The Prince Who Cannot Fall In Love & The Missing Heiress

Ren was amazed by the girl's persistence. It was easy for him to give her whatever she needed. But as it turned out, Fae preferred to work to support herself.

Ren sighed and seemed to think about Fae's words for a moment.

Whatever relationship they have now ... was only temporary.

"You only want to be supported if you become my wife?" asked Ren as he looked deeply at Fae. "We can get married."

"Ugh ... don't talk so carelessly," said Fae, coughing. She didn't expect Ren, who was always serious, to joke like this. "Don't joke about serious matters like marriage."

"I'm not joking," said Ren firmly.

His words amazed Fae. "What do you mean you're not joking? Of course, you are."

"I'm serious," said Ren. "I will soon be 30 years old. I know what I want. So far, I have never wanted to be in a serious relationship with women because no one attracted me that way. I've never liked being committed to one woman. But after I met you ... I know I want you in my life. I don't even hesitate to bring you here to live with me. "

"Ren ..." Fae could only stare at Ren without saying anything.

"Do you like me?" Ren asked Fae, who was still confused. "Do you want to live with me as my wife?"

Fae pressed her head. It suddenly hurt. Somehow this situation felt familiar to her. She didn't know why her head hurt so suddenly.

"Hey .. what's wrong with you?" Ren immediately touched Fae's forehead when she saw the girl wince. "Do you have a headache? Did I say anything that offended you?"

Fae held her head and tried to relieve the pain in her head by massaging her forehead. "No ... no ... you did nothing wrong. You didn't offend me. I just got a headache all of a sudden. I don't know what happened."

"Hm .. one moment. We should go back to the room. I'll call a doctor for you."

Before Fae could argue, Ren carried Fae back to her room. He then laid the girl on the bed and immediately called his personal doctor. While waiting for the doctor to arrive, Ren remained sitting on the bed's edge and took Fae's hand to calm her down.

"The doctor will be here soon.. Hang in there .." said the man many times.

Fae could only nod. She felt very pampered by Ren. In her small heart, she really wanted to believe Ren's words, that this man wanted to marry her.

But how was that possible? They had only known each other for two weeks.

This was so absurd. Ren must be joking... He couldn't be serious.

The doctor came half an hour later and immediately examined Fae's condition. He concluded that Fae was under stress and gave her a sedative.

"Miss, you can take this medicine once a day and do not think about stressful things. Hopefully, tomorrow you will feel better," said Doctor Smith with great concern. He then turned to Ren who was watching them closely. "Sir.. This lady has a lot on her mind, and she is under a lot of stress. Maybe you can take her on a vacation to calm her down."

"Thank you, Doc. I'll do it." Ren nodded and led the doctor to the door. "I will help ease her mind."

"Good. See you."

"Thank you, Doctor ..." Fae joined in the greeting before Doctor Smith disappeared behind the door.

With the two of them alone in the room, Ren sat back on the bed's edge and watched Fae.

"Sorry. It looks like my proposal makes you stressed. I will not talk about it again," said Ren finally. "You can do whatever you want. You can work and study and do things however you please. I won't stop you."

Fae coughed again at Ren's words. Did this mean Ren was serious about what he said? The man really wanted to make Fae his wife? So was that why he was proposing to her?

Just like that?

"Uhm ... we haven't known each other that long ..." whispered Fae awkwardly. "I can't believe that you liked me so much to marry me."

"Why not?" asked Ren. "As I said earlier, I am an adult, and I know what I like and dislike. I do appear younger than my real age, but I am a mature guy. At this point in my life, I know exactly what I want. I didn't want to get married all this time because I haven't found the right woman, but I think you and I can live well together. Don't you like me? Are you not willing to accept me?"

Fae was truly at a loss for words. She couldn't believe her own ears as Ren firmly said that the man wanted to marry her.

Uhm ... this can't be happening, right? Not only had they have only known each other for two weeks.. but the difference in status between them was too great.

This can't be happening. No way!

"That's not what I meant ..." Fae struggled to find the right words. "I really like you. I admire you. I think you are very impressive .. You are very kind to me. You are also very smart. But .. we just met .. and the difference in status between us is too big."

"Do you think I don't know that?" asked Ren. The man remained calm, looking at Fae, who was restless and confused. "I know the difference in our status is quite big, but I didn't ask to be born into my family. I don't think my status is important. Please don't punish me just because I was born into the royal family."

"But .. your family is ..." Fae was getting desperate. She didn't understand why Ren could be so indifferent to the huge status gap between them.

"My parents are dead. I have no family who would influence my decision making on who I should marry," replied Ren.

"Uhmm ... I mean your extended family. Your Grandparents are—" Fae could not continue her words. She imagined the impressive faces of Moravian monarchs. They certainly couldn't accept that their heir married an uneducated country girl.

"Fae ... I only became the heir because my cousin, their oldest grandson, died. If his younger sister gave birth to a son, I could escape from that responsibility since Moravia will have another male heir. Right now, I accepted this burden without protesting just for the sake of maintaining the stability of the country. I plan to retreat quietly one day, once my cousin, Caroline Hanenberg, gives birth to a son," Ren said calmly.

"You .. you don't intend to become the ruler of Moravia?" asked Fae in amazement.

"No. I don't like to be burdened with so much responsibility." Ren shook his head. He then narrowed his eyes and gave Fae a probing look. "Would you not like me again if I was not the heir to the Moravian throne?

Fae shook her head. "Of course, I will still like you. I like you for you—not your title."

"Hmm .. it's great then." Ren smiled faintly and approached Fae. He touched the girl's chin and looked at her deeply. "I really like you and want to marry you. I hope you will accept me."

Fae's eyes went round at Ren's words. This was the fourth time that Ren had stated that he wanted to marry her, and the man never once retracted his words.

Did that mean .... he really was serious?