All Chapters of MY DAUGHTER'S MATE: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

GODFREY'S POV. I walked out of there as fast as I could, I didn't know why I felt so scared, something was just off and I couldn't really place what it was. The sentinel led me through the hallway, heading straight to the guest room, I placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him mid-way. “The person from the North, who is it?” I asked. He shook his head. “I don't know, my Lord, it's a man, he said that it was very urgent and he couldn't wait.”My brows furrowed in curiosity wondering who that person was and what happened, has something bad happened to Georgina?I felt uneasy as my mind clouded with different unsettling thoughts, wondering if something bad might have happened. I hurried my steps and finally got to the guest room pushing the door wide open, my eyes met with Sam's. “Sam?” I called, shocked. “What are you doing here?”He stood up walked towards me and pulled me into a hug. “Shouldn't I come to see my old students?” He laughed. I forced a smile, releasing myself fr

AUTHOR'S POV. Godfrey stared at his mother in shock, his jaws dropped open, his eyes searching hers, looking for any form of deceit after finding none.He smiled, holding his mother's hands, and giving it a quick squeeze. “What did you…what did you say?” He stuttered, a bright smile appearing on his face. “Did you just say I can marry Georgina?* He asked. “Do you really approve of Georgina?” He asked again. His mother nodded tears flowing down her cheeks. “I support your relationship with Georgina,” she said again. Godfrey pulled her into a hug, he couldn't hold back his tears, as they flowed down freely falling on her shoulder. “Thank you, mother,” he cried. “Hey,” she chuckled, placing her hand on the back of her head. “You must really love her.”He nodded, releasing himself from her embrace, and slowly cleaning his tears. “I really do love her, she has been there for me…I can't imagine a world where she isn't their mother.”“Oh, look at you,” she teased. “Are you sure you are

Georgina's POVThe sun had barely risen when the messenger arrived with news that Godfrey was on his way back. My heart was filled with joy, I quickly called in all the servants giving them orders. I have to throw the biggest party for Godfrey. "Prepare the hall,” I instructed, brimming with excitement. "Decorate it with fresh flowers, and ensure a feast fit for royalty.”Joana approached me in the hall, shaking her head in disbelief. “I can't believe how a pregnant woman can be this fast,” she teased. “Love is a tricky thing,” I defended turning to another servant. “Those flowers are fresh, get fresh ones,” I barked. “Fuck, this person can't get anything right can they?”I know you are very excited about this but do not forget your health, you are pregnant, you can't be running around like this.”I placed a hand on my growing belly, a small smile playing on my lips. “I know Joana.”“Georgi, I insist, go and get some rest.” "I can’t rest, Joana. Godfrey is finally coming home,

GODFREY'S POV.The garden was quiet, the kind of quiet that felt heavy, like it pressed down on my chest. The fountain trickled softly behind me, but its sound was hollow. The bright flowers swayed gently in the wind, but even they seemed lifeless. It had been weeks since Georgina fell into her poisoned sleep, and no amount of time in this place could give me the peace I desperately needed.Every day, I came here to escape reality, my harsh grief, trying to convince myself that she would wake up. But every day, I left with the same emptiness. Today was no different.“You’re destroying yourself.” Alicia’s voice startled me. I turned to her, and she inhaled deeply and sat beside me on the stone bench, her sharp eyes scanning my face. “You’re thinner. You’re not sleeping, This isn’t how to save her, Godfrey.”I sighed, leaning forward to bury my face in my hands. “What if she doesn’t wake up, Alicia?” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “What if this is it? What if I have already lost her?”

Author’s POV.Pamela sat by the large window of her room, staring outside with empty eyes. This was no longer her room, it was her prison. Days had passed since her sentencing, she was once the proud daughter of the Queen, she was now nothing more than a disgraced woman. She was used to dishing orders to the servants, now the tables have been turned. She sighed heavily, the silence was unbearable, It was the kind of silence that reminded her of what she had lost. No visitors, no respect, no future. She had thought she could take Georgina’s place, but instead, she had lost everything.A sudden knock at the door broke the silence, and Pamela stiffened. The guards never knocked, they simply entered when necessary. Her husband was the only one allowed to see her, but he barely came.“Come in,” she said, getting up from the chair. The door creaked open, and to Pamela’s surprise, a maid walked in. “Do you need something?” Pamela asked, cleaning her sweaty hands on her ragged gown. Th