My Husband Has Changed (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 92

It had been a long time—since she’d last felt this utterly at ease.

The air was simply warm, and the cushion supporting her waist was soft and plush.

Nowhere could she find the prison’s bone-chilling cold that gnawed at her flesh, the irritating clink of shackles and chains that grated with every movement, or the hard stone floor.

Adel, still half-lost in slumber, savored the sensation against her skin. How long had it been since she’d lain in such a fine bed with such comfortable blankets…?

‘Wait.’

The moment she sensed something amiss, the heavy drowsiness vanished completely.

A foreboding chill crept over her like goosebumps. She blinked her eyes wide open and sat up abruptly.

‘This isn’t prison. Where am I?’

Though the bedroom was unfamiliar—never seen before—it seemed far too simple to belong to a king.

Whether fortune or misfortune, it clearly wasn’t the worst scenario she’d feared.

Just then, slanted sunlight stabbed straight into her eyelids.

She quickly shielded her eyes with the back of her hand and let out an indistinct groan.

[You’re awake.]

“…Valentin?”

Her eyes widened as she saw Valentin seated beside the bed.

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