Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 311 - チャプター 320

"Conditions?" Claudia's red lips curved into a mocking smile. "Back then, I confessed to you. I put aside my pride and my status and begged you to give me a chance, but you refused. Now you expect me to set conditions. Tell me, what do you think I want?"Bruce's expression remained indifferent, without the slightest ripple of emotion. "Karsden and Faranthia are clashing more and more. War is only a matter of time. I can provide you with either funds or weapons.""As expected of the Prince, always thinking in grand gestures. As the crown princess, I should accept. After all, it benefits my country."Claudia lit a cigar and took a long drag. Through the haze, her gaze fixed on Bruce with obsessive intensity. "But I want you more."Bruce glanced at her coldly. "Dream on.""You gave up the entire world for Isolde. You even lowered your head to come see me. You love her so much. So what is stopping you from sacrificing yourself for her hands? Or is it that you do not really love her th

After she hung up and stared at the darkened screen, Isolde's forced composure vanished, as if all her strength had drained away. She slumped softly against the headboard.Last night had been another sleepless night.When she closed her eyes, sleep did not come. Instead, her mind filled with countless lines of leaping code, precise schematics, and simulations of bionic robot movement.Ideas for AI development spread through her thoughts like living vines, sprouting wildly across the soil of her mind, vivid and alive.She still had so many upgrade plans, new interaction logics, more humanlike emotion-simulation modules. Every idea pulsed with life in her mind, ready to take form.But none of it could happen.The thought struck her like a bucket of ice water and left her chilled from head to toe.Sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains and cast bright patches across the floor, yet it could not penetrate the gray haze in her eyes.She drew a deep breath, as if settling o

Isolde met his surprised gaze and explained in a steady, serious tone that sounded almost like quiet acceptance. "After all, I'm going to be your full-time wife, so naturally I should take care of you in every way. Not just massages. I'll also do my best with your meals, clothes, daily needs, and household arrangements."As she spoke so matter-of-factly, even beginning to "plan" their future, Bruce's brow furrowed deeper. His chest tightened as if something were choking him, leaving it sore and swollen.He pressed his throbbing temples and spoke with clear frustration. "Who said you're going to be my full-time wife?"Isolde froze. Confusion and helplessness flashed across her eyes. She instinctively stepped back. "You don't like it? Then I won't interfere with your life. I—""Isolde," Bruce interrupted, his tone unusually solemn.He held her gaze and spoke each word with deliberate clarity. "You're not the type to be trapped at home as a full-time wife. You don't have to force you

Isolde met the scrutinizing stare and felt a faint unease rise in her chest, but her upbringing kept her composed.She gave a slight nod and smiled politely. "Hello, I'm Isolde Vancrest."Claudia's gaze drifted away, as though acknowledging Isolde required too much effort.She turned and addressed someone in a white uniform behind her with composed elegance. "Dr. Mills, take Ms. Vancrest to the medical center for a full checkup and initial assessment. Prepare the treatment according to the original plan."Nestor Mills bowed respectfully. "Yes, Your Highness."Claudia then looked back at Bruce. Her expression shifted at once into a smile that carried familiarity and subtle possessiveness. "Bruce, everything is done as you said. Satisfied?""Thank you." Bruce offered a brief, cool reply. He lifted Isolde in his arms and followed the doctor toward the medical center, leaving the crown princess behind.Claudia watched him carry Isolde without even sparing her a glance. Frustration t

Drops of water still clung to the tips of Bruce's dark hair, glinting faintly in the sunlight. He had even changed clothes. He no longer wore the rigid suit from earlier but a simple dark casual outfit."You…" Isolde instinctively glanced out the window. The sun shone brightly in a clear blue sky. "Did it rain?"Bruce's eyes flickered slightly. He casually lifted a hand and brushed aside the damp strands on his forehead. "No. A maid brought coffee earlier and accidentally spilled it on me, so I went to take a shower."'Accidentally spilled coffee. Such an old cliché,' she thought.Isolde studied him with suspicion. "Was she quite attractive too?""I didn't notice."She clicked her tongue. "Tsk. You really attract attention."Bruce's gaze darkened. His thumb rubbed lightly against the web between his fingers before he spoke in a low voice. "My soul is already with you. No matter how much effort other women put in, it's useless. Mrs. Princeton, you can rest assured."Isolde had o