All Chapters of The Exiled Prince's Bedmate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The news of Blenda's death struck Dustin like a physical blow. A short while ago he had still been talking with her, and now she was gone? It was difficult to believe. It felt like a cruel joke played by Blenda's personal assistant, a surprise meant to shock him.But it was not. After Dustin and Elsa hurried to the hospital, they saw Blenda's body covered by a cloth from head to toe, all the medical equipment removed."When you went home, Madam's condition dropped. The doctors could not help. Madam could not be saved," said Blenda's personal assistant.Dustin looked at Blenda's face, pale and lifeless. Yet the smile she had worn earlier still lingered in his memory. The smile that had appeared when she saw the children calling her Mother."You did not keep your promise, Mrs. Lawson. You said you wanted to see me have a child, but before my child is born, you left us all," Dustin whispered.From beside him, Elsa patted Dustin's shoulder. She felt deep sympathy for Blenda's lifeless bod

The reason Dustin gave that name to his son was that he wanted to honor Blenda's name behind the name Jacob, Dustin's first son. Instead of giving the surname Dawson, Dustin chose the surname Lawson.From the beginning, Dustin had never used the Dawson surname after his own name, and Elsa did not object when Dustin gave Jacob that name.After two days in the hospital, Dustin finally brought Elsa home. They now lived in Blenda's house, a house that was not very large but not small either. Its backyard was spacious. If their child could walk, the backyard could become a wide play area."How do we take care of a baby? I have never taken care of a baby before," Dustin said."I am his mother. Of course I will take care of him." Elsa slowly laid Jacob in the bassinet Dustin had prepared days earlier."But I am also his father. I have a responsibility to take care of Jacob. But I do not know how."Elsa turned and looked at Dustin, who very much wanted to care for his son with his own hands.

The chaos at the mine grew worse because Katrina could not hold on without help from others. That night, as rain poured down, Elsa and Dustin's house received a visitor. Dustin, who was in the reading room near the stairs, hurried to open the door."Oh my God, why are you soaked like this?" Dustin exclaimed when he saw Katrina's condition.Elsa, coming from the second floor, immediately ran to fetch a towel for Katrina. "I will lend you some clothes. Come with me," Elsa said.Katrina followed, her face anxious. Elsa gave Katrina dry clothes before they gathered in the living room to look at the situation Katrina was facing."Let me guess. They must have been chasing you," Dustin said.Katrina nodded. "I saw them coming to my apartment. They tore apart everything there to get what they wanted. Before they realized I was nearby, I had already fled."Elsa held Katrina's cold hand. Katrina's gaze looked reluctant when she decided to come to Dustin's house. "Sorry to trouble you both, but

The search continued relentlessly. Dustin refused to give up until he found Elsa. A full day and night had passed, yet she was still nowhere to be found. No matter what it took, he had to ensure his wife's safety. Elsa had to be found as soon as possible.Meanwhile, Elsa was beginning to grow exhausted. She had been tied up since the previous day without being given any food or water. Her throat was parched, and her stomach was painfully empty. On top of that, her breasts ached so badly that she was drenched in a cold sweat as she struggled to endure the pain.The milk that should have nourished her son was now dripping away uselessly. Her clothes were already soaked, leaving them sticky and uncomfortable against her skin. Her body felt as though it might fall apart at any moment, but with the ropes binding her tightly, all Elsa could do was endure her suffering and pray for someone to rescue her.When she heard the door open, Elsa briefly hoped that Dustin had finally come for her. H

Elsa's condition remained unstable after that horrifying night. Although her physical wounds had begun to heal, the emotional trauma still seemed to haunt her mind. However, Dustin chose not to reveal everything that had happened that night, especially what had occurred while Elsa's eyes were tightly shut, shielding her from the brutal reality of Dustin killing his opponent.While holding Jacob, Elsa tried to breastfeed him, but something felt wrong."Katrina, my milk isn't flowing as well as it usually does," she complained, looking down at Jacob, who seemed restless and unsatisfied with the nourishment he was receiving.Katrina, who had been watching them, gently took Jacob from Elsa's arms."The trauma you experienced yesterday might be affecting your milk production, Elsa. Try to stay positive and put what happened behind you," she advised sympathetically.Elsa nodded slowly, although the events of that night still lingered in the back of her mind. After leaving Jacob with Katrina