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

her hand, her voice soft and

unmoved, her expression still

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

her mouth, but her lips

the spoon to her lips. “Just one

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

want relief, just drink it. Afterward, tell me

eyes slowly focused. Her body trembled as she mustered enough strength to sit up, and she reached out

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down in large, desperate

thin porridge

the bowl and set it down, using a handkerchief

take effect. Tell me who

She truly believed the millet porridge contained arsenic and that she could finally be free. She lay back down, tears slipping down her

aback. Didn’t Karen hate the person who ruined her life? Or

mass grave,” Karen muttered, wiping away her tears. Her eyes were still empty, just as

arsenic in the porridge. We just wanted

as she sobbed uncontrollably. “Why can’t

letting her cry and offering no

arrived and instructed Alana to watch over Karen.

“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 and where it took

For her, this event is catastrophic. It’s understandable if she can’t bring

thoughtfully. “It’s possible, but there could