The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 154 A Husband–Killer

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Isolde was in an unusually good mood today. Everything seemed to go her way, even when Priscilla came over to pick a fight. She didn’t stop her; instead, she let her in.

Priscilla pointed a finger at her and scolded, “Why did you stop Pablo from saving Braden? If Braden ends up in jail, I swear I’ll tear you apart. Do you believe me?”

Isolde smiled brightly. “Priscilla, you’re really hurting my feelings, Come on, come in and sit down. Noelle, make coffee for Priscilla–it’s so hot outside, she must be thirsty”

“Stop grinning like that! Isolde, let go of me, you’re hurting my arm–ah, let go!” Priscilla screamed.

Isolde gasped. “Oh, I almost forgot about your injury. It’s not serious, right? Do you want me to call a doctor?”

She wore an expression of concern so sincere that it almost seemed like she might serve Priscilla herself.

This only startled Priscilla more. After all, she had come to pick a fight secretly, without Prudence knowing. If she caused trouble here, she’d get an earful later. Seeing Isolde act this way, she cursed under her breath and stormed off.

Isolde watched Priscilla’s hurried retreat with a sigh. “Priscilla misunderstood me,” she muttered.

Noelle, stifling a laugh, said, “What’s going on with you today? You’re getting along so well with Priscilla, she must be scared out of her wits!”

Isolde took a calm sip of coffee, occasionally brushing her hand against her sleeve pocket, feeling the paper inside. Each touch made her smile faintly.

When Geoffrey came home in the evening, he headed straight to the Pearl Tower.

Isolde was in a good mood, and her attitude toward him was unusually warm.

Geoffrey cleared his throat, sat down, and said nonchalantly, “Pablo says he’s going to the Valen family tomorrow to annul the engagement. I think we should go. What do you think?”

Isolde replied with a gentle smile, “It’s up to you.”

The simple phrase, “It’s up to you,” seemed to please Geoffrey.

“Hmm, since it concerns your reputation… Since you’ve said it’s up to me, I’ll go. You don’t need to come; I’ll take the princess with me.”

The fact that he planned to take the princess instead of any of the women in his own household clearly showed his deep distrust of Prudence, Priscilla, and Matilda.

Isolde nodded, “Alright.”

She naturally couldn’t be involved in such matters. She wouldn’t create trouble by clashing with Margaret and William in front of Pablo.

After the business was settled, Geoffrey seemed at a loss for what to talk about. He hesitated before asking, “Have you had dinner?”

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we not going out

Prudence and Priscilla have been dining

other words, if there was no excitement, she

Clark over for dinner here?” Geoffrey suggested.

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go ahead. I’ll have someone invite Clark to join me for

moment,

he left.

“Geoffrey

know,” Isolde replied indifferently, “But I don’t

a good mood and didn’t want anyone to ruin it.

check if Clark has come

coming home around the hour of the Boar

we’ll wait for him. I’m not hungry. I also want to ask

Hattie away and pulled out Oliver’s letter once more. After reading it again, she felt unusually lighthearted and, unable to contain herself, said, “I’m going to check

recover, not having stepped outside for days.

terms with things. If she could take

arrived at Wyngor Chamber, she found Faith carrying some untouched food as she

quickly bowed and greeted her.

hadn’t been touched. Clearly, Nicole

eat. She didn’t have lunch either,” Faith

the food from Faith. “I’ll take it in.”

please, don’t force her…” Faith, knowing how sharp Isolde’s words could be, quickly tried to stop her,

walked into the room, carrying the

was lying on the bed. She didn’t need to stay in bed anymore, but

days, and when she saw her now, she

swollen. Her eyes were sunken, and her lips were devoid of color. Despite the summer heat her skin was neeling and her hair was a tanøled mess—nothing like the noble voung lady of

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the Duke’s estate.

the food down on the table

“No matter how I look, no one cares.”

clicked her tongue. “Come on, cat

can’t eat,” Nicole said weakly, her voice devoid of

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anything yet either,” Isolde said