The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 269

Chapter 269 Not a Peaceful Death

When Harlan brought up the late–night meal, he saw Geoffrey and folde sitting in silence. He had anticipated this, so he quickly prepared the food and brought it up.

Finished

He smiled and said, “It’s hastily made and not very tasty. The noodles were leftovers from dinner Just make do with it.”

Isolde smelled the fragrance and smiled. “It’s good to have something to eat.”

Harlan had made two plates of noodles. He was about to bring one over to Geoffrey blanket and said, “No need to bring it over. I’ll come and

“Can

you get out of bed?” Harlan hurried over to support him.

but Geoffrey lifted the

“I’m fine, it’s nothing.” Geoffrey said, letting his legs dangle off the bed. Isolde glanced over and saw how thin he had become. His calves, exposed under his pants, were nothing but skin and bones

She felt a pang of discomfort.

Geoffrey seemed to notice and quickly bent down to pull his pants back over his legs. Having been bedridden for so long, he was still wearing his sleeping clothes.

When he stood up, his emaciated frame was evident beneath the loose sleeping robe. In just a month, he had lost a significant amount of weight. As he walked over, Isolde noticed that his face wasn’t pale but rather sallow. The pale appearance earlier had been due to the distant light reflecting off his face as he lay in bed, unshielded.

But in fact, his face was very sallow.

Her heart sank. She had seen such a sallow complexion before–it was Ella from the village.

Ella was seriously ill at that time, and her face was very pale. She passed away in less than a month.

Other than his injuries, was there something wrong with him?

Was he sick?

happy. “The smell of this has really whetted my

eating a little every day. You can’t even drink soup. How can your body recover? You have to eat more.”

When he saw Isolde looking at him steadily,

sip of the soup. The flavor was quite bland, al -suitable

tasteless

slowed down his eating as if waiting for Isolde or trying to prolong the meal.

the last two bites, he put down his forks and

however, finished her bowl. “If you can’t eat anymore,

a Peaceful Death

bowl, Geoffrey

shook her head. Tve had enough”

disappointed.

Finished

up forks and took another bite. But after that bite, he suddenly bent over and began vomiting violently.

“Are you eating, stop eating. Why have you been vomiting recently? This

full? Stop

Harlan’s words. She asked. “He’s been vomiting a lot

recently?”

sickness from the journey. But now that we’re settled, it’s still happening.” Harlan said, wiping Geoffrey’s mouth with a towel After vomiting, everything he had eaten came back up, and his face turned from

white.

pity. Perhaps she could arrange for him to escape to Belleview Manor.

Even if the authorities came looking, they could quickly move

when Harlan went out to wash his things, she helped Geoffrey to the bed to

him. “No, I won’t escape. I’m a military officer. Escaping would make me a deserter. I’d

it. Even if he confessed his crime to the King, there was no

smiled, “I don’t care anymore. In this life, I’ve already gained what I needed. Compared to others. I’ve been very fortunate. If the King really decides to punish me, I’ll finally

softly, his gaze distant. “I miss her terribly.”

Isolde remained silent.

Her heart ached,

a long silence, he added,

talk about her mother, Isolde instinctively sat down. After sittite realized she was on the edge

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