Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

"Now that you have regained your memory, would you like to continue as our enemy?" Jason asked what Francis couldn't ask her.

"When did I ever become your enemy? It was you who always regarded us as your enemies. Matthew disdains to fight for the throne. But we are not afraid of any persecution. All the people in our mansion are fearless. We are stronger when faced with adversaries. I'm sure you have witnessed it," Harper slowly explained.

"Don't you think you're overestimating yourself?"

"It's called confidence. If I don't have it, how can I deserve Matthew?" Harper put down the teacup from her hand and continued, "Jason, our master hoped that both of us can live in peace. He even forced me to swear that I would never take your life, so you don't have to worry. Since I have promised him, I will always stay tr

"Do you want more?" Jason asked softly.

Francis didn't reply, so Jason put him down, letting him rest some more. He glanced at Francis' bleeding wound and said, "Please bind up his wound again."

Harper nodded her head. As soon as she sat down by the bed, Francis grabbed her hand before she could even touch his wound. No matter how much she struggled, he didn't let her go. Harper gritted her teeth and glared at Jason. The man rubbed his nose before saying, "Thank you for taking care of him. Anyway, I'm too sleepy so I'm going to sleep for a while."

Then he turned over and fell asleep regardless of Harper's pain. Soon, his rhythmic breathing could be heard. Harper frowned and thought of countless ways to make Francis loosen his grip on her. Yet, after a moment of thought, she did nothing but let out a sigh.