The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 192 Fighting in the Mourning Hall

Garrett was stunned, asking, ‘Avenge

Natasha said earnestly, “Yes, you misspoke earlier. This child is clear–minded about both grudges and kindness. She remembers her mother’s death and her relatives benevolence. Just now, in front of me, she knocked her head sixteen times on the ground, crying like a tearful mess. She longs for a family but refuses to accept one that isn’t genuine. Her heart is bright.”

Garrett felt lost. “She shouldn’t be the one to take revenge.“

“She’s the most suitable to do it. Otherwise, she’ll never be able to get over it. Then, her life will be very difficult. In the end, she’ll think that she has to bear a portion of the responsibility for her mother’s death.” Natasha patted his hand. “Alright, we’re not just standing by and watching. If she needs anything, we’ll cooperate.”

“You are right!” Garrett said softly.

The courtyard arranged by the Sharp family for Isolde was very beautiful. The decoration was extremely elegant. There were trees that shaded the courtyard, and there was a small pavilion. It could be seen that this courtyard was not small.

This courtyard was where Prunella used to live.

After Prunella got married, it had been empty. Originally, it was old, but in the past few days, Patricia had ordered people to buy new furniture and put a layer of paint on the door, windows, and pillars. When Isolde entered, she could still smell the paint.

The bed was new, the bedding and mosquito nets were new, and the dressing table, cabinet, screen, and so -on were all made of excellent wood. Looking at the meticulously decorated house, Isolde was very touched.

“County Princess, take a break. Don’t think too much. Esme stepped forward.

Isolde sat down and looked at the nanny. “How is Harlan now? I want to see him.”

“Why? If he didn’t use your trust, we wouldn’t have been sent away,” Noelle said resentfully.

Esme scolded Noelle. “Don’t spout nonsense. I told you long ago that Harlan had no choice. He’s a subordinate of Geoffrey, after all. How can he not listen to Geoffrey’s orders?”

Seeing that Esme was angry. Noelle did not dare to say anything else.

Esme took a deep breath and said to Isolde, “It doesn’t matter if you see him or not. He’s unconscious.”

“What does Lady Sadie Bourbon say?” Isolde asked.

“It’s uncertain; it all depends on himself whether he wakes up or not, Esme replied.

respected Harlan and knew that he

take a look at him,” she

I’ll take you there,” Esme

indeed not good. He had been sustained

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even Harlan himself had lost the will to live.

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looked at Harlan. It had only been a few days since they last met, but he had lost a lot of weight.

and called out softly,

on the bed

softly. “I don’t blame you. Really, get

he knew you were fine,

trouble, he probably thought that I was in the carriage and thought that he

“Yes, Esme said.

dinner and chatting with Natasha for a long while, Isolde reluctantly left.

she returned to the Langley family,

at night. Monks had been invited to perform a memorial service.

As it was not time to seal the coffin, the lid was opened.

burned with anger. He picked up the broom beside him

sideways, avoiding the broom.

immediately lunged forward, ready to continue the fight.

was holding the incense burner and following the monk in the courtyard. When he saw this situation, he immediately threw the incense burner on

saw Clark coming to help. He felt that Clark’s heart was already on the side of the bastard son. In anger, he raised his broom and attacked Clark,

could only stand there

the side. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Vance’s neck with one hand, and pushed him over to Priscilla’s coffin. She pressed Vance’s head against Priscilla’s face, saying sternly, “Look closely.

up during the funeral preparation, it had been dead for several days. Apart from the corpse’s putrid smell, the makeup applied to the face began to melt slowly, with fluids seeping out, making it horrifying and

his stomach. His stomach

holding his stomach as he squatted on the ground and

like crazy.

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