Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Thomas met Zoey's gaze, feeling a knot in his throat. It was a matter of a man's dignity, and he wasn't sure how to articulate his thoughts.

"Do you know everything?" Zoey asked, studying his expression.

"I can't say I know everything." He sighed deeply before asking outright, "After I left for the Southern Frontier, did she develop feelings for my cousin? Did they exchange tokens of affection?" "Tokens of affection?" Zoey wasn't aware of that detail.

Thomas stood and walked to the drawer behind his desk, pulling out an emerald pendant. "I found this under the bed where she used to sleep. It was wedged between the foot of the bed and the wall. I recognize it. It belongs to my cousin." He laughed bitterly.

"It was under her bed. She must have taken it out at night to look at as she thought about him. When did she start liking my cousin? I always thought we had a loving marriage, but it seems she was hiding someone in her heart all along. You knew about this, didn't you?" Hearing him speak like that, Zoey felt a pang of bitterness. Here was a man so pure-hearted, he couldn't even bring himself to consider the darker implications of finding that pendant. He could only imagine Viola had pulled it out during a sleepless night. He was a man who had escaped captivity and helped build a spy network-someone who had fought through hell. He should have been capable of the most meticulous and skeptical thinking about everything.

Yet, he had never once questioned Viola.

Zoey didn't dwell on the sorrow in his eyes. She took a deep breath, and laid it all out.

She said she wanted to stay at Silverstone Estate for a month. At the same time, she

also present at the residence at the time. He had gotten drunk as well, and accidentally stumbled into

him for

what she told us."

returned, she hadn't divulged the specifics either. She had just given a brief explanation of what had happened. It was only because Zoey felt

who he was. She had been feeling so lonely for so long, and the alcohol clouded her judgment. She had seen Silas' handsome face and had

mind went completely blank, and for

to be spoken boldly, or they would fester in silence

But if she weren't planning to divorce Barrett and remarry you, Iè would've never said a word. Do you know she returned to Silverstone Estate today, just like she did back then, begging

tell you-if there's no hope from your end, she won't go

with the abortion."

mouth several times, but was unable to form any words. It was as if something was lodged in his