Chapter 1811: Happy Interactions With Loved Ones
Chapter 1811: Happy Interactions with Loved Ones
"However, you must miss him a lot, don't you?" Albert sighed lightly, feeling torn between circumstances. "Fortunately, transportation is well-developed now. It's easy for him to return, and it's easy for you to come here."
"Yes," Bertie responded to them once again. "As long as the children get along well, it doesn't matter where they settle."
After taking a sip of wine, he continued, "Rowan's mother passed away many years ago, so today, I represent both father and mother. Thank you for your acceptance and support for Rowan, and for entrusting Claire to him."
Bertie was truly moved, showing no airs of royalty. He raised his glass again. "Thank you."
Albert and Violet also raised their glasses, genuinely touched. After an afternoon of conversation and communication, they felt the genuine warmth and kindness of this elderly father. Claire marrying into such a family would definitely not be wronged, so they could rest assured.
The elders clinked their glasses, enjoying their meal without formality or constraint. Instead, it felt like reuniting with old friends after many years, easy to talk to, all for the sake of the children.
Violet also said to him, "In the past, we opposed Rowan being with Claire. We felt he was too busy and wouldn't be able to take care of her, not suitable as a spouse."
"But later, through getting to know him, we realized he is truly exceptional, a rare talent. I hope Claire will also understand his profession and appreciate the hardships he faces."
All misunderstandings had been resolved, and everything was moving in a positive direction.
About twenty minutes later, a pair of car lights illuminated the area as Rowan parked the car in the yard.
After Claire and he got out of the car, they walked toward the living room. Claire still had some concerns that the situation might go awry.
Could the king communicate effectively with ordinary people? Would there be an insurmountable barrier between them?
Upon entering, she found her judgment was wrong; a harmonious scene greeted her.
The younger generation greeted the three elders, and Claire still addressed Bertie as the king.
The elders saw the young couple holding hands, and couldn't help but show smiles of blessing.
"Father, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming to Arkpool City?" Rowan was actually quite worried; his father had only recently recovered.
"I knew you were busy and didn't want to disturb you." Seeing his son, Bertie was very happy, especially with the success of today's visit. "I came today to meet Claire's parents, and everything has been settled."
"Then I'll take you to my place to see it, and you can stay with me tonight." Rowan let go of Claire's hand and glanced at her. "Let's go for a morning run tomorrow, wake up early, and I'll come to pick you up." "Okay." She was also very understanding, always composed and gracious. "See you tomorrow, and take care on the way."
Then Rowan bid farewell to the Russell family elders and left the living room with his father.
Out of politeness, everyone saw them off to the yard, watching as they got into the car and drove off into the distance.
In the lush green yard, night had fallen.
Violet turned to the girl beside her, reaching out to stroke her long hair, and said to her, "Your father-in-law is very down-to-earth, kind, and sensible. He doesn't have an air of royalty at all."
"After all, he is the king," Claire interacted with him, even though he was sick at the time, he was definitely not a confused old man. "That kind of presence is simply beyond comparison for ordinary people." "He is a father worthy of respect," Violet affirmed, feeling more and more at ease with this marriage.