Chapter 1752: Taylor’s True Thoughts
Catherine looked into his eyes, as if she wanted to see deep into his soul, paused her thoughts for a moment, and seriously asked, "Taylor, do you want to inherit the throne? Do you want to be king?"
Taylor was prepared to listen, thinking it was some big philosophical question, but unexpectedly...
"Taylor, don’t think about it, and don’t consider anyone else’s feelings. I’m just asking your heart, do you want it?"
She wanted to have a good conversation with her son, to understand his most genuine thoughts, so she looked seriously at him. Actually, the message conveyed in her gaze was already very clear—
As long as Taylor wants to be king, she, as his mother, would still do her utmost to help him.
Although she was conflicted inside, after all, he is her own son, and a mother is always tireless in her efforts for her son.
But Taylor shook his head, showing not even a shred of interest in the throne.
Since his mother sincerely asked, he answered truthfully, "I don’t want to inherit the throne, don’t want to run a country, these things are fleeting for me. I just want to live a life without worries, effortlessly and free of responsibilities, isn’t that great?"
"Then do you have dreams? Do you have pursuits?" Catherine worried her son might become aimless, "Is there anything that makes you happy? Besides riding horses and skiing, do you have desires?"
He’s still young, could he be disillusioned with life?
"I do." The image of a girl flashed through Taylor’s mind, he picked up the milk cup again, and couldn’t help but slightly smile, "If I could be with Jocelyn, if she’s willing to be my girlfriend, I think every day would be sweet for me, wouldn’t it?"
Upon hearing this, Catherine’s heart sank heavily, "She is Louis’s woman, you know that, how can you still have such thoughts?"
"Does liking someone disappear just because she’s with someone else?" Taylor retorted.
Then he said, "Is that still liking? It’s like you like a certain drink, the store has only one last bottle, just sold to someone else, don’t you still want it? How much do you really like that drink?"
In terms of feelings, Catherine was definitely at a loss with her son’s flawed logic.
So she ate breakfast while changing the topic, "You should focus on your studies and do things that make your father happy."
"Does letting father hold a grandson soon count?" Taylor’s lips curved slightly, asking half-jokingly, half-seriously.
Catherine really thought he was joking, so she didn’t take it to heart.
She simply instructed, "Taylor, when you find a girlfriend, she must be from a respectable family, and although being well-matched might be impossible since you’re a noble prince, the girl must be knowledgeable, dignified, and well-educated because once she marries into the family, she’ll represent the royal image as a princess."
While his mother said these things, Taylor ate breakfast quietly, listening, but in his mind flashed the petite and charming image of Jocelyn Morgan.
He had known many people since middle school, many girls approached him, but not one caught his eye.
Only this girl Jocelyn Morgan had a magical attraction to him.
Taylor urgently wanted to be with her and spend the rest of his life together.
If Jocelyn were father’s, then naturally Taylor couldn’t act, he would have anger he couldn’t express, love he couldn’t release, how could he compete with father for a woman?
But now she belongs to Louis, and Taylor, aside from his liking for her, also has a sense of challenge, he just wants to act, just wants to compete!
Romantic affairs are based on one’s abilities!