The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 149 You Have to Apologize

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Margaret was filled with regret, her face contorting in sorrow as she muttered, “This is my fault. I shouldn’t have doubted Matilda.”

Pablo looked at her with disappointment. “You and I have been married for many years. I always thought, in your heart, my life came first. Isolde saved mine; she is my benefactor, and I thought you would see her as such. I guess I was wrong.”

Margaret froze for a moment. His anger was typically swift and fiery, but it always faded just as quickly. However, these cold words, the weight of his disillusionment–she had never heard him speak like this before.

“I never meant that,” she said hastily, trying to salvage the situation. “I just thought there were other ways to repay a favor. I didn’t think it necessary to marry her. “I don’t look down on her; it’s just that she’s been free- spirited in the estate, and I feared the rules of the Valen family might be too much for her. I worried it would burden her.”

Pablo’s voice turned stern. “The rules are made by people. If she wanted freedom, she wouldn’t have to follow them. Do you think after all my years of military achievements, I can’t offer her the kind of life she desires in my household? If anyone looks down on her, I’ll sever ties with them.”

Agnes sneered. “Father, you speak as if Isolde saved you, but if she hadn’t been there, you would have been fine. How can you trade your military service for her freedom? And then, you say you don’t care about what people think? “Even if you gave her all the freedom in the world, she could never handle it. And don’t forget, she’s not your daughter–your true heirs are me and William. Would you trade your military service for our peace and freedom?”

Pablo’s eyes flashed with fury as he glared at William, still unconscious. “You two–if your hearts were pure and your conduct upright, what would stop you from living freely?”

He turned to Margaret and said sharply, “Prepare yourself. Tomorrow, take this ungrateful son to Duke’s estate to apologize.”

Margaret fell silent, unwilling to go. The events had unfolded far beyond her control. She hadn’t planned for any of this, and now, there was a sense of betrayal simmering within her. How had it all gotten so out of hand? Who had leaked the news in the palace that disrupted her plans?

“Mother, what should we do?” Agnes pulled Margaret aside, speaking urgently. “Should we really go to apologize?”

Margaret felt utterly lost. For years, she had controlled every situation, no matter how chaotic. She could fix anything, even the most complicated mess. But now, she had no idea what to do.

The words Pablo had spoken when he first married her rang in her ears. He had promised that no matter what mistakes she made, he would never divorce her. But if he lost faith in her, if the distance grew between them, what would be the difference between that and a divorce?

to Agnes slowly and said, “Agnes, tomorrow, you’ll go with

scowled. “I’m not going. Besides, even if I wanted to, Father would insist you go.”

her protest. “I’ll find a way to avoid going. This is settled. Tomorrow, you go.”

walked over to where William was being

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counted them, each strike feeling like it pierced

welled in her eyes, but her

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least of their problems. If Pablo insisted that William marry Isolde, once she entered their home, where would Margaret stand? Would

cried out, wincing with pain as

wounds.

damaged, we need

flesh tore, the blood splattered. The pain was unbearable for William,

under the excruciating pain that seemed to spread through his entire body. He could taste the blood in his mouth, and the stench

when he spoke so rudely to the doctor. “A man

left, clenched his fists and endured the pain, though tears

and headed back to her room, only to learn that Pablo was already in the study. She sighed deeply. After years of marriage, tonight should have been a

find some relief. That night, however, the pain in her abdomen worsened. By morning, she

sent a servant to call her, the maid reported that Margaret

Margaret, whose face was ashen and lips pale. His tone was cold and indifferent as he said, “Since you’re sick, rest well. Once you’re better, you’ll still have to go and apologize. Unless you plan to lie in this

glance or offer any

was always decisive in his

today, even if the whole family was sick or injured,

asked her to apologize to Isolde, she quickly made ar