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Chapter 11: Is the Madam Being Shy?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This was a much bigger matter than Ruth wanting a divorce!
Ruth said nervously, “Then, did he say anything to you? After his manic-depressive period, when he woke up, did he get angry with you?”
“He didn’t, because I woke up first and ran away.”
They looked at each other, silent for a while, but Valerie suddenly jumped up from the sofa.
She said, “Forget it, I’ll have to face the music sooner or later. I’ll contact him directly. I’ll apologize and try my best to give him whatever compensation he wants. We can get a divorce immediately.”
Though it was a pity to give up such a beautiful canine youth.
However, her life was more important than his beauty!
Moreover, Valerie did not want to cause trouble for the family…
Although she might have already provoked him, she had to find a way to remedy the situation, right?
Ruth could think of no other solution. She said, “How about you send a message to him and talk about it?”
“Alright!”
Although they were not friends on their SmartBits, they were officially married, which was a stronger link than any friendship. It could not be deleted without a divorce.
Valerie gathered up her courage and started typing a message to Jonathan.
Should she apologize directly—”I shouldn’t have dragged you into the marriage”?
That was too straightforward, no way!
Or, “I didn’t mean to help relieve your manic-depressive period. It’s mainly because you seemed to be suffering”?
That would not do either. Since she had seen him in that anguished state, would he not kill her so that no one knew about it?
White Tiger was watching the chatbox and saw that Valerie was typing on and on.
It said cheerfully, “Master, Madam is sending you a message! After typing for such a long time, will she send you a long essay?”
Jonathan, who was sitting in the aircraft, pulled up their chatbox.
His facial features were those of Jonny’s, but his temperament had undergone a massive transformation.
His mouth was tightly pursed, and there was a cold glint in his eyes. Even if he did not wear his usual mask, he exuded an aura that no strangers would dare disturb.
His eyes fell on the chatbox and saw that Valerie had stopped typing.
In the end, she did not even send a single punctuation mark.
White Tiger said, “Is the madam being shy?”
Jonathan closed his eyes, hiding away his icy gaze. “Ten minutes later, I want to see His Majesty.”
“Yes!”
There was still a little distance to the First District. White Tiger did not dare to slack off and concentrated on flying the aircraft, heading for the palace located in the First District.
At nine minutes and fifty seconds, the aircraft landed successfully.
Jonathan walked into the palace with steady footsteps, and the people around looked at him in shock.
The first commander was not wearing a mask anymore?
Zayn was also shocked when he first saw Jonathan, but he was most worried about Jonathan’s physical condition.
“Uncle, is your health okay? What happened?”
“I led a team to wipe out the Zerg near the star region. On the way back, the military doctor on the ship was infected by the Zerg. There was a riot, and the aircraft crashed. But before the crash, the Zerg eggs were destroyed.”
Jonathan revealed what happened without a trace of emotion.
Even so, Zayn knew that the entire ordeal must have been frightening and upsetting.
He nodded. “Anyway, Uncle, I’m glad you’re alright. Your manic-depressive period…”
Zayn had already learned from the adjutant that his uncle was found in a bridal chamber. There was a wedding between two local noble families then, and his uncle just happened to be in the manic-depressive period.
Ahem. As Jonathan’s nephew, Zayn was a little curious.
Jonathan’s expression did not change. He said, “Your Majesty, put me through to White Marsh first.”
“Okay.”
White Marsh, who was suddenly called up here, said in a business-like manner, “Your Majesty, what’s the matter?”
“My uncle has asked for you.”
White Marsh, “…”