The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Matthew stared at Gabriel in shock Tather, what do you mean by that?”

Gabriel paused for a moment. “You know exactly what I mean, Matthew”

“I don’t understand? Matthew shouted, his voice trembling with anger as he glared at Gabriel

Gabriel let out another heavy sigh. “It’s just an engagement. I know you’re unwilling, but Benedict doesn’t have much time left. If we don’t get the medicine soon, he won’t make it. Can you truly stand by and watch Benedict die?”

Matthew’s voice trembled as he asked. “Are you really asking me to give up my engagement to save him? When other solutions exist, must you plead Eliza?”

“What other way is there?” Gabriel’s expression darkened, his tone sharp. “Snowlotus? A century old Purple Shroom? Or that mythical Bloodshade Blossom no one’s even seen? Do you think any of those are easy to find?

“It Benedict could hold on for another week or two, I wouldn’t be this desperate! But he could die at any moment now! These medicines are the only thing keeping him alive. If we don’t get them, we’ll be preparing for his funeral instead!”

The moment those words were uttered, a heavy silence descended between Gabriel and Matthew

Matthew stood frozen in place, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, his eyes bloodshot with suppressed

emotion

Gabriel looked at Matthew’s pained expression, quilt flickering in his heart. But he had no choice.

He couldn’t abandon Benedict.

Matthew, break off your engagement with Diana. She already said she wanted to end it, didn’t she?”

Matthew’s voice cracked, his eyes brimming with tears. “No, she was just upset! She didn’t mean it. I can make it right! I can make her forgive me! But if I really break it off, she’ll never forgive me! Father, I’m begging you. Don’t make me end things with Dianal

Matthew dropped to his knees before Gabriel, tilting his head back as he pleaded desperately.

But Gabriel stood there, his expression as cold and unyielding as stone, unmoved by Matthew’s desperation.

Father Matthew’s voice trembled, panic creeping into his tone as he called out again

on Matthew’s head, ruffling his hair in a gesture so tender that, for a fleeting

blade, “Matthew, it’s not that I’m being

a thunderclap. His body froze, his

her lips. “Renee, take

take long for Renee

for Eliza and Caleb was an emerald hairpin, while the one for Diana and Matthew was

carved by Matthew himself

its original owner, along with the

as they fixated on Diana’s

breaking the skin. Blood trickled down the comer of his mouth, but he

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suddenly asked. “I need to see

to see you,

her Matthew roared, his voice raw with fury as he

sudden outburst. By the time she recovered and reached out again, she only managed to grab

her grasp Successfully unlocked!

pieces

the sound. His gaze dropped, and

hig anger boiled over, and he exploded at Renee. “How dare you

mat You hit

hoe

his feet, his face twisted with

“Matthew! Gabrieft

Henne dodged. fut

was already too late

The clap graved past her cheek,

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head mapped to the side a vivid red handprint Mooming on his cheek

glared at him getting her teeth Matthew, who do you think you are daring to