The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

hapter 329

Nolan had personally come to escort Eliza. As always, Eliza rode

e in the carriage while he followed on horseback.

The ride to the nunnery had been quick, but the return was deliberately slow and relaxed.

Nolan kept his horse at a steady pace, trailing alongside the carriage, which wasn’t moving particularly fast.

With a slight turn of his head, Nolan could catch glimpses of Eliza through the carriage window. The breeze occasionally lifted the curtain, revealing her chatting and laughing with Renee.

Nolan’s gaze lingered on her delicate face before he suddenly spoke. “There’s a hand warmer in there. Take it out to warm your hands. You don’t want to catch a cold.”

Upon hearing that, Eliza searched the carriage and quickly found the hand warmers Nolan mentioned.

There were two of them.

One was small and exquisitely crafted, fitting perfectly in Eliza’s hands. It was clear this one had been prepared just for Eliza.

The other was placed near Renee’s seat. Though not as refined, it was just as warm to the touch. Renee couldn’t help but smile, realizing Nolan had thoughtfully included her while preparing for Eliza.

overwhelmed by the unexpected attention.

Nolan does care about Holy Lady, Renee blurted out without thinking. “He even considered someone

that she realized

quickly clamped her hand over her

to say everything out loud?‘ thought Rence.

the carriage, paused briefly at Renee’s words but

all, Nolan had quite a lot of such thoughtful gestures like this in

were moments when Eliza couldn’t help but wonder. But after thinking it through, she always dismissed

had taken vows, after all.

had personally escorted her to

as a

understood it as well. He

thought was even

Lady. Her status as a min enabled her to break away from the

was her shield and her weapon, enabling her to pursue her revenge against the Duke’s estate. She needed the identity to remain unlakable. She couldn’t afford to look

after she had trampled everyone under her feet mercilessly and

all of this

find closure, retreating to a life of solitude and prayer, ending