Chapter 121. I’ll Find Her No Matter What

Hermes POV

“What do you mean Natalya and I are getting engaged?”

The words fly out before I can stop them, echoing through the sterile hospital room. My voice bounces off the walls, sharp, raw — like the disbelief clawing at my throat.

My father doesn’t flinch. He just sits there, looking infuriatingly calm — dressed in a clean hospital gown, his posture straight for the first time in months. His recovery is a miracle, they said.

A miracle that feels more like punishment right now.

Lucien exhales, his tone steady, almost businesslike. “Son, there’s no time to argue. You’ve been in power for months, and yet you’ve done nothing decisive.”

My jaw tightens. “Nothing decisive?” I echo, disbelief dripping from every word. “I’ve cleaned half the mess that scandal caused—”

He cuts me off with a sharp look. “You’ve been cleaning, yes. But not leading. There’s a difference.”

I feel my pulse spike. The monitors behind him beep steadily, a