Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

Lily’s POV:

Her face was gloomy as she screamed in anger.

I was extremely familiar with this.

So I wasn’t surprised when my mother’s face suddenly darkened. She always used this trick and thought it was invincible.

So I pretended not to see her expression and said, “But this is different. 1 will go as a friend, not a flatterer. Don’t think too simply of the princes. They are not children that can be fooled at will. Prince Yarin wouldn’t have the wisdom and courage to rescue me if that were the case.”

My mother’s face immediately turned red, but before she could say anything, I immediately retorted, “No matter what, it’s not what you think. Prince Yarin treats me as a friend, that’s all.”

“You’re always so stubborn! Lily, this is why I can’t get close to you.”

My mother looked like she was in deep pain. “Why do you have such speculative dark thoughts about me? I hope that you will be on good terms with the princes. This is obviously to find a stronger shield for the family. But is it necessary to break off the relationship if there is an interest in the relationship? The connection between people isn’t that simple. You’re still young. You don’t understand!”

“So now I’m a child again?” I sneered.

“Lily!” As expected, she started screaming.

“You know this is different! You always like to throw a childish temper, always!”

“Thank you for your family’s knowledge, Mother. You’re well-fed and pampered. Whenever you’re unhappy, you throw a tantrum. I’m your daughter, so isn’t that the same as learning?”

This sentence gained me a slap.

My mother glared at me like an angry cow, panting heavily.

I exposed her. Perhaps she realized her childishness, or perhaps she didn’t. No matter what, I damaged her self-esteem.

“You should never talk to me like that,” she said. “I’m your mother. I gave birth to you and raised you, so you have to respect me. You have no right to judge me!”

My mouth was filled with the smell of blood. That slap was really heavy. However, the smell of blood soon disappeared. The tiny wound had already healed, and only a faint rusty taste lingered on the tip of my tongue.

I smiled and said respectfully, “Yes, Mother. We are an ancient aristocratic family. Of course, we have to follow the unchanging traditional rules. Children are the property of their parents – or rather, slaves, so you can do whatever you want to me, but I dare to say another word. It’s disrespectful.”

My mother looked at me coldly. “It’s not good for you to talk, child. You know you shouldn’t provoke me.”

Suddenly, she became loving again. She gently checked the redness and swelling on my face that had healed. She said in a half-angry and half-blaming manner, “It’s my fault, dear. I shouldn’t have been so impulsive. Quickly let me see if your face is injured. Even if it is damaged, it is my fault!”

I allowed her to examine me without responding.

My mother was immersed in this one-man show of a loving mother and filial daughter. Her acting skills were superb, and no one could tell that this loving mother had slapped her daughter ten seconds ago.

She acted so selflessly and immersed that people would believe her after seeing her.

Even she believed it herself.

“This is the first time I’ve hit you. I’m sorry, Lily. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m very sorry. I promise there won’t be a next time. If you want to see the princes, go ahead, will you? You don’t have to do anything. I won’t force you to do anything. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.”

She held my face and kissed my forehead. Then, she hugged me and said gently, “I love you, Lily. You’re my daughter, my flesh and blood. How can 1 not love you? I don’t know how to express it, but I won’t hurt you. Believe me, please.”

i lay in her arms and didn’t say anything, letting her finish her lines.

After that, she looked at me expectantly, hoping to see the next page of the script.

“Do you really love me?” I whispered.

My mother kindly combed my hair and replied, “Of course,”

“Then how did I escape that night?”

She froze.

I continued as if I hadn’t heard anything. “In the past, it was very difficult for me to run away from home. Someone would stop me or somehow find me halfway and advise me to go back. There was also one time when I met a kidnapper who wanted to ‘send me home’.

“But that day, there wasn’t a single security guard in the manor. Perhaps they all went to protect the Queen’s family? But you’re such a meticulous person. How could you leave such a big security loophole?

“I was too stupid. I didn’t realize anything then. I couldn’t figure it out even if I thought about it later. I can only think of one possibility: this loophole was specially left for me. You knew I would leave before Moonlight Festival, so you deliberately let me slip away.

“Cracking a smuggling case is impressive, but it’s not enough to decorate your ribbon.

“A grand victory always begins with a tragic revenge, right?”

My mother pushed me away.

She was no longer angry, no longer loving, and no longer cold. She became expressionless, like a statue that had failed to be carved, and examined me hollowly.

After a while, she said, “You don’t have to do anything, Lily.

“From today onwards, you will stay here and not go anywhere..”