Chapter 1835: A Group Of Kind People


    Chapter 1835: A Group of Kind People


    Although she seemed tock a father''s love, Algerone had given her fatherly love.


    But what about a daughter''s love for her father? Who had given that to him over the years?


    So Monica also felt guilty, a guilt that only made one feel even sadder.


    "Alright." Bertie turned the page on the past as long as his daughter was happy, "Dad promises


    you." He no longer reproached himself, no longer felt guilty. His face bore a smile, filled with joy and


    gratitude.


    Monica was also very happy. She turned to Algerone and Belinda, standing between them, linking


    her arms with theirs.


    Adjusting her emotions, she graciously introduced,"Dad, let me introduce you. This is my mom,


    Belinda, and this is dad, Algerone. They have raised me single-handedly and I''ve nevercked the


    warmth of a family."


    Bertie knew they had just remarried yesterday.


    He looked at the two of them, a couple who seemed to be made for each other, and also seemed to


    be kind-hearted people.


    He felt grateful to them and took a step forward, gazing at them for a long time. Algerone and


    Belinda felt the pressure, knowing he was the former king, which created a somewhat awkward


    atmosphere.


    The old king didn''t speak, and they didn''t know what to say.


    Unexpectedly, the old king deeply bowed to them, suddenly performing a particrly formal gesture,


    which startled everyone, especially Algerone and Belinda, who were taken aback!


    Wanting to assist but not daring to touch his noble body, they were caught in a few seconds of


    conflicting emotions.


    Bertie bowed for five seconds, then slowly straightened up, "Thank you, thank you!" His voice


    trembled with genuine gratitude.


    Algerone and Belinda, tears in their eyes, smiled and shook their heads... They were all kind


    people.


    "It''s also our fate to meet Monica," Belinda wiped her tears.


    Monica''s nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes again.


    Bertie could see their strong bond and sense their emotions at that moment. So, he immediately


    stated, "Today, I''m acknowledging my daughter, but that doesn''t mean I want to take her away."


    In fact, as he said this, he felt a bit sad inside.


    But he had no choice. He was well aware of a fact: kind-hearted people value emotions. The bond


    between a child and the parents who raised her was unbreakable.


    Thus, he chose to step back, solely to prevent his daughter from suffering for the rest of her life, to


    spare her from making a difficult choice.


    He continued, "Monica is not an object I''ve lost. She''s a flesh-and-blood person with her own


    thoughts. I certainly won''t impose my thoughts on her. Although she is the princess of Lu Layeka,


    she is also absolutely free."


    Upon hearing this, Algerone and Belinda were deeply moved.


    He added, "From now on, Monica has gained not just a father, but also more people who care for


    her and love her." He wanted to give this couple a sense of security, so his daughter could feel at


    ease.


    No one had expected this birth father to be so open-minded.


    While Monica was moved, she suddenly felt relieved. She no longer needed to voice the many


    persuasive words she had prepared.


    Such an open-minded father didn''t require convincing.


    At that moment, Algerone and Belinda were so moved that they couldn''t find words to say. They


    werepletely at peace, knowing their daughter hadn''t been taken away.


    Then, everyone went into the living room, sat down, and engaged in deeper conversation. The


    atmosphere became harmonious and joyful, gradually forming a sense of being a family, mainly


    because the old king didn''t disy any airs; today, he was simply a kind father.


    "But Monica, Dad hopes you cane back to the country," Bertie sat on the sofa, holding his


    daughter''s hand, inviting her, "You can think of it as a vacation."


    "I''ll call you father," the girl smiled as she looked at him and then at Algerone, "It''s clearer this way."


    "Sure." As long as he could acknowledge her as his daughter, what she called him didn''t matter; it


    really wasn''t important. "Would you be willing to bring your dad and mom to Lu Layeka for a while?"? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.