The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 338

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 338 Tomorrow Will Be Different

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Oliver and Isolde made their way back, while Hattic gritted her teeth and hissed, “Lady Isolde, you should have dealt with Agnes tonight!”

“Absolutely! She was utterly insufferable. Stirring up trouble on purpose,” Hazel added indignantly.

Isolde waved a hand dismissively. “I have no interest in making a fuss tonight. Besides, I won’t need to lift a finger–someone else will take care of her.”

“Who?” Hattie asked curiously.

Isolde smiled and glanced at Oliver.

Oliver, always perceptive, replied, “Margaret, of course.”

“Margaret? But isn’t she on the same side as Agnes?” Hattie frowned.

Esme, trailing behind, scoffed. “Margaret would never stoop so low. This kind of petty, childish ploy? Hardly her style.”

Isolde chuckled. “Esme is right. Besides, no one knows Allan better than Margaret. He may be eccentric, but he is also a reasonable man. Tonight’s incident was baseless–just a few logical counterpoints, and their argument collapses entirely. There’s no way Allan would side with them.”

“Then why did Allan call you all over tonight?” Hazel questioned.

“To Allan, as long as I agreed, it would have been a harmless matter–one that would keep Cristina from making a scene and spare him further trouble. And given that Cristina’s father is one of his protégés, he had to consider the political implications. If everything could be resolved smoothly, that would be ideal. But since I refused, Allan naturally wouldn’t press the issue.”

Understanding dawned on Hattie an

Hazel. Hattie sighed, “Good thing Allan is a reasonable man, or else

you could have forgotten about your wedding night.”

Oliver’s brows arched slightly, his gaze

darkening.

Back at Ningser Pavilion, he ushered Isolde inside before pulling Hattie and Hazel aside. His tone was serious. “You two will stand guard tonight. No one is to disturb us. No one.”

Hattie smirked. “Understood.”

“And if Cristina attempts

still alive,

all we needed to hear.” Hattie and Hazel patted

short nod before turning and stepping into the room, shutting the door behind him.

looked up as he entered. “What did you

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without another word, he swept her

and laid her down. Isolde looked up at

of the bed, Oliver traced a hand along her check. “Isolde, after everything that happened tonight,

Isolde’s face turned crimson, her

head, capturing

her, his lips tracing from her mouth to her neck, behind her ear. Like a gust of wind, his sleeve flicked, his foot nudged, and the bed canopy

Breaths

with the soft rustle

wedding candle burned low, wax encasing the wick, crackling softly as it neared its

flame died, Isolde gasped and shot up. “The

dark is

tradition! If it goes out,

fresh candles and relit

from century–old elmwood, was wide and sturdy, its four posts as thick as a person’s

swayed, the bed wobbled

sharp

wrong?” Isolde asked in

your knee… hit my

alright?” Isolde winced in regret. “I was

a moment.” Oliver

reached out to massage

then suddenly flipped her beneath him, tugging her down. “I’m afraid my waist is out

leaned in and whispered

flashed with

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