Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 850

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Chapter 850

Benjamin agreed with Gregory, but stubbornly believed that Amelia first needed Rebecca’s forgiveness. He understood now that his mom’s reaction wasn’t entirely unjustified. If Amelia kept threatening to end her life, the same situation would just keep repeating.

To put a stop to it, he decided to harden his heart and ignore her.

As the temperature dropped sharply that night, the cold crept into the bones of the kneeling Amelia. She had been frozen in place for most of the day, resembling a statue, utterly still.

Tara draped a cloak over Amelia’s shoulders before going inside to persuade Rebecca. The old woman refused to budge, insisting her daughter–in–law must remain kneeling until the next day

“If I don’t punish her severely, how will she ever realize her mistake?” Rebecca said coldly.

“But it’s so cold, and Madam Amelia has already caught a chill from the water. She might end up worse off,” Tara urged.

If anyone else begs for her again,

then dismissed

her, but it had resulted in Amelia not getting

the night, Rebecca got up to use the chamber pot as usual. Tara stepped outside to fetch the spittoon. Just as she reached the door, she saw a shadow illuminated by the dim lanterns of

out a terrified

has

sight of a woman hanging from the apple tree.

Rebecca fainted from shock.

lights at Valor Estate blazed to life and everyone

body had

she had climbed the tree, then slipped the noose around her neck and let herself drop. The apple tree’s branches weren’t thick, but Amelia was too slender, so

river. Instead,

was trembling all over, sobbing uncontrollably. He wanted to rush forward to hold her one last time, but he hesitated. Just last night, he had promised to treat Amelia better. She had been alive

Chapter 850

a corpse, and death always

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