Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1567

The civil and military officials knelt and shouted in unison.

Lord Kenny stood up slowly and strode out of the hall.

When he reached the back bedchamber entrance, a smile crept onto his face.

A slender figure with a beautiful face sat quietly on the soft and exquisite bed. She looked sad and troubled; tears had welled in her eyes.

It was Monica.

Lord Kenny approached her slowly.

Then, Lord Kenny stretched his hand out and pinched Monica's chin. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "My dear, I will issue an imperial decree to crown you as my Empress tomorrow, you—"

Before Lord Kenny could finish speaking, Monica pushed him away, shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, please let me go. You know that I only have Darryl in my heart. We're not fated—"

Monica looked sorrowful and miserable when she said that.

Darryl had been severely injured, and she did not have any news about his condition.

Her heart ached even more when her son, Ambrose, had stood with Lord Kenny instead of with her.

Lord Kenny's expression changed dramatically after he heard Monica. He might not be comparable to Darryl when he was only a prince in the past.

How could he be worse than Darryl when he was already the supreme Emperor?

The atmosphere in the bedchamber was extremely grim and bleak.

A few seconds later, Lord Kenny took a deep breath. Then, he laughed and said, "My dear, it seems that you'll never forget Darryl. Well then, I won't force you!"

Lord Kenny had a somber expression on his face when he said that.

Monica smiled and hurriedly bowed to him. "Thank you, Your Majesty. In that case, would you let me go—"

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