Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

It was late at night when all was quiet.

Someone appeared in the west palace.

Martin did not let anyone accompany him as he walked slowly into the palace alone. He came to Helene’s bedside and touched her dry chestnut-colored hair. Aurelia also had hair of the same color.

He took a deep breath, feeling the urge to cry rising in his throat. Time really flew by. The siblings who used to pick seashells by the beach were now both in middle age. Everything had changed, yet everything remained the same.

Helene was sleeping soundly, holding onto the small pillow even in her dreams. Martin tried to move it, but it was held too tightly, and he could not take it away. He smiled gently, tears shining in his eyes.

“I know you all think I should give the throne to Aurelia, don’t you?”

The light in Martin’s eyes gradually returned. There were now hints of sincerity and nonchalance. He spoke to himself at Helene’s bedside.

“I really didn’t expect Aurelia to be your daughter and my niece.

“My throne was taken from you, so it’s only fair that I return it to you…

“But Helene, being a country’s ruler is no child’s play. The monarchs of Southeast Aciatic may not have real power, but they represent the whole country and must be able to deal with complex international scenarios.

“Alexander grew up by my side, and I taught him everything myself. I’m very satisfied with him. But Aurelia… She grew up in the slums and never received any education. When she first came here, she couldn’t even write her own name. How can the country have a queen like her?”

Helene moved a little, turning her face to the wall.

It was just like when they were children, and she would turn her back to him when they had a fight. Martin had to coax her for a long time and even give her a doll before the little princess would forgive him.

Tears streamed down his face. No matter how many dolls he gave her now, she could never go back to how she used to be.

“Helene, it’s all my fault.” Martin sobbed in a low voice. “I promise I’ll make sure Aurelia lives a good life. She’ll have a lifetime of glory and wealth… but I can’t give her this throne!

“Helene, I’m sorry.

“I’m sorry…”

…

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“Ms. Cordelia, Mr. Zephyr!”

“What’s the matter?”

was serious.

and Zephyr exchanged a glance. Alexander was already confirmed to be the next king, and he was not someone they could easily offend. However, Cordelia

her hand to lead her to

“What are you doing?”

with my wife!”

her lips and