Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Rowan had been a visiting professor in Southeast Aciatic’s medical college recently and had not gone to check on

Helene.

Despite that, Aurelia did well as his spy in the west palace.

Victoria sometimes stood at a high point of the palace to observe the west palace with a pair of binoculars. She had

been under the impression that Helene would go crazy and torture Aurelia occasionally by locking the latter in

there. She thought that she could hear Aurelia scream for help or see her being tortured to be less than human.

Everything seemed to go against her imagination.

The west palace was quiet as usual. Victoria could only see that everything in there was in order through the

binoculars.

From time to time, Aurelia would appear in the front yard, but she looked rosy and radiant. Besides being a bit thin,

she did not look like she had been tormented at all.

Victoria frowned and bit her lips in resentment.

Which part had gone wrong? That woman attacked anyone she saw like a rabid dog. She had even stabbed Aurelia

with a fork the last time!

“Your Highness…” Her maid approached her gently.

She was going to serve her cold tea, but Victoria raised a hand and swatted both the tray and cup off to the floor.

The shattered glassware was scattered everywhere.

Victoria clenched a fist to punch the palace wall and shouted in rage.

“Your Highness, don’t be angry! Watch for your health!”

“Useless! Can’t even handle a b*tch!” Victoria vented her fury on the maid. “What’s wrong with Helene? Isn’t she

crazy? Why is she not crazy anymore when the b*tch goes there?”

“Your Highness, softer!” Her maid was scared witless. “That’s your aunt. You can’t call her by her name! If others

hear you, then—”

“Then what? She won’t take the throne anyway!”

“What if Mr. Irwin heals her?”

Victoria glared at her maid before feeling that what she said made sense. She went quiet for a moment and asked

in a low voice, “Is everything ready at the west palace?”

“The cinnabar, Your Highness?”

“What else!?”

“Don’t worry, Your Highness. All done,” the maid lowered her voice in answering, “The amount sent in is sufficient,

and a little in Princess Lene’s medicine every day won’t be detected.”

“Mm, ask them to be careful. Keep the cinnabar hidden, and don’t let others see it!”

…

What Victoria did not expect was that Helene did not even take her medicine these few days.

With Aurelia’s company, she was happy like a child. She was barely lucid, unable to recall her past and unable to

see her future.

However, she knew who was sincere to her. The maids and guards locked her up like they were just looking after a

criminal, but Aurelia treated her as an equal. Even in her periods of insanity, Aurelia gave her adequate respect and

tolerance.

In the past, she barely had a good meal. Groceries and meal ingredients were sufficient in the west palace, but the

maids did not want to cook for a crazy princess. Helene ate whatever they were eating. If she did not like the food,

some of the meaner servants would take it away and let her go without eating.

The west palace was like a restricted area cut off from the world. Helene had suffered a lot of grievances like this,

but she was unable to speak, which was exactly what the servants took advantage of.

Everything changed after Aurelia came.

Aurelia would change up the menu, make her tasty food, and counter those bullying guards and servants.

Helene did not want to take her medicine, and Aurelia would pour it away for her.

This day, the servant came in with the medicine and gave it to Aurelia with a short temper, as usual. “Give it to the

princess!”

Aurelia rolled her eyes at the maid the moment the latter turned around. When she twirled back around, she was

met with Helene’s pleading gaze.

“No, no medicine… Bitter, it’s too bitter!”

Aurelia sighed and winced in a dilemma.

Helene had stopped taking her medicine since she came to the west palace. She kept giving in because of how

pitiful Helene looked and secretly poured the medicine in the front yard. It was just that how would Helene recover

if she did not take the medicine?

Before Rowan left, he had repeatedly asked her to take good care of the princess. If he were informed that she did

not even give any medicine to Helene…

Aurelia shook her head. She must not pour this one away today, no matter what!

“Your Highness, be good, okay?” Aurelia coaxed her. “We haven’t had medicine in a few days now. Let’s have it

today! I promise it’s not bitter. I’ll make you rose jelly after this, okay?”

Helene covered her own mouth, making muffled voices. She turned and ran inside.

As Aurelia gave chase, she saw the princess grab a piece of fabric from the couch and clutch it in her hand. She

looked closer and noticed that it seemed to be mini clothing that was intricately made with embroidery on it.

The technique seemed to be the one on the robes Carmella had shown her the other day…

Helene took the materials and embroidered the small butterfly on the garment familiarly.

Aurelia smiled, not expecting the princess to be better skilled than an embroidery artist. She was not in her right

mind, but that did not affect her craftsmanship at all.

“Oh, Princess Lene!” Aurelia quickly crouched down next to her. “This thread shouldn’t be here… Yes, here is

right…”

Helene stopped and tilted her head at her, asking in surprise, “You know?”

“I don’t, but I’ve seen it.”

Helene thrust the small garment to her and cried in joy, “You do it!”

“Well…” Aurelia chuckled dryly.

Helene gave her no chance to reject.

“Embroider it! You do it! Hurry!”

Aurelia could only try and outline the pattern on the small piece of clothing with her little embroidery knowledge.

“Your Highness, whose clothes are these?” she asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Helene grinned gleefully that her eyes turned into crescents. She was going to answer aloud but

looked around to make sure no one was there and whispered next to Aurelia’s ear in bated breath, “My baby’s!”

“What?” Aurelia was taken aback.

“Hehe, I have a baby!” Helene seemed to have gone into a trance as she giggled before picking up a small pillow

on the couch to hold it in her arms and caress it.

“Baby, this is my baby!” Helene introduced it to Aurelia warmly. “My baby, a girl. She’s a girl!”