Chapter 1750: Taylor''S Persistence In Filing A Comint


    Chapter 1750: Taylor''s Persistence in Filing a Comint


    Rowan released ire and gently brushed off Taylor''s hand. "You don''t need to pull me, I can walk on


    my own," he said, then he embraced ire again and led her forward with determined steps.


    Taylor, fuming with anger, followed behind, bing increasingly annoyed. He wished he could chop


    off that hand! His father was on the verge of death, the entire royal family was filled with sorrow, and his


    father specifically instructed him to stay, while everyone else remained absent. Yet here he was,


    reveling in romance and joy?


    Today, he would surely expose him! He would make his father see his true colors!


    As Catherine and Jolie rushed to the gates of Prince Louis''s pce, they were informed by a servant


    that the two princes had just left. Looking up, they caught sight of several figures about to disappear


    around the corner.


    ire was there, the guards were there, and Jolie and Catherine hurried to catch up.


    Throughout the journey, ire felt like a sandwich cookie. She wasn''t exactly torn between loyalties; it


    was just a clear misunderstanding that the brothers didn''t need to escte. It could be exined.


    But today, Rowan was determined to put him in his ce.


    Clearly, Taylor, who was hot-tempered, had no idea about what had happened in the royal family the


    previous night.


    "Well, Prince Taylor..." ire tried to speak, thinking to herself that the king was still unwell, and there


    was no need to involve him in such matters.


    Rowan didn''t interrupt her. ire nced at Taylor and continued, "You don''t need to be this angry..."


    "Don''t plead for him!" How could Taylor not be angry? "Father is critically ill! Since he''s this kind of


    person, why bother maintaining the appearance of a filial son? For whom is this disy intended?!


    Today, I will expose his true self in front of Father!"


    "Misunderstandings, truly just misunderstandings," ire looked at him with exceptional patience.


    "Actually..."


    "Don''t say so much to me. I detest people who act one way in front of me and another behind my


    back!"


    Taylor was truly furious. "I thought he was by Father''s side every night! It''s difficult for me to see Father


    even once, yet he, he doesn''t cherish the opportunity! He sneaks away! And he''s with the person I care


    about!"


    Soon, the imposing pce of the king came into view.


    Today, there was no Eden at the entrance, only Arthur.


    "Good day, Your Highnesses," Arthur bowed respectfully, and behind him, the guards and servants also


    bowed in unison.


    "Has Father awakened?" Taylor paused at the entrance, his tone softened considerably. "Could you


    please announce that the two princes have urgent matters to report, especially Prince Taylor?"


    ire nced at Rowan, seeing his indifferent expression, devoid of any emotion, as if he was about


    to exact revenge for something.


    Taylor was just a child, why bother arguing with him?


    ire sighed deeply in her heart, finding Dr. Watson quite childish.


    At that moment, the king, dressed formally, though not in the forefront of fashion, leaned on his cane


    with four guards behind him. Despite his illness, his charm remained undiminished, reminiscent of his


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    carefree and unrestrained youth.


    He emerged from his chamber, appearing before everyone''s eyes.


    Seeing his father''s spirited appearance, Rowan felt a surge of joy, a glint of light passing through his


    eyes.


    As for Taylor, he was so shocked that his eyes seemed about to pop out. He hadpletely forgotten


    that he hade to make aint!


    His father... didn''t look critically ill at all! Moreover, it had been several years since his father had


    dressed so formally, even since he fell ill.


    "Good morning, Your Majesty!" The servants all bowed in unison.


    "Father," Rowan greeted politely.


    ire also hurriedly greeted, "Good morning, Your Majesty."


    Facing his father''s gaze, Taylor''s thoughts halted for a few seconds. "Father, you... you''re feeling


    better?" He took a few steps forward, supporting the king. "Father, there''s something I''m afraid you


    don''t know, something I must tell you today!"