She was young and talented, full of vitality and high self-esteem. A chance encounter in a foreign land led her to the only man in her life. Ignoring everything, she embarked on a romantic relationship without knowing anything about his background or family. Those days were the most beautiful memories of her life, but they also became her deepest imprisonment.
She never dreamed that this man was the ruler of a nation, a god-like figure. But he had a wife and a son.
She was destined to be nothing more than a hidden existence.
Coming from a prominent family, how could she accept such a reality? How could she become a concubine? She made up her mind to leave him. Little did she know that at that moment, he finally revealed his true nature - controlling and possessive. And she was pregnant.
She had considered terminating the pregnancy. It was a mistake that needed to be rectified.
But in the end, she couldn't bring herself to do it. After all, the child was a life, and he found out about it.
The royal family valued heirs greatly. He assigned people to watch over her closely until she gave birth to the prince. Looking at the child in the cradle, she couldn't bear to leave anymore. She wanted to spend more time with her child. And so, one year turned into two, wasting away.
Even though he treated her well during this time - providing her with everything she needed and luxurious living conditions - it wasn't what she wanted. All she wanted was a simple love, a happy family of three. He couldn't give her that.
She just wanted to return to her hometown, to be free. To go back to Khebury.
They fought and had cold wars between them. He confiscated her passport and all identification documents, had people monitor and control her, cutting off all contact with the outside world.
But she never surrendered and tried escaping multiple times. In the end, out of anger, he locked her up in a mental institution.
Although it was called a mental institution, it had already been abandoned. She was the only "patient" there. But he no longer allowed her to see their child. He only visited her from time to time. That's all.
And so, years passed by in the blink of an eye.
Until now, she finally broke free from her prison and saw her grown-up son.
Seeing how outstanding her son was filled her with joy.
What moved her even more was that her son thought she was mentally ill and decided to become a doctor to cure her in the future. This filial piety was precious. Now, at this critical moment, he only allowed her and their son to stay by his side. Perhaps it had something to do with his medical knowledge, or maybe it was a form of trust towards her. Without any initial affection, this outcome was satisfactory for her.
Now, the once arrogant and powerful man is nearing the end of his life. She accompanies him until the end, not betraying the feelings they once shared. Right or wrong, it has become a thing of the past.
For herself and for her life, she is making an account.
"Besides being my father's bloodline, I can't think of any other connection between him and me," Reuben sneered coldly. If not for his persistent desire to save his mother and bring her back to a normal life, if not for wanting his mother to live a better life for so many years without feeling any warmth himself, he wouldn't know how he managed to hold on.
"Let's go quickly," Kempley held onto Reuben's arm. "Stop complaining; it's all in the past now. We need to look forward. Promise me you'll be fine."
"Mhmm," Reuben nodded.
Hajime watched this scene quietly and sighed inwardly. As an observer, he knew that Eiji Tanaka's most beloved woman must be Kempley. Unfortunately, due to his high position and lack of autonomy, he did everything possible to keep her by his side at any cost. His methods were extreme, but when someone is on their deathbed, right or wrong no longer matters. Well then, let's deal with the inheritance issue at hand first.
They arrived in front of the ward.
The guards made way for them.
Reuben stepped forward and pushed open the door.
The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant; the white environment felt particularly quiet. Outside, the sky remained gloomy without any sunshine breaking through. The atmosphere inside the room felt oppressive and even carried a hint of eerie deathliness.
On the hospital bed lay the current ruler of Rohomes - Eiji.
Despite numerous wrinkles on his face and significant weight loss due to illness, his prominent eyebrows still couldn't hide his youthful vigor from long ago.
Hearing movement outside the door, his sharp eyes slowly opened as he extended his frail hand towards whoever entered.
He struggled to speak with his hoarse voice, "Kempley, come here... Reuben, you too."
Though reluctant in his heart, Reuben walked forward.
Kempley sat down in front of Eiji.
She held his hand tightly and said softly, "I'm here."
These simple words contained so much meaning from their past.
His hand looked frail in hers; it tugged at her heartstrings. Even though he had been domineering in his youth, this day would come eventually.
Hajime also approached them and called out softly, "Your Majesty."
Feeling the warmth transmitted through his hand, Eiji regained some strength as he spoke slowly,
"Kempley... I have been unfair to you all these years... made you suffer."
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