I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Novel by Anonymous

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 38 I left the castle with Martin but didn’t return to the estate immediately. Once the car was parked in a quiet underground garage, I told the driver and Tessa to wait outside. “Who is Rowan Fraser?” Martin’s easygoing expression vanished. “Where did you

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 37 With a flick of his wrist, he sent the papers flying toward me. The force of his wolf stirred the air. Several sheets struck the sensor, and the door slid shut. The rest drifted down around us, not a single one touching my

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 36 That face was identical to Julian’s, yet the feeling he gave off was utterly alien. I remembered the rain-soaked castle steps. The same features, the same body, and yet whenever I drew near, my wolf had warned me that something was wrong. A

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 35 On the other side of the screen, Martin was so angry his beard was trembling. “You lied so hard you dragged me halfway across the kingdom and nearly got me killed on the road.” Julian sat in a medical chair and slowly lifted

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 34 Adrian smashed a wineglass in fury. Even then, he kept looking at me with that same possessive certainty. Stella immediately stuffed a pastry into my mouth, blocking his line of sight. “Here. Eat your least favorite one.” I bit down without thinking, then

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 33 I loathed this sort of public maneuvering. He had never asked what I wanted, yet he was making his request directly to the King, as if I were just another political resource to be assigned by royal decree. The hall went silent. My

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 32 Both Adrian and Julian waited for my choice. I wanted neither of them. So I thanked them both, had a staff motorcycle unloaded from the tow truck, put on a helmet, and rode to the royal castle myself. I had learned both driving

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 31 In the end, I still didn’t take the charm. After leaving the bridge, I walked on without any destination, just following the path. Not far away, a disheveled old man was squatting by the woods, digging up plants, when he suddenly burst into

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 30 The next day, Julian came to the estate again, his wounds still not healed. The guards didn’t let him in. He blamed no one. After that, he came every day. His wounds kept reopening, and dark circles shadowed his eyes. While handling royal

I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 29 “When I’d lost my memory, I didn’t care that you blocked the treatment. But looking back now, whether you saved me or followed me back to the capital, what you wanted was a way into the royal family.” Julian said coolly, “The money