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

hadn't fainted-he'd been forced into a kind

guy was sweating through his forehead, tossing and turning, muttering in his sleep. and occasionally jerking like he was having

Serenity..." Matthew mumbled

mouth to call "Eliza"-but caught

lifted her eyelids, her gaze sweeping lazily toward

quickly, "That medicine you poured on Matthew... What was it? He looks like he's trapped

glanced over at Matthew, examined his condition, and replied coldly, "The kind that won't

thought, 'Won't kill him... Right. She clearly still held

Dylan could blame her-Matthew and his people really had crossed the

kill him,

toward him again, not when her attitude had just

a cage

watched her deft hands working with the herbs, and couldn't

I heard you've been studying medicine under Mary. Is

vibe wasn't totally hostile. Maybe he

medicine's a great idea. You won't have to worry

Back then, no one could hold a candle to

back, a rare smile curled

voice cut through it like ice. "Oh, really? Funny.

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learned, no matter how hard I tried, someone as

knives, aimed

on Dylan's

could he? Not only had Eliza

pretending to forget. Pretending, because it was easier

wasn't about to let him

knives she'd once taken for

one