Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 2

The House of Royals.

At 20,000 square meters, the House of Royals was the most luxurious villa in all of Cansington.

It had everything from a garden, swimming pool, and golf course.

At the foyer of the villa.

Thea sat on the soft couch, looking around at the villa in disbelief. It resembled a palace more than anything.

When her grandfather chose a husband for her, she knew that anyone with a backbone would never agree to marry her, much less into the Callahan family.

She did not know who her husband would be at all.

However, she guessed that he would be greedy and lazy. Someone who coveted her family’s wealth.

Yet, he brought her to this paradise.

James knelt and lifted her veil.

“Don’t…”

Thea panicked and shied away. With scars crisscrossing her face and entire body, she was a fearful sight. What if she scared her new husband away? They had not even been properly introduced yet!

James removed her veil anyway.

Thea was extremely scared, her heart beating out a nervous rhythm in her chest. She felt so ashamed, wanting nothing more than to disappear and hide.

James tilted her face up gently.

It was a shocking latticework of scars.

James traced his fingers over them.

His heart ached for her, knowing that it was all his fault. If she had not saved him, Thea would not be in this situation.

He had a tender expression on his face, an unusual look for him. Almost in tears, he said, “Oh Thea, you’ve suffered too much.”

Thea did not have the courage to look at James directly. She fidgeted with her shirt instead.

Gently, James told her, “Trust me. I’ll help you recover.”

Thea panicked again, still not looking at him.

“Get the medicine.”

James stood up and barked out a command.

Immediately, the doors of the villa burst open. A few men in black suits walked in, carrying a few boxes.

Inside the boxes were expensive pills, tablets, and other types of valuable medicine.

James got to work, fiddling with items inside the boxes and mixing some of them to form a salve.

Once he was done, he crouched down by Thea. She was still playing with a corner of her shirt. He took her scarred hands in his, but she pulled away and hid them behind her back. Looking at the floor, she asked quietly, “What… are you doing?”

“Relax, Thea. Take off your clothes.”

Thea started crying at once and pulled at her clothes. With tears in her eyes, she said, “Yes, I know I’m ugly. I have scars everywhere. Are you happy now?”

She knew that anyone her grandfather chose for her would mock her and humiliate her.

She had gotten used to it over the years.

Ever since the incident, she had been plagued with nightmares. She cried every day, and she could barely remember what it was like to be happy.

Looking at James, she bit her lip, still crying. Tears pooled in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.

James felt his cold heart thaw looking at her.

He hugged Thea to him, solemnly vowing, “I will never cast you aside. No matter what you look like, you’re my wife, now and forever.”

Thea was stunned.

Was he not going to mock her?

She could not dredge up a response.

James released her and carefully applied the salve he concocted onto her scars.

Then, he wrapped her up with gauze entirely, even her face. When he was done, Thea looked just like a mummy.

James guided Thea to sit down with him.

“Thea, trust me. Ten days is all it takes. I promise that you’ll be a different person after ten days.”

“R-really?” Thea finally managed to respond, though she did not quite believe it.

“Of course. I would never lie to you.”

Even though she could not see James’ face, she could hear his voice. Magnetic and gentle, it warmed her heart.

In the blink of an eye, ten days had gone by.

They were the happiest ten days Thea had experienced in the past ten years.

She still did not know who her husband was, but he cared for her attentively and stayed with her around the clock.

Every night, he told her stories and jokes, lulling her to sleep.

Every time she woke up, his strong hands were there, holding her.

For the past ten years, she had forgotten what care was, not to mention love.

Now, she felt like she was in love.

In the villa, in front of the mirror.

Thea was wrapped in white gauze from head to toe, including her face.

She could not help but feel nervous.

For ten days, she had applied the salve religiously, feeling her skin burn.

James had told her that as long as she did it regularly, she would be able to recover her looks.

“Is… is this really happening?” She was holding onto a pair of strong hands.

“Yes.” James slowly removed the gauze from her face and body.