The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 273

273.Chapter 273

Dylan held his breath against the stench as he dragged Matthew's unconscious body upright. He peeled open Matthew's eyelids, gave him a quick check, and sighed in relief. Nothing life-threatening-just passed out cold.

'Strange, Dylan thought. 'Why didn't he react at all? Could it be that Eliza deliberately avoided me?'

A flicker of hope lit up in his chest.

He clearly remembered: when Eliza had splashed the potion, she only threw it at Matthew.

'So... maybe, just maybe, she still saw me differently?' Dylan thought.

Dylan's shirt was soaked on one side, but he didn't even notice. He was too busy secretly delighting in that fragile, dangerous little hope.

Meanwhile, Eliza had long left the pocket farm and had no idea Dylan was still replaying the scene in his head. Outside, she continued her usual routines- chanting scriptures, copying sutras, meditating, and tending to her herbs. As expected, someone from the Stonor family came looking.

But they only asked the Reverend Sisters of Saint Grace Nunnery if they'd seen Matthew. When the sisters replied with a simple "no," the Stonors left quietly.

And technically, the Reverend Sisters weren't lying. After all, it was Tina who had secretly captured Matthew from Hasen City. Not even Renee, who now shared the courtyard with Eliza, had any clue what had happened.

So when the Stonor family came knocking, of course they returned empty- handed.

Eliza let them stew in the pocket farm for a full day.

It wasn't until the next night that she finally strolled back in, unhurried.

Matthew still hadn't woken up.

Dylan was sitting quietly inside the iron cage, obediently eating the meal she had brought him-plain vegetarian food, just rice and boiled greens.

Judging by how bland it was, he guessed they were probably still on Mount Westin. Only places like the Holy Cross Monastery or Saint Grace Nunnery served food this ascetic.

As he chewed, Dylan sneaked glances at Eliza, who was calmly sorting herbs just outside the cage.

Matthew-who hadn't stirred since collapsing

been forced

clearly wrong. The guy was sweating through his forehead, tossing and turning, muttering in his sleep. and occasionally

Eliza... Serenity..."

to call "Eliza"-but caught himself

her gaze sweeping lazily toward him.

cleared his throat and said quickly, "That medicine you poured on Matthew...

his condition, and replied coldly, "The kind

Right. She clearly still held

Dylan could blame her-Matthew and his people really had

Eliza said it wouldn't kill him, Dylan decided not to push it

icy toward him again, not when her attitude had just

up in a cage for

with the herbs, and couldn't help but speak up,

you've been studying medicine under Mary. Is that

the vibe wasn't totally hostile. Maybe he could keep

You won't have to worry about injuries or illnesses

capital, really. Back then, no one

flooding back, a rare smile curled on his lips. His face

cut through it like ice. "Oh, really? Funny. I remember you saying I couldn't compare to Sophie. No

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273.Chapter 273

I learned, no matter how hard I tried, someone as vicious as

deliberate-like knives, aimed straight

on

it-how could he? Not only had Eliza remembered,

to forget. Pretending, because it was easier than facing what he'd

Eliza wasn't about to let him off the

she'd once

one