My Husband, the Commander of Imperial Guards, Wants to Divorce Me, But I Don't Want to Part Wit

My father-in-law.

"Yurica. Are you all right?

"Father-in-law," Dennis did not blame him for calling on the appearance of a reliable ally. He told me he was glad he was safe to show me around.

At that time, he was knocking down the soldiers that Anton was capturing himself because of the sound of a bassari. They targeted that gap, which was distracting us. Anton was taking something out of his chest and sticking it out toward His Majesty Reamos.

"Sire!"

"My mother's enemy. Ready!"

"Stop - -. Anton."

My voice overlaps that of Anton and Dennis. I felt like time on this occasion had stopped for His Majesty, who would fall, and Anton, who would stand up and stare at it.

"What you admit to my father, etc."

Once again, Anton is seized by the soldiers of the escort. Anton screamed as he resisted it.

"Ant......"

"Your Majesty, I will be handicapped by the wound. Better not talk about it any more. Early doctor."

Dennis, who held his fallen majesty, glanced at his son's words.

"Why did you offend my mother?

That word is disgraceful to His Majesty. Even those who did not know the circumstances could clearly see the hatred.

"Really...? Know..."

"What are you saying? Anton, this is not a misunderstanding. You're my boy."

Dennis blocked him from the side as His Majesty tried to spin his words in a weak voice.

"You think you're His Majesty's child? Don't tell me you're embarrassed. Still fooling me? Wonder if my son's finally lost his mind."

"... Father"

"Though you are from another country, you have laid your hands on the king of one country. This is unacceptable. After returning home, I'll have to give you my neck too."

Dennis moistened her eyes and said that the Garrants would be punished quite a bit for what you did. It seemed to me that Dennis was desperately letting the surroundings know that Anton was his own child.

There are Trojan escorts on this occasion, as well as the men under his command brought by Dennis from the country of Lithuania. From what Anton did, all of us would have realized who his real father was. I thought Dennis might be afraid of that.

"I'm good. But what about Noah? That kid is just a kid. I don't want to take it till that kid's future."

Anton did not look as if he had been taught in Dennis's words. I was staring at Dennis hatefully.

"Can you blame me? You've given priority to the Duke of Menelar and her son over me and my mother, the family?

"That's not true. Anton, I'm talking about you..."

"There's no excuse. You must have hated me. Because the woman I loved had another man's child."

His Majesty orders the word weakly.

"Everybody... out of this room... get out. Until I call you... get close... na"

At the end of the day, I ordered the soldiers to have a conversation with the father and son, so everyone leaves His Majesty and Anton on this occasion to leave. Anton had his body and wrist strangled with rope so that he could not move. Dora rushed as a doctor wondering if I should leave, too, and I was held back on the spot.

Dora handily treats His Majesty and brings out the couch that was being driven up against the wall of this room, causing His Majesty to lie there. I wondered if I could bring His Majesty to the bedroom, because His Majesty refused to do so by telling Anton I needed to talk to him.

"I never hated you. You're my boy, no matter who says it."

"My mother told me when she came to the end. You're not your father's child. Your father is Prince Riamos of Troy."

No matter how much his father hid, Anton told him that he had been taught the truth by his mother.