Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1742: Are You Human or Ghost?

Upon hearing these words, the king, seated on the chair, was furious, fuming with anger.

Rowan, too, was brimming with rage. This was simply outrageous!

He still wanted to make amends for his deeds? Was he not planning to confess? Was he intending to escape punishment? Had he not grasped the severity of the situation?

Jolie, hidden behind the curtains, was not just shocked but utterly astounded!

The king's illness was actually caused by Eden! He was the one behind the poisoning! And this scheme had been in motion for years!

"I ask you, did you poison me in order to inherit the throne? Do you admit to this?!" Jennifer suppressed her anger, speaking on behalf of the king.

Eden's psychological defenses completely collapsed. Amidst the thunder and lightning, he felt an overwhelming fear, not wanting to be haunted by guilt every day!

Boom! The thunder roared!

but I've realized my mistake. I believe in karma. I know my fate won't be good. I dare not covet the throne anymore. Please rest in peace! I will burn offerings for you! I will assist Louis, I will mend my ways! Please depart in

any longer, felt his blood pressure skyrocket. The person he trusted

not only to his body but also to his

king rose, leaning on his cane, and moved step by step, appearing in the bedroom. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

illumination of lightning, Eden once again saw him. Initially

up, at times staunchly believing in a godless world,

gaze upon him. "You... have spun such a long yarn." Then, unable to contain himself, he began to

How had his demeanor changed so drastically from just a

Rumble!

and lightning, and Eden finally

- this is a person! Not a ghost! Instantly, Eden felt less afraid again. There are no ghosts in this world! He stood up, advancing toward the king, not uttering a word, his face inscrutable, leaving everyone wondering what he was thinking. Meanwhile, the king's expression grew even graver, meeting his gaze,

With each step forward, he tried

nowhere, directly blocking