heart. Then, I felt another squeeze of comfort in my hand.

Looking up, I met Prince Deacon's eyes filled with determination and promise. "We'll expose her, Elena. And when the truth comes out, your grandfather's nwill be cleared." Taking a deep breath, I let the weight that filledlose a bit.

I nodded my head and was finally able to let out a small smile.

After a few minutes of comfort, we finally ease up.

Looking outside, we realized that it was already late.

"Do you want to dine here?" he asked, motioning toward the table.

Standing up, I shook my head. "No, it's alright. I want to have a rest as well." "Then, I'll walk you back," he added as he pushed the tent's fabric door out of my way.

Giving him a smile, I assured him, "I'll be okay, Prince Deacon. Thank you, but I really want to have salone tfor a while.".

For a moment, he stared atas if reading my eyes to see if I was really fine. After a while, he let out a sigh of defeat. "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." Walking under the moonlight, I took a slow steps back to my tent as I let the night breeze and moonshine to ease all my worries and calm my nerves.

I was savoring the brief solitude I had for myself when a shadow loomed in front of me, makinghalt in an instant.

A familiar voice echoed in my ears before I could even raise my face. "Elena..." My heart stopped beating for a second as my legs instinctively moved backward. Crossing my arms together, I gave Bryson a stoic expression and didn't say anything.

"I... I want to say sorry for how Glenda acted earlier. I know that she's out of line," he said, almost whispering it.. A sneer couldn't help but escape my lips. "Glenda's actions speak for themselves, Bryson. No apology from you will change that." He nodded mindlessly but remained standing in front of me, makingraise my brows in judgment.

After a few seconds, he frustratedly combed his hair with his fingers before letting out a heavy sigh. "I also wanted to say that... I didn't... I never realized you were so capable. Watching you fight today... It was like seeing a completely different person." A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

If I had seen that before, my heart would probably jumped. But not anymore. Not this taround.

Instead, I flashed him with a smirk. “Perhaps you never really looked at the person in front of you." I saw his body tense for a while, and he had a hard tswallowing a lump that had formed in his throat.

1/2 Chapter 55 Something in his eyes flickered for a moment before he asked with difficulty, "Do you regret it? Our marriage?" Hearing him having the audacity to ask that brought rage within me, causingto sharply ask back, "That's a question for you, Bryson. You made your choice. You left me." "I thought I was doing what was best... for both of us. But seeing you now, I can't help but wonder... Did you ever truly love me?" he asked with a soft voice, eyes lingering in my eyes as if he was trying to read my soul.

Too bad for him. I closed myself off from him the second he said he had another woman.

My expression went cold, and I gazed at him with menacing eyes. Taking a firm step closer to him with narrowed eyes, I spoke steadily but sharply, "Love you? I married you because I thought we could build something together. But love? You never earned it. You were too busy neglecting your duties as a husband to even try."

How dare he askif I love him? I did a lot of things for him. Wasn't my answer, obvious enough, or was he too blinded to see all my efforts for the past year we had been married? It should beasking him that question.

He looked away with guilt, but I wasn't done yet.

Continuing, I pointed out, "And let's m not forget the facts, Bryson. You chose Glenda. You abandoned what we had, or could have had, without a second thought. So don't you dare stand here and question my feelings!" I thought he'd have a bit of self-shame, but to my surprise, he looked back atwith disappointment and blin his eyes instead of feeling guilty and walking away.

Sneering, he commented, "So it's true! You never loved me" Hearing his remark madelaugh with sarcasm. "Oh, forgive me, Bryson, for not pining over a man who discardedlike yesterday's news."

Taking a step back, I looked at him intently, shook my head in disappointment, and emphasized my disappointment in him. "You've lost the right to judge me. Or even ask these questions a long tago, Bryson." With that remark, I was about to walk past him, but another familiar voice from a woman filled with sarcasm and accusation filled my ears.

"Well, isn't this cozy?" Glenda commented.

Shifting my gaze, I found her coming out from the side. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked back and forth betweenand Bryson.

"I leave for one moment, and here you are, rekindling your little flame," she said, gesturing toward me. Letting out a smirk, I calmly replied, "Rekindling? Don't flatter yourself, Glenda. The only thing burning here is your delusion."