Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1714 - Acted In A Play

Chapter 1714 - Acted in a Play

"Oh dear, the bride price money has been saved up, don't worry my wife, you don't need to worry

anymore."

Tristan held her shoulders from behind, then embraced her in his arms, with his chin gently resting on

her shoulder, he affectionately said to her -

"What we need to do now is wait for your mother to wake up, wait for her to be discharged from the

hospital, then we can complete the 100 things every couple must do, in the meantime, we first need to

prepare a wedding for your parents, give them a surprise, then we can enter into the hall of marriage."

This was his plan, very thoughtful.

Monica thought this was a very beautiful thing, Monica felt very fortunate to have met the Mu family, to

have met Tristan.

The script of life was very satisfying.

Looking at the full closet of skirts, she was instantly relieved about her birth, no longer caring about it,

life was short, she wanted to cherish the happiness she had now.

At the hospital, Algerone kept company at Belinda's sickbed.

He held her hand, trying to convey some warmth from his palm to her icy cold fingers, despite the air

conditioning in the room.

He really wanted to convey some warmth to her, convey some faith to her, there was always a voice in

his heart -

"Belinda, you have to keep it up, you've made it this far, you need to wake up soon, recover soon."

From the time he met her, every scene lingered in Algerone's mind, each picture was so clear, making

his heart vaguely painful.

Although out of mortal danger, she had undergone brain surgery, he had no choice but to be concerned

and worried.

He really felt for her and hated that he couldn't replace her pain.

He decided to make up for it for the rest of his life.

The night in Arkpool City was getting deeper...

Lu Layeka, the majestic and magnificent royal palace complex, the ancient castles left behind looked

even more magnificent and mysterious in the reflection of the sunlight.

In the king's bedroom, luxury was evident everywhere, yet the atmosphere was always somewhat

gloomy.

Rowan fed his father the last 30 milliliters of 'plum soup' from the bottle.

The king sat leaning against the headboard, he swallowed the medicine, and was actually somewhat

melancholy as well.

Rowan comforted him, "Father, although this medicine is gone, but the medicine I'm working on will be

ready soon, my master will arrive soon too, don't stress yourself."

"Okay." The king nodded, "Before Anne is found, before I see you safely on the throne, I will not die."

Rowan really didn't care about the throne, but he didn't want that position to fall into Taylor's hands

either.

Because Taylor was incompetent, if Catherine listened from behind the screen, Lu Layeka would soon

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Just then, the doorbell rang.

Father and son were on alert, but as soon as they looked back, they saw the door open.

Eden appeared in everyone's sight.

Standing in front of the bed, Rowan casually put the empty medicine bottle in his pocket, the king

coughed violently clutching his chest.

Rowan turned his eyes to see Eden walking steadily towards them.

"Uncle." His face was full of sorrow, and he took two steps back, with some tears in his eyes.

"Cough cough cough cough..." A series of sharp tearing sounds erupted from the king's chest, "Cough

cough... Eden, what's the matter?"

Eden stood still at the bedside, also looking somewhat remorseful, he lowered his eyes and reported,

"Prince Taylor wants to see you, he's come five times already."

Indicating that he had sent him away the previous four times.

Rowan poured a glass of warm water for the king, who finally gradually stopped coughing, one hand

clutching his chest, the other hand propped on the edge of the bed, he gasped heavily, raised his eyes

with difficulty, "What's the point of seeing him? I don't want to see anyone, I just want... I just want to go

in peace."

The message he conveyed was that his days were numbered.

Eden's gaze narrowed and fell on Louis' face, Rowan lowered his eyes, his expression extremely sad.