The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5080

His voice was not loud but left no room for doubt.

Forsythe could barely breathe as he sensed the ferocious aura radiating off Antigonus. He collapsed onto his knees, not daring to move as his chest froze in terror.

Yet even then, he remained loyal to Morticia.

Morticia had said that Antigonus could not find out about this, so he had made up his mind to not say a word even to Antigonus.

Seeing as he was refusing to speak, Antigonus flared up in anger as his gaze frosted over, and he shouted coldly, "Do you want to get killed?"

As the words rang through the air, Morticia scrambled to speak up. "Please calm down, Honorable Archfiend. I told him not to say anything." She knew that Antigonus was not afraid to do as he said, and she could not watch her best right-hand man be killed off just like that.

At the thought, Morticia turned to Forsythe. "There's no use in hiding the truth, not when the Honorable Archfiend has asked for it. Tell him."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Forsythe scrambled to respond before shakily describing everything that had happened from start to finish.

At the same time, he was slightly relieved as well.

Thank heavens the Empress had allowed him to speak, or he would not have lived.

Toward the end, Forsythe gazed at Morticia with a gaze of utmost regret. "It's all my fault, Your Highness. I was just about to take the Young Master from that man's arms when a storm broke out. I was still on the boat and was knocked into the ocean all at once."

"I rushed back when the storm was over, but they were nowhere to be seen by then."

"It's all my fault I couldn't do as I had been told. Please punish me, Your Highness."

As the final word rang through the air, Forsythe knelt in both remorse and grief.

Morticia had been prepared for the worst, yet her brain still blanked out at Forsythe's words as she trembled and collapsed onto the ground.

My child, my child…

At the same time, Forsythe kneeled as well, words spilling from his mouth. "It's all my fault. I didn't do a good enough job and caused harm upon the Young Master. Please forgive me, Honorable Archfiend, or punish me as you please."

The Empress had lost her baby, and he had already felt enough guilt for that. He did not want her to face Antigonus' punishment on top of that.

At the sight of the both of them, Antigonus took a deep breath before scoffing to say, "What's the use in saying all of this? The baby's gone, and the Dragon King Island has been humiliated."

At the words, Morticia trembled as she bowed profusely, knocking her head against the ground over and over again. "Honorable Archfiend, I beg of you to find a way to get my baby back. Please, I'm begging you."

Antigonus' expression was ashen, his tone cold as ice as the words fell from his mouth. "Send out orders. The Dragon King Palace declares war on the Elysium Gate starting from today and will stop at nothing to take Ambrose Darby's life and get the child back?"

As he spoke, Antigonus' expression was murderous, unable to hide his ferocity.

"Yes, Honorable Archfiend."

At the words, Morticia and Forsythe's chests thudded as they called out in response.