Chapter 911


    It waste at night when all was quiet.


    Someone appeared in the west pce.


    Martin did not let anyone apany him as he walked slowly into the pce alone. He came to


    Helene’s bedside and touched her dry chestnut-colored hair. Aurelia also had hair of the same color.


    He took a deep breath, feeling the urge to cry rising in his throat. Time really flew by. The siblings who


    used to pick seashells by the beach were now both in middle age. Everything had changed, yet


    everything remained the same.


    Helene was sleeping soundly, holding onto the small pillow even in her dreams. Martin tried to move it,


    but it was held too tightly, and he could not take it away. He smiled gently, tears shining in his eyes.


    “I know you all think I should give the throne to Aurelia, don’t you?”


    The light in Martin’s eyes gradually returned. There were now hints of sincerity and nonchnce. He


    spoke to himself at Helene’s bedside.


    “I really didn’t expect Aurelia to be your daughter and my niece.


    “My throne was taken from you, so it’s only fair that I return it to you…


    “But Helene, being a country’s ruler is no child’s y. The monarchs of Southeast Aciatic may not have


    real power, but they represent the whole country and must be able to deal withplex international


    scenarios.


    “Alexander grew up by my side, and I taught him everything myself. I’m very satisfied with him. But


    Aurelia… She grew up in the slums and never received any education. When she first came here, she


    couldn’t even write her own name. How can the country have a queen like her?”


    Helene moved a little, turning her face to the wall.


    It was just like when they were children, and she would turn her back to him when they had a fight.


    Martin had to coax her for a long time and even give her a doll before the little princess would forgive


    him.


    Tears streamed down his face. No matter how many dolls he gave her now, she could never go back to


    how she used to be.


    “Helene, it’s all my fault.” Martin sobbed in a low voice. “I promise I’ll make sure Aurelia lives a good


    life. She’ll have a lifetime of glory and wealth… but I can’t give her this throne!


    “Helene, I’m sorry.


    “I’m sorry…”


    …


    News that Alexander was to inherit the throne quickly spread throughout Southeast Aciatic. He had the


    highest support and was the most popr in the previous public opinion polls in the country. Ascending


    to the throne now was basically what everyone expected.


    This day, Cordelia was reading a storybook to Zuko at home while Zephyr was studying baby food


    recipes on his phone. He had promised Zuko that he would personally prepare three meals a day for


    him, making sure he remembered the dishes his father made when he grew up. He vowed to win over


    the boy’s appetite to prevent him from going wild outside and not evening home.


    Cordeliaughed out loud. “Someone wanted to exile his son to the frontierst time!”


    “Who said that?” Zephyr red. “This is my son!”


    He was affectionate with his son on ordinary days, but as soon as they werepeting for Cordelia,


    his son immediately became a picked-up stray.


    After studying the recipe, Zephyr hurriedly entered the kitchen and started practicing. He was inside for


    a long time, so Cordelia was worried that he might have turned the kitchen into a warzone again. She


    handed their son over to the nanny and checked on him.


    Sure enough, there was not even a ce to stand in the kitchen…


    Mr. Z Hamerton was standing with his hands on his hips, having just finished a battle with this meal.


    When he saw Cordeliae in, he had a victorious smile.


    Cordelia forced a smile. “Darling, what did you make?”


    She leaned over to take a look and found that the appearance was not bad. The mashed potatoes


    even made into the shape of a bear’s head, with ketchup squeezed out for the nose and eyes.


    Zephyr proudly asked her to taste it. Cordelia tasted a little of the leftover mashed potatoes on the


    te, and her face changed before she forced out a smile.


    “How is it?”


    “Well…” She could not find the right words to describe it, so she leaned toward fatherly love. “This meal


    is filled with a father’s love, deep like the ocean and tall like a mountain…”


    ‘As if a tsunami and an earthquake!’


    Zephyr was quite proud and was ready to feed his son with it. Cordelia was just about to stop him when


    their butler’s voice came from outside.


    “Ms. Cordelia, Mr. Zephyr!”


    “What’s the matter?”


    The butler’s face was serious. “Prince Alexander is here.”


    Cordelia and Zephyr exchanged a nce. Alexander was already confirmed to be the next king, and he


    was not someone they could easily offend. However, Cordelia felt a little uneasy in her heart for a


    moment.


    Zephyr saw through her thoughts and directly took her hand to lead her to the living room.


    “What are you doing?”


    “I’m meeting our guest with my wife!” Zephyr said innocently.


    “He’s here to see you!” Cordelia pursed her lips and smiled, shaking off his hand and walking ahead by


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    After entering the living room, Cordelia bowed at Alexander. She was graceful and gentle, saying softly,


    “I know Your Highness came here today to speak to Zephyr. I won’t disturb you here. You can take your


    time to talk.”


    “Don’t…” Alexander quickly stopped her. “Mrs. Hamerton, please don’t misunderstand!”


    “Don’t worry. I won’t misunderstand!” Cordelia smiled openly. “You guys talk. It’s easier for you to talk


    without me here.


    “Also, you can rest assured.” Cordelia looked at Zephyr with her yful doe eyes. “I’ll give you a


    special pardon today and won’t ask you any trap questions!”


    Zephyr was startled and could not help butugh lightly.


    When Cordelia left, Alexander looked at Zephyr somewhat embarrassedly and lowered his eyes. After


    a long silence, he murmured, “Mrs. Hamerton’s reasonable and understanding. I’m very happy that you


    have such a good wife.”


    Zephyr remained calm as he looked at him and kept a distance from him. “Your Highness, you can


    speak your mind if you have anything to say.”


    “I…” Alexander’s lips moved, but the sentence was difficult to say.


    In fact, he came today just to see Zephyr. He would soon be the king of Southeast Aciatic. When


    he was a prince, he could like Zephyr in secret, but as a king, the country had to be his priority in


    everything he did. He could no longer have any personal feelings and could no longer meet Zephyr


    casually like that.


    Alexander took a deep breath and tried to make his pounding heart return to its normal rate.


    He summoned up the courage and smiled lightly. “Zephyr, after we finish meeting today, there may


    never be a chance like this to meet alone again.


    “I’m here today to fulfill a past wish, in a way.


    “There’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you… and that is, I like you.”


    Zephyr was stunned. He looked up at him with a sharp edge shing in his eyes.


    “Don’t get me wrong. I just want to say this out loud.” Alexander looked at him. “I just hope there will be


    no regrets in my life the day I put on the crown.”


    It was because Alexander would no longer belong to himself from that day onward—he would belong to


    the whole country.