The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1193

Mikhail's eyes got redder, and he looked like he was descending into a hellish madness.

“Why did you not tell me sooner? I would have given you anything, even the throne, if you had told me earlier!”

Having lost all dignity and rationality, Mikhail looked like a pitiful middle-aged man who had lost the love of his life.

The crowd went slack-jawed at the exchange between their king and King, wondering who this woman named Jennie was to cause such a stir in the Loang royal family and make the level-headed king utter such words. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Vindictive glee filled King at Mikhail's torment, and he cackled evilly.

“Do you want to know what happened next?”

Mikhail's head snapped up, and he looked at King in disbelief.

“I'll tell you even if you don't want to hear it. I've kept this a secret for far too long, and now I finally have a chance to say it aloud!” King continued without waiting for an answer.

Then, he flicked his gaze from Mikhail to Bastien and snickered. “Thank goodness you didn't marry Natalie. She's your half-sister who shares the same father and is related to you by blood. Both of you can never be together.”

Bastien's pupils constricted, and he was completely blindsided as if someone had doused him with cold water.

“T-That's not possible...” The resolve in his gaze melted away, leaving behind uncertainty. “Bullsh*t! That's impossible! Natalie can't be my sister. Her last name is Nichols, and she is Chanaean. How could she and I be blood relatives?”

“How can you be so sure you aren't related? Furthermore, you're unaware how closely Natalie resembles Jennie, but your father knows better than anyone that they look like they were made out of the same mold.” King laughed.

Mikhail did have a sneaking suspicion before that day, and King's words just confirmed his hunch.

He had not tried to verify it himself, fearing that he would be disappointed. After all, how could Jen have given birth to a daughter if she had died in the fire? Hence, he never tried to do a DNA test with Natalie despite her resemblance to Jennie.

“She... She's really my daughter!”

With that, Mikhail lost the ability to hold himself upright as his legs buckled.

“Why... Why was I not brave enough to try...”

“Do you still remember how Natalie died, Mikhail?” King began ruthlessly. “I deliberately stayed silent because I was curious about what you would do after meeting someone who bore such a close resemblance to Jennie. But you let things be, tortured her, and even killed her by mistake in the end! Did you think Lady Cynthia was the one who murdered Natalie? No, it was you, her biological father, who did it! Your carelessness and indulgence of those around you led to her demise.”

Mikhail squeezed his eyes shut, tears streaking down his face incessantly.

Presumptuous!

I am still too presumptuous!

I missed out on my chance with Jen and then again with my daughter!

I could have saved Natalie. I know I could have, yet I did nothing and let this happen.

My daughter... I have failed to protect both Jen and my daughter!

Meanwhile, Natalie stood frozen as though someone had nailed her feet to the ground.

So this is who I really am!

She had long since been aware that Thomas was not her birth father, but she never imagined it would be the king of Loang.

“How could this be?” A small laugh escaped her while tears spilled from her eyes, and she sighed softly. “Then again, how is this not possible?”