Duke, This Will Sting for a Moment (30 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 117

“Wake up. I have something to say.”

Justin’s blue eyes followed the small hand leaving his feverish forehead with a trace of longing.

“Solace. Can’t you help me sit up? I just can’t seem to gather any strength in my body.”

Yuriella frowned and let out a long sigh, watching the Emperor tug at her with a pretty, coaxing smile curling the corners of his lips.

She simply couldn’t understand the ruler of the Empire, who couldn’t take his eyes off her, not even bothering to wipe the tears soaking his face.

Countless people had lost their lives because of the Emperor.

While their families wept bitter tears over farewells they never had time to prepare for, he acted as if the only thing that mattered in the world was the woman standing right before his eyes.

“Just stop it already.”

How much more unjust blood must stain this land?

“Release Duke Yobel and publicly declare that the southern region wasn’t responsible for the iron mine collapse.”

Do you really not know—despite your sharp mind—that this bloodshed, these deaths, are corrupting and killing your very soul, Your Majesty?

Justin slowly sat up in bed. After hastily wiping his wet face with his hand, his expression emptied of amusement, revealing a pale and weary countenance.

“I also want you to issue an official statement about what happened at the Magic Tower. Expose the true culprits behind the tower’s self-destructive spell and punish them accordingly.”

Let go of your mother’s hand that’s dragging you into darkness. You already know very well that while Empress Dowager Sophia gave you birth, she never truly raised you as her own.

It was the Empress Dowager herself who plunged you into suffering worse than death.

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