Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1078

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Chapter 1078

Chapter 1078

It was Hannah who finally spoke up, saying there was no need to keep searching. Since the Whitley family denied Karen’s existence, she would be a new person, with no ties to them

anymore.

Though Carissa and Violet felt that the Whitley family was heartless, they couldn’t deny that Hannah’s words made sense. There was no use in continuing to pursue the matter–it wouldn’t change anything.

Getting revenge, even just to vent, wouldn’t solve the problem. What mattered now was getting Karen to live, to give up on the idea of ending her life, and to speak out about the person who had wronged her.

Zoey had already promised to help with counseling, and now seemed like the right time to step in.

She brought in a bowl of millet porridge and glanced at the pale and listless girl lying on the bed. She looked so exhausted yet still so beautiful, with her pale face barely hiding her

beauty.

Zoey entered without saying anything. She simply took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the young woman’s face and her hands, and then stroked her hair.

It was Karen herself who shifted and pulled away.

“Dirty,” she murmured–her first words since coming to Skye Embroidery.

herself for

her hand, her voice soft and

her expression

with her for a while before gently offering the millet porridge, speaking

her mouth, but

coaxed, bringing the spoon to her

mouth. She didn’t even dare to look at Zoey, avoiding her gaze as if afraid her

put arsenic in the millet porridge. If you want relief, just drink it. Afterward,

Her body trembled as she mustered enough strength to sit up, and she reached out

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she drank it down in

bowl of thin porridge

took the bowl and set it down, using

hour, the polson will take effect. Tell me who did this to you, and we’ll make

she could finally be free. She lay back down, tears slipping down her cheeks, “If I’m going to die anyway, then let me

Karen hate the person who ruined her life? Or was it that she

don’t want a proper burial. Just throw me into the mass grave,” Karen muttered, wiping away her

There’s no arsenic in the porridge. We just wanted to

down again as she sobbed uncontrollably. “Why can’t you just let me die? I don’t

her cry and

Alana to watch over Karen. Zoey stepped outside to speak

situation might be more complicated than we thought,” Zoey said, explaining how she had tricked Karen into drinking the millet porridge. “Logically, she should hate that person more than anyone, but she’d rather die than reveal who it was. Even if she doesn’t know the person’s identity, she could at least explain what happened

It’s understandable if she can’t bring herself to talk

possible, but there could be more to