Chapter 202

The most powerful man she has ever met was kneeling in front of her—a position he swore never to be found again in his life after everything her father did to him. She was tongue-tied. The sight humbled her. The sight hurt her eyes too much.

Raising trembling hands, Danika reached for his shoulders. “Please, get up from the floor, my king. Please, get up.”

“No. I need you to forgive me, Danika,” he uttered sadly, his hand resting on her thigh.

“I forgive you,” she whispered then. “Truthfully. Wholeheartedly.”

He felt the weight of a huge burden lift from his shoulders. His eyes couldn't stop watching her, and he saw everything rage blinded had him from seeing before. How could he have thought that this woman here would give herself to that lowlife and carry his child in her? “Oh, Danika, I did you a great deal of wrong.” He placed his head on her thigh.

“No, you didn't. It's not entirely your fault. You believed what you saw. No one will blame you for t