Nala made no attempt to hide her thoughts. "That's right. To me, he's no different from any other cripple now. It's a shame, really. His hidden talents had made him worthy of being my fiancé. I was ready to give him a chance, but life's full of unexpected turns."

As Yvonne tried to protest, Nala grabbed her collar.

"I know what you want to say. Don't. Felix has lost all standing, including any claim to you. Did you think I hadn't noticed you falling in love with him? When he was still exceptional a few hours ago, I might have accepted him–and you could have been his naturally.

"But he's ruined now, understand? You're forbidden from any further contact with him. Since Felix is no longer useful, it's time for you to serve your purpose. Your wedding will be held in one month."

After Nala left, Yvonne looked toward Felix's room, tears flowing freely. She had said it many times before—Yvonne had no right to choose her destiny. Everything was at Nala's command. "Take care, Felix. I…