Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Eliza gritted her teeth, her fists clenched tight, as each lash hit her fragile body. The pain sliced through her, cach strike leaving its mark

She braced herself, her fragile body taking each lash that came down like a thunderstorm, the sharp sting of each blow cutting through her.

Benedict loomed over her, showing no mercy as his whip cracked across her back again and again, as if trying to crush every bone in her body.

Eliza fel the pain, raw and brutal, but it paled in comparison to the deep ache in her heart.

The whip didn't break her spirit. Instead, it fueled the fire of anger and hatred burning within her.

Even if it costs me my life, I won't let Sophie and the entire Stonor family get away with this she swore silently.

By the time Benedict struck the final blow, Eliza's back was nothing but a mess of blood and flesh, her once-pure robes stained red.

Benedict stared at the blood dripping from the whip, then glanced at Eliza, who had endured every single strike without a single word or flinch, standing tall through it all.

word, he tossed the whip actions here."

plo a

servant, scowled, and said, "Think about

was gone, Eliza, her face as white as death, could no longer keep herself upright. She staggered for a moment before collapsing

the

floor, abandoned, with nothing but a bowl of cold rice and

to sit up. She didn't even spare a glance at the food. Taking advantage

a thought, she entered the pocket

the bleeding, but the moment she stepped inside, she slipped

"Ugh

open wounds, sending a sharp

She ripped off

she saw took her breath away-part of the wound on her shoulder had already started to heal. It wasn't fully closed, but the raw, bloody flesh had transformed

the spot, just to make sure she

power of this pocket farm. She hadn't expected something as simple as stream water to have such healing properties. No wonder the rare herbs

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