Chapter 1746: Marriage Is Allowed, But There’s One Condition
"Okay." The King looked at his son, then at the girl beside him, his expression somewhat stern, "But I have one condition."
The sudden shift in topic made the young couple glance at each other. Could there be another test?
Ian Shelby tightened his grip on Jocelyn’s hand. He was resolute about marrying her.
Seeing the young couple’s nervousness, the King smiled and, without keeping them in suspense, said in a relaxed tone, "As long as you’re willing to inherit the throne, I will approve of this marriage and allow you to be together."
"You..." Ian carefully looked at him, having no interest in the throne at all.
Jocelyn Morgan, however, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the King wasn’t adamant about breaking them up.
Whether or not to inherit the throne was a matter between father and son, a big issue that could be deliberated in the future. It had no connection to the essence of marriage.
Ian was very calm, speaking with composure, "Father, your health is improving daily and soon you will fully recover."
"I know that." The King was confident in his recovery, but his mind was made up, "But I hope to see you firmly sit on the throne in my lifetime. Your medical skills are excellent. I won’t restrict your development; you can benefit the people of Lorelei by opening hospitals here, but you must become the King."
Hearing these words, Ian felt his head was about to explode!
He was indifferent to fame and fortune, only wanting to find a place to hide away.
"Father, take your medicine again, it’s getting late." Ian changed the subject, then turned to get the medicine.
He opened the lid and handed the medicine bottle over, "We can discuss other matters later."
After all, the marriage had to wait until his health recovered.
The King took the medicine bottle, glancing up at him, playfully replying, "Then the wedding can be discussed in the distant future; see if the young lady is willing to wait."
Jocelyn pursed her lips, unable to help lowering her gaze, her cheeks turning red.
According to the King’s meaning, inheriting the throne must precede the wedding, as though it were a causal relationship.
After drinking the medicine, the King handed the bottle back, "Ian, stay with Jocelyn well tonight; the thunderstorm is quite frightening, don’t stay here." Directly sending him away, creating an opportunity for the two of them.
Jocelyn Morgan was so embarrassed by her future father-in-law... she didn’t know what to say.
He was actually quite democratic, with none of the King’s airs.
Ian shelved the medicine bottle. After observing these days, he and his father sorted through the servant list, seeing who hadn’t been bought by Eden and remained loyal to the King and the royal family. Everyone knew in their hearts.
Moreover, the guards were loyal, all being General Lee’s subordinates.
Recent events had unfolded, perfect timing as Ian had many things to say to Jocelyn. The young couple, madly in love, had endured until now, which was not easy.
Thus, he didn’t insist on staying with his father, nodding in agreement, "Alright, I’ll have the servants guard outside. Just ring the bell if you need anything."
"It’s just sleeping, nothing’s wrong." With that, the King started to recline.
Before Ian could help, he had already lain down, and it must be said that Mia Lane’s medicine was working wonders.
He tucked himself in and closed his eyes.
After a while, Ian turned to wrap his arm around the girl’s shoulder, guiding her outside.
The rain was still falling, with the sky intermittently flashing with lightning and rumbling with thunder.
At night, the palace of Princess Catherine was brightly lit.
The servants had all been dismissed.
Julie explained the sequence of events truthfully to the Princess. Catherine listened, her heart pounding, "It’s a good thing you didn’t sabotage anything! Do you know how dangerous tonight was?"
"..." Julie was silent. She finally understood that CEO Kingston’s purpose in coming was to lock in on the culprit, Eden.