Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 1835

Chapter 1835: A Group of Kind People

Although she seemed to lack a father's love, Algerone had given her fatherly love.

But what about a daughter's love for her father? Who had given that to him over the years?

So Monica also felt guilty, a guilt that only made one feel even sadder.

"Alright." Bertie turned the page on the past as long as his daughter was happy, "Dad promises you." He no longer reproached himself, no longer felt guilty. His face bore a smile, filled with joy and gratitude.

Monica was also very happy. She turned to Algerone and Belinda, standing between them, linking her arms with theirs.

Adjusting her emotions, she graciously introduced,"Dad, let me introduce you. This is my mom, Belinda, and this is dad, Algerone. They have raised me single-handedly and I've never lacked the warmth of a family."

Bertie knew they had just remarried yesterday.

He looked at the two of them, a couple who seemed to be made for each other, and also seemed to be kind-hearted people.

He felt grateful to them and took a step forward, gazing at them for a long time. Algerone and Belinda felt the pressure, knowing he was the former king, which created a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

The old king didn't speak, and they didn't know what to say.

Unexpectedly, the old king deeply bowed to them, suddenly performing a particularly formal gesture, which startled everyone, especially Algerone and Belinda, who were taken aback!

Wanting to assist but not daring to touch his noble body, they were caught in a few seconds of conflicting emotions.

Bertie bowed for five seconds, then slowly straightened up, "Thank you, thank you!" His voice trembled with genuine gratitude.

Algerone and Belinda, tears in their eyes, smiled and shook their heads... They were all kind people.

"It's also our fate to meet Monica," Belinda wiped her tears.

While Monica was moved, she suddenly felt relieved. She no longer needed to voice the many persuasive words she had prepared.

Such an open-minded father didn't require convincing.

At that moment, Algerone and Belinda were so moved that they couldn't find words to say. They were completely at peace, knowing their daughter hadn't been taken away.

Then, everyone went into the living room, sat down, and engaged in deeper conversation. The atmosphere became harmonious and joyful, gradually forming a sense of being a family, mainly because the old king didn't display any airs; today, he was simply a kind father.

"But Monica, Dad hopes you can come back to the country," Bertie sat on the sofa, holding his daughter's hand, inviting her, "You can think of it as a vacation."

"I'll call you father," the girl smiled as she looked at him and then at Algerone, "It's clearer this way."

"Sure." As long as he could acknowledge her as his daughter, what she called him didn't matter; it really wasn't important. "Would you be willing to bring your dad and mom to Lu Layeka for a while?"