Chapter 279 James’s Life Is in Critical Danger

Chapter 279 James’s Life Is in Critical Danger

Emily was completely stunned. She opened her mouth but was too shocked to speak.

The servant looked at her and nodded with a smile,

gazing at her encouragingly as she said,

"Emily, you're as beautiful as an angel and so kind. Such good genes should definitely be passed on."

"No, no!"

Emily quickly waved her hands, shaking her head like a rattle drum. Her face flushed red as she said,

"Please stop talking about this. If you keep going, I might have to run away."

Seeing this, Kumb couldn't help but laugh. He waved his hand, signaling the servants to leave the dining room.

Only the three of them remained in the dining room. Arian took Emily's hand and comforted her gently,

"Alright, alright, we're done teasing you."

Emily breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked,

"Was... was what you just said fake?"

Arian shook her head, a hint of amusement in her eyes,

"Not exactly fake, but we really haven't thought about making you marry that many husbands. We were just joking with you."

Hearing this, Emily finally relaxed completely, her tense shoulders dropping.

"But if you were willing..."

Before Arian could finish, Emily interrupted her.

"No, I'm not willing!"

Emily quickly shook her head, her attitude very firm.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll stop talking about it, alright?"

Arian quickly reassured her. She looked at Emily,

her expression gradually becoming serious,

"Emily, maybe your heart hasn't moved on from that relationship yet, but you need to give yourself a deadline.

You can't wait indefinitely.

You know, by the time the Lumaria royal line reached my generation, the bloodline had already thinned out.

Due to my health condition, I can never have children in this lifetime."

She held Emily's hand and said seriously,

"If you could get married and have children, perhaps the heir could skip over me, and you could directly become the Queen of Lumaria."

"What?"

Emily was shocked once again. She never imagined she might have the chance to become queen.

"Don't be surprised, dear child."

Arian gently stroked her hair,

"This is what your father and I both think.

Of course, we're not forcing you to get married and have children.

We just want you to know that this responsibility and right are in your hands. You can make your own decision."

Kumb also walked over to Emily's side, sat down, and tightly held Emily's other hand, his eyes full of hope,

"Arian is right, my daughter. You deserve the best men.

You can match with the best men and live the most wonderful life.

Those painful memories should be forgotten, understand?"

That night, Emily lay alone on the soft bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The "painful memories" her father mentioned—she thought about them all afternoon. Looking back carefully at that relationship, there were conflicts and regrets, but it didn't seem to have that much pain.

Having known James for so long, sweet moments actually made up most of their time together. Besides, they had even gone through life-and-death trials together. Those days of sharing hardships still warmed her heart when she thought about them.

Emily had even almost broken through her own moral boundaries for James, convincing herself countless times to fall in love with a "married man."

Looking back now, that foolish time seemed rather endearing.

Emily turned over on her side, glancing at the phone on the nightstand. The screen was pitch black, blank without any messages.

She felt a vague sense of loss. Her finger hovered above the screen, and several times she wanted to call Layla to ask about the situation in Emerald City, to ask how James was doing.

But the words reached her lips only to be swallowed back down.

She remembered the bold words she'd said when she left. If she went back now to ask about James's feelings, it would make her seem too spineless, too desperate.

Emily sighed, irritably tossing her phone to the corner of the bed. She angrily punched the mattress and shouted at the empty room,

"I don't want to think about you! Since you're so heartless and cold to me, then let's just separate! You be your duke, I'll be my queen!

If you don't call me, I'll go marry 8 husbands!

If you don't call me, I'll definitely forget you and never like you again!

Not only that, I'll marry 8 husbands and make them all my royal consorts! I'm so angry!"

After shouting all this, Emily seemed to have exhausted all her energy. Her legs went weak and she collapsed on the bed, rolling around for a while until drowsiness gradually overtook her, and she drifted off to sleep in a daze.

In her dream, she seemed to be back at the seaside in Emerald City, walking hand in hand with James against the sea breeze, the sunshine gentle, the years peaceful and beautiful...

Tyler slammed on the gas pedal. The black Bentley shot forward like an arrow on the coastal highway, the engine roaring deeply, the wheels kicking up scattered pebbles as they ground against the road surface.

In the rearview mirror, four or five black SUVs from the Lumaria royal guard were in hot pursuit, their headlights cutting through the night like blinding streaks of light, shadows that couldn't be shaken off.

He had thought that after splitting into four groups with the other teams at the airport, he could use the crowd as cover to avoid detection.

But unexpectedly, just as he drove out of the airport terminal, this guard team locked onto him precisely.

Clearly, Kumb had already set up an inescapable net to prevent anyone from the Smith family from getting close to Emily.

The original plan was to quietly infiltrate the prince's mansion, find Emily, explain the situation, and immediately take her back to Emerald City...

James's condition couldn't afford any delays.

But now the tail behind him was getting closer and closer. The guard's vehicles were even beginning to deliberately flank him from left and right, trying to force him to stop.

Tyler gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white from the pressure. He angrily slapped the steering wheel,

and the horn let out a short, piercing blast.

Louis's phone call from earlier still echoed in his ears, the urgency and heaviness in his tone making Tyler's chest feel like it was being crushed by a boulder.

Louis: This morning's joint medical consultation gave the worst possible result:

James has been diagnosed as having fallen into a deep coma, his condition much more serious than before.

Previously, although James was unconscious, when he heard familiar voices, his fingers or eyelids would still twitch slightly, proving his consciousness still had some awareness.

But now, his body has almost completely lost autonomous responses. He's completely dependent on a ventilator to breathe. Once the breathing tube is removed, he can no longer breathe on his own.

When the news reached the Frank Empire, Ruby immediately set out,

personally traveling from the Frank Empire to Emerald City, surrounding the entire hospital so tightly that not even a fly could get in or out.