Chapter 1829: Keeping the Old King

Janelle Mills thought seriously, "Tomorrow." Everyone is tired today.

Today, Ian Shelby was present, but he was just there as a guest and didn’t mention anything unrelated to giving blessings.

This made Janelle Mills feel very touched, as there was no pressure on her.

"Janelle, tomorrow Mom and Dad will go with you." Carlotta Sterling had already considered it thoroughly. Despite feeling reluctant, she has to support her in meeting her biological parents so that her life isn’t filled with regret.

Nathan Mills also said, "Yes, Mom and Dad will accompany you." Otherwise, they truly wouldn’t be at ease, not knowing if the biological father has a kind face and a temper.

"Hmm." Janelle Mills didn’t refuse, "Okay, we’ll go together." Regarding meeting her biological parents, she felt a bit nervous, a bit at a loss, her heart filled with all sorts of complex emotions.

What should she say upon seeing her biological father?

She has his blood flowing in her veins, yet they have been apart for so many years... Is it a feeling of familiarity or a feeling of strangeness?

What are Old Mills and Sister Sterling’s feelings then? They might feel very sad, right?

"Dad." Janelle Mills raised her coffee cup, substituting coffee for wine, "Mom, thank you for all these years of nurturing. You will forever be my Mom and Dad in this life."

Carlotta Sterling was very touched, her nose tingled, and she lightly clinked cups with her daughter, "We all have to be happy in the future."

"Thank you, Janelle." Nathan Mills also lightly clinked cups with her, "You’ve worked hard for today’s wedding."

The three of them exchanged smiles and each took a sip of coffee.

Then they chatted, laughed, and spoke the heartfelt truths. Years of suppressed confessions were also spoken at this moment.

This afternoon, Ian Shelby and Jocelyn took Bertie to sightseeing renowned spots in Riventhal, telling him about the local customs and culture.

They treated him to famous local specialties, and the riverside scenery at night was particularly beautiful.

They strolled along the way, digesting food, and took many photos.

Bertie was in an exceptionally good mood, suddenly growing a fondness for this city, and this was a rare chance for a low-key outing after his illness.

There were no bodyguards or attendants following him, no grand entourage, able to dine at small restaurants like ordinary folks, just satisfying his taste without any mental burden.

"Jocelyn, Louis, let me take a picture of you together!" Saying so, Bertie lifted his phone.

Ian Shelby hugged Jocelyn then stepped back a bit, the two leaned against the river railing, Jocelyn flashing a peace sign, both smiling brightly.

As a ruler of a nation, Bertie rarely took photos of others, yet his photography skills were quite good.

Just after taking the photo, his phone rang with a video call—it was Catherine, "It’s a video call."

"Answer it."

He answered it in front of his son and future daughter-in-law.

"Honey, are you out? Have you eaten?" Catherine asked like an ordinary wife, concerned about his daily life, "The wind is blowing your hair; are you dressed lightly? Will you catch a cold?"

"Walking with Louis and Jocelyn outside, the riverside scenery is nice. The wind is a bit strong but not cold," Bertie switched the camera to let her see the foreign scenery too.

Ian Shelby hugged Jocelyn’s shoulder, the two following behind their father, naturally slowing their pace.

The desire to share is the longest confession of love.

Regarding his father’s relationship with Catherine, Ian Shelby didn’t oppose it at all. As long as this woman is sincere, it’s a rare blessing for his father to have such a companion, it’s human nature.