All Chapters of Dear Ex, Kneel And Call Me Your Highness : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Caroline's pov She smiled sweetly, twirling the whip she grabbed from her bag between her fingers as she approached the bed. I pulled against the silk sheets, panic rising fast in my chest. “Cerene, what the hell are you doing? Put that away!” She ignored me completely. Instead, she stood at the foot of the bed, slowly running her fingers along the length of the whip while staring down at me with pure malice in her eyes. The fragile mask she usually wore in front of Peter was completely gone. In its place was something ugly and venomous. The same face I always saw when she framed me and our parents always took her side. “You know, I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” she said casually, tapping the whip against her palm. “All these years, you’ve had everything I should have had. Perfect health. A strong body. The ability to live normally without everyone treating you like you’re about to break. You stole that from me, Caroline. My health. My life. My future.” She took a step c

Peter's pov “Cerene! Fuck, what happened to you?!” I burst into the guest room and the sight nearly knocked the air out of my lungs. I had opened the doors and saw that Caroline had vanished, the silk ties I’d used on her cut and scattered on the floor. “My...My wife....where is my wife?!" My chest heaving, sweat forming on my forehead. But the second I saw Cerene curled on the blood..soaked sheets, clutching her stomach as blood poured between her fingers. “She....she...“ She stammered in-between sobs. Her face was deathly pale, eyes wide with terror, and the moment she saw me she let out a heart-wrenching scream. “Peter! Peter, help me!” she cried, reaching out with blood-stained hands. “The baby… I’m losing our baby! There’s so much blood, it won’t stop… please, I can’t lose the baby!” I dropped to my knees beside the bed so fast my legs slammed against the frame. Seeing the red liquid washed away all the worries I had for Caroline. Indeed she was vicious and

Caroline's POV "Please..." I said, gripping the cold iron gate to keep myself from collapsing. My voice came out hoarse. "I need to see Mrs Harrington." The security guard frowned as his eyes swept over my torn clothes and bloodstained sleeves. "Mrs Lockwood?" the guard said with a sigh, folding his arms across his chest. "Mrs Harrington doesn't see strangers without an appointment. Please leave." A bitter smile tugged at my lips. Of course, without the bracelet. I was nothing to them. "I'm not lying," I whispered, forcing myself to stand straighter despite the stabbing pain in my ankle. "Please tell her Mrs Caroline Lockwood is here. She'll remember me." The second guard shook his head. "People come here every day claiming to know Mrs Harrington," he replied impatiently. "You're wasting your time." My fingers tightened around the bars of the gate. "I saved her life," I said, meeting his eyes. "Please... just tell her my name." Neither of them moved. Instead, one of

Caroline's POV "My dear, you should get some rest," She said with a gentle smile as she placed a cup of warm tea into my hands. She sat across from me, studying my face with the same concern she'd shown since bringing me into her world. "The doctors were very clear. Your body needs time to recover." I smiled softly and nodded. "I know. Thank you for taking such good care of me." She reached over and patted my hand affectionately. "You're my family now, Caroline. Looking after you is no burden." Her words warmed my heart in a way I couldn't explain. Family. It was such a simple word, yet it carried more warmth coming from her than it ever had coming from my own parents. Just then, my phone began to vibrate on the table. I glanced at the screen, and my fingers immediately stiffened. Mom was calling. A frown crept onto my face. Why would she be calling me? Mrs Harrington noticed the change in my expression. "Is everything alright?" She asked, tilting her head sligh

Caroline's POV "What did you do to me?" I whispered as I struggled to keep my eyes open. My fingers tightened around the edge of the dining table while the room swayed around me. My mother's warm smile didn't disappear. Instead, she calmly took the teacup from my trembling hands before I could accidentally drop it. "It's alright, sweetheart," Mom said gently, patting my shoulder as though she were comforting a frightened child. "Just relax." A cold chill crept down my spine. My breathing became uneven as I looked from her to my father. Neither of them looked alarmed or stood up to help me. They simply... watched me with a sinister smile. My heart sank. “No. No... The tea.“ I had barely swallowed a few mouthfuls, yet my body already felt unbearably heavy. I tried to stand but my knees buckled immediately, forcing me back into the chair. I looked at my mother in disbelief. "You..." I murmured, my lips trembling. "You drugged me." She didn't answer. The silence wa