Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1341: He Has Not the Slightest Bit of Love or Sincerity for You

Morgan Ashworth?

Willow Crawford was momentarily lost, not understanding, "Prince Rosen, who do you say is Morgan Ashworth?"

"Willow, Morgan Ashworth is Miles Linden, and Miles Linden is Morgan Ashworth."

"Willow, you’ve certainly heard of The Merfolk Kingdom, right? Alani and the merfolk of Westria have a deep blood feud. In those days, your family and the merfolk fought a bloody battle, and in the end, it was your Uncle Zane Crawford’s sacrifice that put an end to it all, bringing the peace and tranquility we have today."

"Willow, I’m sure you haven’t forgotten this piece of history."

Willow Crawford’s heart sank. She clearly remembered this part of history. Even though she was young then, she lost so many family members in the past.

She still remembers her dashing and unparalleled Uncle Zane Crawford. Uncle Zane once held her high up in the air, and all these years, her mother has worn Uncle Zane’s red love bean around her neck.

Prince Rosen was right. Today’s peace was built on a foundation of blood and loss. How could Willow possibly forget?

"But what does that history and those past events have to do with Miles Linden?" Willow didn’t understand, not at all. "And why is Miles Linden called Morgan Ashworth?"

Morgan...

This surname belongs to Westria’s royal family, but her Miles Linden is just a charming young man.

"Willow, Miles Linden is Morgan Ashworth. He is the young lord of The Merfolk Kingdom, and one of the princes born to The Merfolk Kingdom’s princess and a former ruler of Ashworth."

What?

Willow drew in a sharp breath, her pupils contracting and dilating rapidly. How could this be? She couldn’t comprehend a word Prince Rosen was saying.

"Rosen, stop talking nonsense. Miles Linden is just Miles Linden. How could he possibly be... the young lord of The Merfolk Kingdom? You’re joking. It’s not funny. Doesn’t he know he’s the young lord of The Merfolk Kingdom? He never told me..."

"Willow," Prince Rosen reached out and steadied Willow’s shaking shoulders, "Morgan Ashworth wouldn’t tell you any of this because... he deliberately approached you. Everything that happened between you two was part of his plan, a scheme from The Merfolk Kingdom."

Willow’s face turned pale, not a trace of color left. She pushed Prince Rosen away, "I don’t understand what you’re saying. I need to go back now. Miles is waiting for me. Stop the car, I want to get off!"

Willow didn’t want to hear any more. She just wanted to leave.

Miles must be there by now, waiting for her. She just wanted to see him.

It’s only by his side that she felt safe!

But Prince Rosen didn’t instruct the driver to stop. Instead, he slowly took out an envelope and pulled out some photos, "Willow, take a look yourself. Actually, as early as your tenth birthday, the young lord of The Merfolk Kingdom, Morgan Ashworth, staged a scenario of selling himself to bury his mother just so he could meet you for the first time."

Willow wanted badly not to listen, not to think about it, but she couldn’t control herself. When it came to Miles, she just couldn’t not care.

Selling oneself to bury a mother.

She did vaguely remember such an event. Slowly, Willow turned her head and looked at the photos in Prince Rosen’s hand.

The photos were of Miles Linden six or seven years ago. Back then, he was still young and inexperienced, yet his handsomeness couldn’t be hidden. Even as a slim figure on the street side, she could recognize him at a glance.

This was Miles Linden.

So, he had appeared all those years ago.

So, that was their first meeting.

Willow had always thought that their first encounter was at a school outside, a meeting of a young boy and girl among the crowds. It turns out that the truth was the young lord of The Merfolk Kingdom deliberately devised an encounter with the Princess of Alani.

But she still didn’t believe it.

"You say all of this was Miles’s design, but Miles has a sister. For his sister Celeste, he would risk his life. This couldn’t possibly be an act!" Willow tried her best to argue.

Prince Rosen interrupted Willow, "Willow, can you stop being so naive? It’s all an act, all fake. Celeste Linden isn’t even Morgan Ashworth’s sister. All of this was just a persona Morgan created in front of you, to make you fall in love with him."

Prince Rosen took out a few pieces of evidence, "See for yourself. The reason Celeste could escape Ethan Barnes’s clutches wasn’t because she managed it alone. It was Morgan Ashworth who helped her secretly."

"Morgan knew everything Celeste did; he was just playing along with her plans. Think back. Did Morgan act very sad after Celeste left? He drank to the point of getting drunk at bars daily. It was all an act, drawing you in, my foolish Willow. Wake up!"

Willow remembered. After Celeste disappeared, he was very downcast, frequenting bars every day, and then she went to find him. He even forcefully kissed her in an alley while drunk.

Afterward, he told her that since his sister left, he was alone. He held her hand, begged her not to leave, and asked her to be his girlfriend.

Willow’s fair eyes gradually turned red. Her slender, pale fingers clasped tightly around the photos. The moments of sweetness she once believed in now felt like a huge lie and a mockery, all within a fleeting instant. She truly didn’t understand how talented he was at acting, how gifted he had to be to play his part so well, so genuinely.

At that moment, the luxury car stopped abruptly. Prince Rosen opened the back door, "Willow, get out of the car."

Willow got out of the car.

"Willow, does this place look familiar to you?"

Willow glanced around and then nodded, "It looks like the road Quinn Young took me home on that night, but why are there... so many large crash marks on the road?"

"Willow, you’re not wrong. That night, Quinn Young was driving you home in a sports car. Actually, Morgan Ashworth followed you all the way, and midway through, he suddenly sped up, wanting to... kill Quinn Young, along with you!"

Willow felt as if she couldn’t breathe anymore. Staring blankly at Prince Rosen, all she could hear echoing was that Miles Linden wanted to kill Quinn Young and her!

That night, Quinn looked pale, her legs weak, telling her that a car had been following them, as if drunk driving, like it wanted to kill them. At that time, she didn’t pay any mind, but now she realized it was true.

That person was Miles Linden.

He once had murderous intent towards her.

He wanted to kill her.

"Willow, there’s actually more, like Hannah Alden. The evidence of Hannah pushing you off a cliff was already in Morgan Ashworth’s hands, but he destroyed the evidence and deliberately let you fall in love with him."

"Willow, The Merfolk Kingdom’s nature is unchangeable. They are dark, cunning, ruthless, and pathological. Along the way, Morgan Ashworth has been plotting against you. He wants your affection, to use your influence against your parents, your brother, and me. When he can’t get to you, he’ll destroy you without hesitation. He has never had any genuine affection or love for you from beginning to end."

...

Miles Linden was already waiting downstairs. He took out his phone and dialed Willow’s number.

But no one answered.