Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 128

"You didn't ask, did you, Dad?"

"How could I have known anything if you hadn't said a word?"

"How could I possibly bring it up myself?" Mike countered.

The father and son, separated by a significant age gap, exchanged glaring looks.

In the end, Mike relented first. "Alright, Dad. I was wrong, okay?"

Matthew snorted coldly, turning his face away. His chest rose and fell, but his complexion had improved slightly. At least one concern was finally set aside. Matthew turned his gaze back to Arnold.

Arnold fidgeted with the edge of the bed as he cautiously called out, "Grandpa..."

He thought Matthew would surely have something to say. Perhaps he would acknowledge that he had pushed too hard by forcing him into a marriage with Felicia.

Instead, Matthew simply closed his eyes and went back to sleep, ignoring him completely.

Arnold was left speechless.

wrong. I shouldn't have defied your decision. I promise I'll comply with your wishes from now on. I won't resist marriage

mean it. Can you please trust me one more

several pleas, Arnold finally got Matthew to open one eye. "You

I'll stick to

heard such a solemn promise from Arnold. He even cracked a hint of a satisfied smile. "Alright then, I'll

the good of the Lawson family! You wouldn't understand a

Matthew snapped, iPoe

his face.

behind

won't be another one."

Mike was about to breathe a sigh of relief,

listen carefully-before I close my eyes for good, you must make Felicia willingly marry

mouth to protest, but Matthew's deep voice interrupted him, "If there's no opportunity,

that Matthew's resolve was unshakeable. He

himself, Mike asked,

Matthew started coughing violently, his face turning pale. He was clearly exhausted and on the brink of collapse.

in the

the stairs

could feel her

message from Lance reporting back to