"Maybe then you'll remember me and confess you're my wife!" He repeated the lyrics in his heart, and he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Calamity finished the song, and she felt sad.
Just at this moment, he was lying in bed, while she was on the couch, they stayed up all night, and never spoke again.
Simon arrived early the next morning. He examined Williams's wound and said, "Don't get out of bed for the time being, or the wound will be difficult to heal."
Williams said indifferently: "After healing this wound, another one will always come."
Calamity heard that and didn't speak, but raised her eyebrows slightly.
Simon shook his head. "The King has sent someone to ask about you. If you don't get well as soon as possible, the King and Queen should be worried again."
Williams looked at Simon and asked, "You already knew her identity, didn't you?"