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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.

talking! Close the door. If anyone else begs for her again, she’ll kneel again tomorrow!” Rebecca snapped, her voice low and filled

she snuck out again to add another layer to Amelia’s clothing, then dismissed the other maids. She returned to sit with Rebecca, who had been known to wake several times a

it had resulted

to fetch the spittoon. Just as she reached the door, she saw a shadow illuminated by the dim lanterns of the corridor, hanging from a tree

out

Amelia has

a woman

Rebecca fainted from shock.

Valor Estate blazed to life and everyone

body had already

used a frayed rope she found discarded in a corner of the yard, hanging it from the apple tree. There was nothing to stand on below, making it clear she had climbed the tree, then slipped the noose around her neck and let herself

in the rushing river. Instead, she hanged herself in front

sobbing uncontrollably. He wanted to rush forward to hold her one last time, but he hesitated. Just last night,

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just a corpse, and death always brought a