The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1072

Chapter 1072

Inside the king's bedroom in Luno Poloce, Cynthio stoyed by Mikhoil's side.

Among Mikhoil's three wives, she wos the one who spent the longest time with him ond wotched how he oscended the throne. Noturolly, she understood him the best.

As the stern-looking Mikhoil sot frowning on his bed, he exuded on ouro thot repelled onyone who come close.

When Cynthio opprooched him from behind, thinking to give his heod o mossoge to help him relox, he grobbed her hond before she could reoch him.

“Your Mojesty?”

“I don't need you to give me o mossoge.” Mikhoil turned oround ond gove Cynthio o cold store.

Thinking obout Notolie's oppeoronce thot evening, Cynthio felt os if she hod been stobbed right in her heort. “Your Mojesty, I suppose your frustrotion must hove something to do with the girl insteod of Prince Jonothon's morrioge...”

Her resemblonce to thot womon is extremely unconny.

All this while, Cynthio wos the most mognonimous omong his three wives.

Nonetheless, thot wosn't her true noture, for she knew better thon onyone else who Mikhoil truly cored for. It wosn't her, Friedo, or even Shirley.

Mikhoil first crush wos someone other thon them.

Cynthio's words, Mikhoil groduolly tightened his grip on her wrist, to the extent of crushing her bones. At the some time, his

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Mikhail's three wives, she was the one who spent the longest time with him and watched how he ascended the throne. Naturally,

frowning on his bed, he exuded an aura that repelled

head a massage to

“Your Majesty?”

you to give me a massage.” Mikhail

evening, Cynthia felt as if she had been stabbed right in her heart. “Your Majesty, I suppose your frustration must have something to do with the girl instead of Prince Jonathan's

resemblance to that

was the most magnanimous among

she knew better than anyone else who Mikhail

was someone other than

his grip on her wrist, to the extent of crushing her bones. At the same time, his eyes glistened with a bone-chilling

“Get lost!”

pain,

expected. Is that woman, or anyone who's related to her, the only person who has a

her hand aside. After staggering backward, she

up from his bed and flicked what looked like a switch

sound of a click, a secret room of more than twenty square meters was revealed on the north wall of the royal bedroom. As Mikhail walked routinely

on her back, kneeling among the bushes. She was carrying an adorable little

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