The Billionaire's Cursed Heiress
Chapter 73: UNTITLED

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: UNTITLED

The next morning, after Zara had her morning shower and changed, her team started the live stream on time.

"Good morning, everyone!" Zara cheerfully greeted everyone as she sat outside the RV in her wheelchair and a table of breakfast right in front of her.

[Morning, Princess.]

[How are you feeling this morning?]

[I can’t wait to see the watermelons.]

[What’s for breakfast today?]

"I will be having peanut butter porridge this morning. The rest isn’t mine!" she responded sulkily as she looked at the food that looked so appetizing and yet unable to eat.

That couldn’t be helped at all. As much as she wanted to eat the food, she was afraid of sending herself to an early grave.

[Oh! It’s been a while since I had that kind of porridge.]

[Thanks to Princess, we get to see all sorts of porridge.]

[I wonder what’s the point of being rich when your food is limited like that.]

"After breakfast, we will be visiting the village to see the watermelons and any other good things. Like I said yesterday, I will do my best to let those who are interested buy some produce later."

After saying that, Zara, who felt very energetic in her hands, refused to be fed and struggled a lot to finish the small bowl. It was too taxing and her hands felt a bit numb, but being able to feed herself; she was simply very happy.

[Why am I tearing up?]

[Let’s just ... take a break and digest this moment.]

[I can’t believe I get to see the princess feeding herself.]

[You are not alone but I fear for her hands. They are still trembling!]

While the viewers and those who were with Zara were quite shocked and taken aback by what had happened, Zara was busy cussing herself inwardly as she felt the continuous tremor in her hands.

If she had known that her bones were so weak that holding and moving a spoon would make her feel the way she was feeling right now, she would have let Emma feed her earlier.

"Miss ... you ...."

Both Emma and Ava didn’t know what to say as they looked at Zara, who had done the impossible and most importantly, had messed up her clothes.

"I need to change!" she sulkily pouted as she looked at the two women.

[OMG! She is at it again!]

[Let our princess change. Hehe, we can’t let her go around like that, can we?]

Emma sniffled as she walked towards Zara without saying a word. The older woman scooped Zara from her wheelchair and Zara hooked her arms around Emma’s neck with familiarity.

The screen went dark for several minutes shortly after that.

Sometime later, the screen returned to normal, and Zara had a change of clothes.

After changing clothes, Zara and her team left for the village and in the next hour or so, Zara, who had a mask on, was busy admiring the scenery outside the car.

Since she didn’t want to use the RV, an SUV was driven to send her to the village.

After being on the road for more than an hour, the convoy finally arrived at the village and, seeing the place, Zara was reminded of Lingren village.

Most villages were rich in nature, the air was very fresh and not coagulated with toxins like the air in major cities.

When the uncle who had sold all his watermelons to Zara previously saw the convoy, he and the elderly, probably the village committee members, welcomed them.

Zara wasn’t a good talker, so she left everything to Emma. In the meantime, she had Ava wheel her around as she looked at the village and the goodies it had to offer.

While looking around, her phone started ringing.

Hearing a familiar tone, she shoved her gloved hand under the fleece she was covering her legs with before fishing out a phone a lot of viewers had never seen before.

[Damn! The more I see her, the more I feel as if she is doing endorsements for ’H’ company.]

[Hahaha, you haven’t started yet. You will get numb so soon.]

[I saw that phone before. There are only 100 the ’H’ electronics company made this year. To think that I got to see one here, I applaud her. Just where does she come from/]

Zara wasn’t bothered by the barrage of comments since she had other things to do. When she saw the caller’s I.D., a smile appeared on her face, though it was a bit compressed.

Zara removed the mask and let it hang on one ear before she answered the phone and placed it gently against her ear.

"Mom!" she softly called, her eyes sparkling with affection that Lena, who was currently watching the broadcast, had never seen before.

[Baby, you .... Are you feeling, okay? Do your hands hurt? Do you need some rest?]

A barrage of questions was thrown at her and hearing the worry and concern of her mother, Zara felt bad for the woman, actually.

"I am feeling okay. Don’t worry, neh! You will see for yourself soon when I return."

[Pew, I .... Okay, Mom will believe you. Anyway, the people I have sent should be arriving any time soon there. Once you have gotten everything you want, don’t linger outside for too long. Okay?]

"Um. I won’t overdo it."

[Okay, baby. Take care and come back soon.]

"I will," she replied before hanging up.

Thinking about her mother, Lena, Zara felt guilty, and the guilt loved eating her so much that she felt unreconciled whenever she thought of dying before making her mother happy.

She had withstood a lot from the other family members, all for her, so why shouldn’t she make the others happy?

"Ava!" she called for the nurse who was standing before her.

"Miss!"

"Mom said that they will be here any second. Make sure that there won’t be any glitches."

"Um. Don’t worry, they all know what to do!"