Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

Charles was quite satisfied with Alexander's performance. Indeed, when he had first heard that Alexander was studying in the Clivia School, it was as though the wrinkles and creases of age on his face faded away. He could smile again, and the sorrow of his mother's death no longer tormented him as it once had. He had two sons, one good at literature and the other capable with martial skills. Why would he need to worry about the Chu Clan's future?

"Alexander, how are you doing in the school?" Charles asked patiently.

For a heartbeat, Alexander hesitated, as he was not used to his father showing such a pleasant demeanor. He gave Harper a glance, and when she nodded, he answered, "I am doing well, Father. Master George said that I needed be further educated in the future."

"Well, you should listen to him and study very hard. Then you will be a successful and proud young man in the future and bring glory to our family." Charles was very pleased to h

her through? Does Prince Matthew know?" Though many would think twice about speaking against Charles openly, Travis' wife couldn't help herself. Harper looked terribly pale and seemed barely conscious. Yet her father was callous enough not only to scold her for being ill, but also to do so in public!

"Thank you, lady. I'll be fine soon enough," murmured Harper, who was struggling to steady her own breathing.

But Charles was not finished and continued to fume. "Why do you put on airs and pretend to be so terribly wronged like this? People who don't know us might think I have mistreated you!"

"Father, Harper is not well. How could you speak to her like that!" That came from Alexander. Young though he was, he knew his place. All the same, he couldn't bear to see Harper being embarrassed.

Hearing this, Charles rounded on Alexander, raising a hand as though to strike him. "How dare you speak to me like that, you whelp!" he sputtered lividly.