"Augusta, it''s all right now!"


    Jerome Bonaparte approached Augusta''s ear in as gentle a tone as possible, and said something.


    Augusta, who had been hiding in Jerome Bonaparte''s arms at this moment, was pale. When she raised her head again, tears glistened in her eyes, and she said to Jerome Bonaparte in a slightly crying tone: " Really?"


    Looking at the terrified wife in front of him, Jerome Bonaparte felt even more guilty


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