Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1779

Chapter 1779 Matters Concerning the Inheritance Ceremony

Compared to the court physician's anxiety and unease, the king appeared calm. He finished feeding the remaining food in the basket to the pond, causing the fish to leap and frolic.

"He fired you for a reason," the king said without looking at him, merely stating, "I won't interfere with his decision, nor will I ask for the reason. I think you probably understand for yourself."

Hearing this, the court physician suddenly understood. The decision to fire him was the king's doing!

Otherwise, wouldn't Prince Louis have hesitated?

But it was a misconception. The king was unaware of this matter; he had only just found out.

In no time, the king had finished feeding the fish and was walking toward the palace, leaving the court physician staring after him, torn between wanting to follow and hesitating.

The king was also very disappointed in the court physician because he did not like Louis.

The king's meaning was clear. The court physician's heart sank heavily, and he had to go back to pack his things to leave the palace. There was no longer a place for him here.

In a magnificent palace, Rowan sat at his desk, a row of neat bookshelves behind him, most of which contained rare editions. Sitting in an intricately carved sandalwood chair, he held the handwritten apology letter from Taylor in his hand, having read it countless times and memorized its contents.

Having just read it again, he lightly smiled and tore the apology letter to shreds, tossing it into the wastebasket.

Rowan had finally let go, forgiving Taylor from the depths of his heart.

In another room, Claire sat by the window with her laptop, her slender fingers tapping the keyboard. She was completely absorbed in her story, diligently writing her novel.

Although she was in the Lu Layeka royal family at the moment, she had not stopped writing, being dedicated to her work every day.

Experiencing so much with Rowan, she had also grown, and her writing had become even more profound and restrained.

Outside the window, the lush greenery exuded a faint earthy fragrance, and she was in a very good writing state.