Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 632

Chapter 632

As Abigail carried the lifeless baby outside, Dorothy burst into loud sobs. Ignoring the older woman, Abigail walked straight to Samuel. He had been bound for so long his blood circulation had been cut off, leaving his face a deep shade of purple.

Abigail lifted the baby high for him to see. “This is your son. You killed him.”

Tears still glistened on her cheeks. Her tone was initially calm, but her next words were filled with rage.

“What will it take for you to finally stop? What will it take for you to behave? Look! You’ve killed your own son. You’ve brought turmoil to our family. What do you think you’re doing? Just because you think Leona fancies you, you think you can trample on everyone? You ungrateful wretch! She’s fighting for her life! Do you even understand what you’ve done wrong?”

Samuel kept avoiding looking at his mother, and especially didn’t want to look at the lifeless baby. Having heard everything that had happened inside, he couldn’t articulate his feelings at the moment, but refused to look at the baby.

He hadn’t killed his son. It wasn’t

fault.

“Take him away!” Samuel mumbled, blood bubbling from his lips. “I don’t want to see him. I won’t.”

swaddled in cloth. The baby, so handsome and precious, should have been

was his son…

him! Mom, I know I was wrong! Untie me! I want

Samuel. Some things can’t be undone. Your child won’t come back to life. Nothing can return to how

anger subsided, only sorrow was left in her voice as she said, “From a young age, you’ve been my pride and joy. You began your education at six years old

age, and the king handpicked you as a talented candidate. You

just a normal courtesan. She was a concubine’s daughter from Grand Princess Eleanor’s household, sent as a calculated attack on our family. You’re an intelligent man, so

fallen into that trap

was nothing. Now, you’ve even killed your son. The bond had with Leona is gone. You’ve lost both your status as heir and your

you

one knew what he mourned for. Was it for his lost love with Ruby, the titles and his future slipping through his fingers, his lifeless child, or perhaps the memory of his wife who once

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Chapter 632

cries were hysterical, echoing with countless grievances and

stopped him, nor did anyone comfort him. Only Dorothy stood in the doorway, her own tears trailing down her face as she

the severe bleeding had ceased, but