The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 1926

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Darryl walked slowly step by step toward the dragon throne and tread lightly, but every step he took was as though he was stepping on everyone’s heart!

It was a few hundred steps from the main hall to the dragon throne and Darryl was totally covered in blood and injuries at that moment. Drops of blood fell with every step Darryl took!

Darryl slowly took his seat when he was in front of the throne. His expression was as calm as water. He lifted his hands and calmly said, “Everyone, stand up. I decree that you take down Donoghue with your full might. There can be no mistakes.”

Darryl had no whatsoever excitement of being the Emperor as he said that, but was unspeakably grim instead.

‘Donoghue, I still want your life even if you escape to the ends of the world.’

“Yes, Your Majesty!” The officials responded in unison before they walked out of the main hall to order the hunt for Donoghue.

“Woo!”

At that moment, Darryl took a deep breath and looked at Susan.

“Auntie Susan.” Darryl’s expression was full of guilt. He opened his mouth and said, “I’m sorry I came late and had you suffer.”

Susan smiled and gently comforted, “Don’t beat yourself up. You didn’t come late. I’m still fine, aren’t I?”

Although Susan was smiling, she was extremely emotional in her heart.

Susan’s heart was aching terribly at the thought of her husband’s death.

“Auntie Susan, I’m sure you must have suffered a lot for all this while. Quick, go and have a rest.” Darryl’s face was full of guilt before seriously said, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely catch Donoghue and personally take action to avenge Godfather by then.”

Hmm!

Susan responded. And walked out of the main hall under the protection of a few palace maids.

“Your Highness!”

A eunuch walked over after she left and respectfully said to Darryl, “Donoghue has escaped, but he has left 108 concubines behind. How do you want to deal with them?”

‘108 of them?’

Darryl was stunned upon hearing that. ‘That bastard Donoghue only knew how to enjoy when he became the Emperor. How dare he have so many concubines?’