The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1207

At that moment, Samuel wanted very much to hug Natalie. However, he was mindful that she still had an injury on her shoulder and resisted the urge to do so. Instead, he raised his hand and gently stroked her head as though he were petting a kitten or rabbit.

She smiled at him in response.

Not long after that, Mikhail also stirred.

When he opened his eyes and caught sight of Natalie, he practically sprang out of bed and strode over to the latter. “How are you feeling, Natalie? Does it hurt? Why don't I summon the royal physician to come and take a look at you?”

Mikhail was exhausted, and the grey hairs that sprouted the previous day were dazzlingly bright around his temples.

Nonetheless, his concern for her was evident.

Natalie was at a loss when she noticed his behavior. Her lips moved, but she did not know what to say or where to begin. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Although it has been confirmed that he's my biological father, I don't know how I should feel about him.

To her, the word “father” had once referred to a family member she longed for the most. At the same time, however, it was also someone who had caused her the deepest heartache.

Mikhail was a master at discerning one's thoughts, and when he saw the look on his daughter's face, he could roughly guess her uneasiness. Hence, he turned and said to a maid, “Bring some oatmeal porridge and fruits.”

“Yes, of course.”

Soon, the maid returned with a bowl of warm oatmeal porridge and some fruits.

Natalie was feeling hungry indeed. In fact, she was starving.

While she had been locked up by Bastien previously, she had gone on hunger strikes to threaten him. At the same time, she had also experienced a loss of appetite. Now that the dust had settled, her appetite had returned.

She held the bowl with one hand while using her uninjured hand to hold the spoon. Then, she proceeded to eat. Although she had an injured shoulder, it did not affect her speed of eating in any way. With just a few quick gulps, she polished off all the food.

Meanwhile, Mikhail and Samuel watched her with anxious expressions, worrying the whole time that she was eating with too much gusto. What if her movements tug at her wound, and it splits open?

After she had finished eating, she held out the empty bowl.

“Do you want more?” Mikhail asked.

As she shook her head, Samuel reached for a piece of tissue and gently helped her wipe away some food stains on the corner of her mouth.

Mikhail nodded in response. Now, he was the one who was at a loss for words.

I'm filled with remorse toward Jennie and more so toward Natalie. I long to acknowledge Natalie as my darling daughter. However, the more I want it to happen, the more confused I am about how I should interact with her. I'm afraid she won't accept me. Besides, I'm also worried about being too bold and incurring her displeasure.

At that moment, he had lost his demeanor as a monarch and was completely a nervous father.

Having eaten to her heart's content, Natalie decided to get down to business.

“I want to go home, Your Majesty,” she said to Mikhail, addressing him as “Your Majesty” and not “Dad.”

He stiffened, dismayed by how she addressed him, but even more so to discover that she wished to leave Luna Palace as soon as she regained consciousness.

Frowning, he replied, “Don't you like the palace? We have royal physicians here, so it's more convenient for you to receive treatment and have your wound dressing changed. Furthermore, the environment and facilities here are top-notch. You can stay here as long as you want!”

However, she shook her head. “I appreciate your thoughtfulness. Nonetheless, no matter how good the facilities and skilled the physicians are, it's still not what I'm used to. I wish to return to where I lived before. I miss the place, and I want to see my children. I haven't seen them in a long time.”

I wonder how Xavian, Clayton, Franklin, Sophia, and Yumi are doing. I genuinely miss them so much!