Do you all know the future?

Chapter 80 Writing a Diary

Loran clearly wasn't used to queuing, and these people didn't dare make him queue. As he pushed forward, the others stepped back, and Diane arrived at the registration point with almost no queuing.

Aren't you going to sign up?

After giving her name and age, Diane turned to look at the composed Loran, who showed no intention of signing up.

“How could I possibly compete with you, Lord An? The thought of competing with you makes me feel like I’m doomed to lose, and besides, I already have a fiancée.”

Even though the engagement is about to be called off!

Loran mentally complained, mainly because he didn't want to compete with Diane. If, by a one in a billion chance, the Queen took a liking to him but was ungrateful and didn't like Diane, wouldn't Diane be in an awkward position?

Having lived two lives, Loran was never polite to others, but he had suffered too much at the hands of his own father and dared not offend him in the slightest.

"Fiancée?"

Diane looked at Loran with a strange expression, thinking of the woman who had acted unreasonably last time, and wondered if she hadn't gone to annul the engagement yet.

However, he didn't dare to ask in public, only giving a gesturing look.

"That's right, he's engaged to Miss Moria!"

Lorraine made up an excuse. He understood Diane's signal in her eyes: how could he possibly marry someone who was bound to cheat in the future?

However, the Stuart family has been dealing with too many things lately: the Duke died, the young Duke inherited the Duke's position, and Diane and Isabella's relationship became semi-public. All of these things have left Loran with no mood to deal with them.

As if they had overheard Diane and Loran's discussion, they heard the arguing coming from the back of the long queue.

Loran felt a sense of familiarity; the voice sounded like his fiancée, Miss Moria.

"You can't sign up, Knicks, you can't sign up."

The girl's face was ashen, and her eyes gleamed with jealousy.

“Molia, the Queen will never look at me. I’m just giving it a try.”

The man's tone was somewhat weak, as if he sensed that he was in the wrong, but he still wanted to struggle.

"What if it succeeds? What will I do then?"

Moria sounded annoyed. If it were the king offering such a condition, she would have participated without hesitation. But people are hypocritical.

"Aren't you Duke Stuart's fiancée? This has nothing to do with you."

At least for now, Knicks wasn't thinking about competing with Lorraine for a woman. He could express his stance in front of a crowd, but he wouldn't dare to openly agree to Moria's proposal, since Moria wasn't his fiancée.

"It has nothing to do with me, but aren't we friends? As a friend, I advise you not to become the Queen's consort!"

Jasmine also realized that Loran had stopped licking her, and her brain damage had improved a bit. So, without a cuckold licking her, there would be no pampered little fairy.

After being warned by Loran last time that he would break off the engagement and not contact Moria, Moria has learned her lesson. Now, Moria doesn't dare to express her love for Knicks directly in public and is much more obedient.

“If you consider me a friend, you should support me. Becoming a royal consort would be such a wonderful thing. You must have a reason to convince me not to participate. Isn’t marrying Her Majesty the Queen a good thing?”

If Moria said she was done with Loran and wanted to marry him right now, Nix would accept it. After all, the Queen was too far away. He was very good, but he wasn't the best, at least not as good as Loran.

The problem is that Knicks is well aware of his backup plan status. He and Moria can only do things in the shadows. Now that he wants to find something in the open, Moria is holding him back. That doesn't make sense.

You can't be a backup plan forever, unless you're a simp or a scumbag. The Knicks' goal is very clear: to reap the benefits.

He's not a simp or a cuckold; it's Loran from his past life who was.

"I... I'm afraid you'll get hurt. You won't be selected. There are plenty of geniuses in this kind of thing. Don't waste your energy!"

Moria couldn't find the words, so she managed to squeeze out this sentence, which made everyone around her laugh. Everyone knew what was going on and was just watching the spectacle. Loran was also watching the spectacle.

Diane nudged Loran speechlessly. Loran, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the show. Diane even wondered if he had some kind of unusual fetish, like being cuckolded.

Loran ignored Diane, stroking his chin as he pondered how to intervene. Unexpectedly, the plot unfolded exactly as he had anticipated.

"Why would I be afraid of these things? I am a nobleman, not one of those cowardly peasants. You don't need to worry about me."

Knicks is persistent; he has his own principles and convictions. Even though he does like Moria, Moria can't stop him from progressing.

“It’s Loran. You’ve met him in the competition, and he won’t let you go. Don’t be foolish.”

Moria finally thought of something, as if she had grasped a lifeline, and her tone became firm.

"This……"

The Knicks hesitated. If they really encountered Lorraine, he was no match for him. If the opponent declared it a life-or-death battle, he might get hurt by mistake, and no one would hold him accountable if he died.

"Don't worry, I'm not participating in the Queen's selection of a husband. It's not a matter of whether I'm qualified or what the marriage conditions are, but rather because Lord An has already participated, and I feel I can't compare to him!"

Lorraine stepped forward, not forgetting to flatter Diane at this moment. Lorraine's appearance instantly made the two, who were originally struggling, look extremely awkward. Lorraine knew everything about their conversation.

"Loran, let me explain!"

Moria's expression was somewhat flustered, like a woman caught cheating, her nervousness barely concealed.

“You don’t need to explain, nor do you need to do this. You will soon have nothing to do with me. I am now the Duke of Stuart. I will personally go to your house to dissolve our engagement. I won’t delay you. After all, Nix can’t defeat Lord Ann and can’t become the king’s consort.”

As the second most popular player in the world when it comes to Diane, Loran makes no attempt to hide his disdain for the Knicks. Regardless of whether the Knicks ultimately win or lose to Diane, he wants to crush them with sheer force of will.

"What did I do wrong, Loran? Don't make jokes like that. It's not good for your family or my family!"

Moria felt her heart in turmoil. Loran's expression was both calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about her at all. This was not the Loran she knew.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. My father is dead, and my family is in a bad situation right now. It won’t be of much help to your family, so it’s better to break off the engagement sooner and let you pursue your happiness.”

Lorraine was very carefree. He knew he had to get rid of this bitch as soon as possible; the longer he dragged it out, the more he would suffer. Just thinking about her being his fiancée made Lorraine feel disgusted.

"I didn't mean it!"

Jasmine quickly denied it. If she didn't marry Lorraine, would she really marry Nix? Unless Lorraine couldn't become the Duke of Stuart, of course she would become the Duchess.

“Everyone has seen it, and I understand what I mean. I, Loran, am a knight of honor and would never force a woman.”

Loran's words were spoken in a grand and dignified manner, and Diane could tell they had a distinctly familiar flavor, as if the original phrase had been picked up from her own hometown. "Everyone has seen it; Duke Loran is truly benevolent..."

"Yes, Duke Loran is truly remarkable; he can remain calm even in this situation..."

"Look at the Duke of Loran back then... hahaha..."

The people's conversations made Moria feel like she was sitting on pins and needles; their words, mostly sarcastic, felt like needles constantly pricking her head.

"If that's the case... Moria, you..."

Knicks was tempted; it was an acceptable option for him if he could marry Moorea.

"Don't even think about it. I'm Loran's future wife. We're just friends. All I care about you is what a friend cares for you!"

"Lorraine, I am your future wife. Have you thought this through? Consider the relationship between your family and my family. Do you want to forcibly break off the engagement?"

Panicked, Moria quickly distanced herself from Knicks. Knicks, however, seemed to understand. Moria had told her that she was going to become a duchess.

"What are you still thinking about? You don't need to think about anything. Just wait. I will definitely not hold you back. Happiness, Lord An, let's go."

Having announced his decision, Loran quickly pulled Diane away, leaving Moria, whose mind was still blank, and the calculating Knicks behind.

Are you going to call off the engagement?

Leaving the crowd and arriving at the artificial lake, Diane asked Loran curiously, "As for classes, what classes are you still attending now?"

"Of course, would I marry that bitch? I must be crazy."

Loran rolled his eyes. He had talked to Diane and the others about how his fiancée treated him, and the simp from his past life had suddenly realized his mistake.

"Indeed, if you're going to marry him again, I think you're a bit crazy. But are you really just going to let him go like that? Let him and the Knicks get together?"

Diane's view was simple: in this situation, it would be unreasonable not to retaliate. Giving in to the other party would be admitting defeat. Diane didn't want the other party to be so cowardly, especially since it was her adopted son!
"How could that be? Of course, I would retaliate after the engagement was broken off, but I can't bring it up in public. I can't forget the two of them who framed me in my past life."

Lorraine isn't very magnanimous; otherwise, she wouldn't have been constantly at odds with Diane in her past life. It's just that it's not a good time to make a move right now, so she'll just have to put up with it for now.

"Alright, what I'm going to teach you is to repay kindness with kindness and justice with justice. Don't be foolish enough to repay evil with kindness unless it's in your best interest."

Diane's earnest advice was that if she were Loran, she would have killed Knicks and Moria several times over after her rebirth. Loran was still too kind.

“I understand. You said the same thing in my past life, Father An… Lord An. I won’t make the same mistake again.”

With Lorraine's assurance, Diane breathed a sigh of relief. Lorraine wasn't so rigid in his thinking; he was quite flexible, which was good enough.

"Demons might come to Tudor soon, so be careful. Who knows if the Devourer will find out about you and send demons to find you again? Don't go out casually!"

Diane seemed to remember something and casually reminded Loran, who nodded solemnly.

"My mother also told me to cultivate more and break through to the Angel realm as soon as possible so that I wouldn't be so passive. But I'm not like Lord An Xun, how could I have such great abilities!"

Loran said helplessly, cursing the gods in his heart. It was the same in his past life: demons broke through the encirclement and wreaked havoc on various wealthy countries.

However, at that time he was unaware of his divine lineage and the protection of his biological father, and continued to cause trouble for Diane, though he couldn't sense it at the time.

"Did Teacher Isabella say that too? Just remember it. I'm going to find the teacher now. I guess the people in the government affairs class have also come to register, so there probably won't be any classes left."

Seeing that Loran was on guard, Diane didn't forget the important matter she had to do today: to find Isabella and find out about Queen Greta's illegitimate child.

"Go ahead, go ahead, remember to tell your mother you're attending this matchmaking event. She doesn't like being lied to, so if you tell her directly, you might get her support."

Lorraine also reminded Diane not to make a mistake, as Isabella was an understanding person who hated being deceived.

"Your mother knew all along, from the very beginning of planning this event. Otherwise, why do you think we've been practicing magic so frequently lately..."

Diane took a step to leave, and Lorraine's eyelids twitched wildly.

"Wait, did Mom tell you that she was training you so you could win the marriage selection?"

Loran's expression changed drastically, as if he had realized something, and a bitter taste appeared on his face.

"Yeah, what else would we be doing, spending all our time together like this?"

Diane had already walked away, followed closely by the head maid, leaving only Lorraine behind.

"I thought you two were newlyweds, so you spent all your time figuring out how to have a baby..."

Unable to see Diane's retreating figure, Lorraine muttered to herself, not daring to speak in front of Diane. Then she realized that she had offered her blessings too early and that her thinking was too superficial, and that she had actually gotten an assist.

If Diane really becomes the king's husband, what will happen to his own mother? Can he still call Diane his stepfather? Lorraine's distress at this moment made him look miserable, and he shot himself in the foot.

Well, this wasn't the first time he'd faced Diane. He was used to it; any action that was detrimental to Diane would eventually turn into an act of helping her.

Diane didn't understand her eldest son's regret. Feeling that she had gotten past the hurdle of marrying the eldest son, she still thought that Loran's words about letting him marry the Queen were sincere.

Knock on the teacher's door to compliment the teacher's clothes, hug the teacher, and kiss the teacher.

"Professor Isabella, someone knows I am Queen Greta's illegitimate son. What are your thoughts on this?"

Amidst the teacher's cheerful laughter, Diane slowly and clearly asked her question, and Isabella's smile froze.

"Who! You suspect me?"

Isabella wasn't so oblivious as to be blinded by love; she immediately realized that Diane's words had a hidden meaning.

"No, it's just too strange. Only Teacher Isabella knows this, and I can't discuss it with anyone else. Isn't this why I'm asking my teacher for advice?"

Diane kissed her teacher's embarrassed and indignant face. He still had some emotional intelligence. He asked Isabella for advice and told her about what Terri had done and said.

"Could it be that she really found the diary? After all, I haven't told anyone about this, not even the Queen or my son. I don't trust them."

Isabella was very open and honest; unless someone had tampered with her memories, it was impossible for her to have leaked them.

"That's not funny. If the Queen doesn't keep a diary, who among decent people keeps one!"

(End of this chapter)