Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

Chapter 594 He Is At Deaths Door

In the Pine House, the real Harper was asleep. She had been feeling drowsy and sleepy a lot in recent days. The heavy rain made her even more eager to sleep. She fell asleep after breakfast and hadn't awoken yet.

Fred and Forsythia were standing guard outside. It was a strange time, with a fake Harper in the Phoenix House, but the real Harper didn't seem to be worried at all. However, Fred and Forsythia dared not relax even the slightest bit when Harper was sleeping.

When Francis, supported by Owen, appeared in the rain, Forsythia was shocked to see him. Then she turned her head aside, as if something had come to her mind all of a sudden, pretending that she hadn't seen him. Fred didn't even raise his eyebrows from the moment he saw him. He just turned a blind eye to Francis' embarrassment and difficulty.

Francis' eyes lit up slightly at the sight of Forsythia, as if something was about to spill over his eyes. He gestured for Owen to help him enter the Pine House.

"Is Uncle Matthew here?" Francis asked in a feeble voice. He looked disheveled and out of sorts.

Forsythia simply snorted, without uttering a word in reply. Fred answered in a cold voice, "His Highness has not yet come back."

"Is Aunt Harper here?" Francis asked. Somehow, he sensed that the Pine House was not empty, and the person inside was the real Harper.

Fred was at a loss for words when he heard that, because he was a poor liar. Meanwhile, Forsythia said in anger, "Her Highness is in the Phoenix House. You have come to the wrong place."

"I have already been to the Phoenix House. The person inside is not Aunt Harper." Francis started coughing again. He coughed so viol

glare at her or withdraw his sight, he felt his eyes twitched.

Sitting on the side of the soft bed, Harper began to feel Francis' pulse. She glanced at Owen and said, "You are Francis' personal servant, but you made him like this. I think he should get rid of you,"

When Owen heard this, his eyes turned red right away. He believed that Francis would not have gone through all this suffering if Harper hadn't refused to see him.

"If Your Highness hadn't refused to see Prince Francis so stubbornly, he would not have been like this," Owen said.

"So it's all my fault?" Harper asked, looking at Owen with her meaningful eyes. "Who do you think you are? Do you have any tie with me? And who do you think I am, a pet? Do you think I'm obligated to see you whenever you want to see me?"

Owen opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything in response. Harper was right. He had forgotten that she had noble status and he could not demand her attention whenever he wanted. But still, he believed that Harper was to be blamed for making Francis wait for four hours.

"Your Highness, how is Prince Francis?" Owen just asked, since he knew he was in the wrong.

"He is at death's door."

"What?" Owen exclaimed. He became weak in the knees from shock and fright. He promptly knelt down in front of Harper. "Please, Your Highness, please save Prince Francis. He has been in poor health for many days. He even spat blood out a few days ago. He told me not to tell Your Highness about it. Please, please save him!"

Looking at Owen, with his face covered in tears and snot, Harper said in disgust, "If you don't let go of me to cure him, your master will die for sure!"