"Saoirse, if this man doesn't want to marry you, he will have to face death!"

"Father." Saoirse looked at her father with her teary eyes and said, "You taught us to be kind since we were young. You should teach us by words and deeds, but you only taught us through words, not by deeds. Father, how would I be able to obey you then?"

"Saoirse, I gave him a chance. This is the family's rule. I was willing to let him marry my most precious daughter, but he refused."

Saoirse shook her head with her voice sounding a little choked. "Father, it's up to him to make the decision. You have seen for yourself that he's currently on a sick bed, not having the ability to even get up and move. That's why you can aim your pistol at him. Stop it, Father. We aren't supposed to treat an injured person who can't move at all in such a way. How would others look at you if words get out?" Erhardt was dumbstruck by her words.

After a while, he took back his pistol. "Okay, I'll wait for him to recover then."

Erhardt then stormed off in anger.

Saoirse stared at Matthew with tears in her eyes. "William, I'll respect you for any decision you make."

After that, she ran away in tears.

Saoirse cried for three whole days, and Liselle watched her being in such a state of despair during those three days.

Liselle felt her heart aching so much.

In her eyes, Saoirse was the most beautiful and outstanding lady in the whole world, and no man could match with such a lady like her.

Yet now, although Saoirse willingly wanted to marry a man, it was the man who didn't want to.

Liselle was really furious.

She definitely wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

She had to make that man marry Saoirse. She couldn't bear seeing Saoirse being in such great despair.

On that day, Liselle sneaked out of the mansion.

She met with a man with his hair cut short.

The man gave Liselle a paper bag, and Liselle gave him a box of gold in return.

"Does it really work?" Liselle asked.

The man replied with certainty, "You can rest assured that it will work. It wasn't easy for me to get my hands on these. Just a little bit would paralyze the nerves of a person." Liselle then quietly returned to the mansion with the paper bag stuffed in her pocket.

When she arrived at the mansion, she saw Saoirse there.

Saoirse was standing there in the garden. She was absent-mindedly gazing at the flowers, and her face was pale as paper.

Liselle felt as if her heart had been pricked by needles.

sounded his refusal to marry Saoirse,

couldn't help but walk

she called

gave Liselle a glance as she forced

Saoirse, are you

sad, Liselle, I'm just worried. I'm worried that Father might do something to

"Liselle, everyone has their rights to make their own decisions. It is William's own decision." A trace of

for you. How could he actually refuse to marry you? He's simply too arrogant!" Liselle couldn't help but raise her voice. Saoirse's face changed

are not allowed to

Liselle's face was bitter.

her head. "I

say a word anymore as she continued looking at the

lower lip

to fetch a bowl of hot

to the room where Matthew

was at the door, she carefully looked around, then put the substances in the paper bag from

only had to put a little, but Liselle still

had such a malicious thought, that it was best if that drug would cause a bad side effect, and an overdose would

his eyes closed, and Liselle didn't know

gaze fell on the

with sharp features, curly eyelashes, a

an attractive

even Saoirse would fall

man's eyes

gaze made Liselle

that it was Liselle who came in, the sharpness in his

just fallen

in his sleep,

I have come to serve you a bowl

you, but I do not have

more nutritious food to get better quickly. Only

darkened

Liselle."

Liselle's hatred towards

could this man actually want to leave Saoirse so

that he

her

the hot soup over to

well enough that

bowl of soup

send my apologies to Saoirse. She is a really nice lady, a really kind and awesome lady." Liselle remained calm and

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