The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 349

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 349 We’re Newlyweds

A single jug of wine was hardly enough for Oliver.

Finished

He poured a cup for Isolde, then one for himself. She watched him, curious about what heartfelt words he was about to share.

“What do you plan to do about Cristina?” Oliver took a sip and asked.

After they returned, Britney had informed them of the commotion that had followed their departure. It was quite the spectacle–demands for money, threats of divorce, a full–blown melodrama.

“That’s what you wanted to talk about?” Isolde arched a brow.

“No, it just crossed my mind first. I wanted to hear your thoughts.”

“And what are yours?” She traced the rim of her cup, gazing at his handsome features.

“If it’s troublesome for you, I can deal with Arthur myself.”

“Don’t bother,” Isolde said.

“I just don’t want you to feel burdened.”

“Burdened?” She laughed lightly. “She’s not a problem.”

“I know she isn’t, but she’s an eyesore. I don’t want a concubine.”

Oliver truly loathed the idea. He could tolerate many things in life, but in this, he refused to compromise.

What kind of ridiculous situation was this?

Isolde chuckled. “Alright. If you really don’t want her here, I’ll send her away in a few days.”

“Really?” Oliver exhaled in relief.

She glanced at him sideways. “Most men would kill for a beautiful concubine. You, on the other hand, are throwing one away. You don’t know how lucky you are.”

Oliver scowled. “I don’t want her. The only woman in this world for me is you. Having you is enough–I need nothing else.”

Isolde was momentarily stunned by the sudden warmth in his words..

“What? I didn’t catch that.”

“I said,” Oliver set his cup down firmly, eyes burning with conviction, “I only want you. Even half a concubine would be too much.”

Isolde refilled his cup, a slow smile curving her lips. “Oliver, a man’s word is his bond. If you ever take a concubine or stray, I won’t forgive you.”

break my vow, I hope you haunt me even in death. Even if you return as a ghost, as long as you’re by my

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down, inwardly taking back her carlier assumption that

was an expert.

as Ashley might have been moved to tears by such a

turn.” Oliver refilled her cup. “Swear your own vow.”

What am I swearing to?”

if you ever meet a man better than me, you’ll treat him like dirt. Not even spare him a

“How could there possibly be a

Oliver’s lips quirked, his confidence

fire. “So good that, no matter

the rooftop, Hattie and Hazel exchanged uneasy glances.

went on, would they end up making some

struck them simultaneously. Time

warm mist seeped

Oliver took another sip, he suddenly paused. “Do you smell something?”

her

a little hot. Maybe they had stoked

stood, tugging her collar open slightly to fan herself before closing one of

straight into Oliver’s chest.

arms wrapped around her. The instant their skin met, an

teeth. “There was something in that

“Whoever spiked it deserves

had been drugged–framing Esme for it was

needed to

on embroidery when they burst in with

Esme’s eyes widened, “y!

love incense? already spiked the wine!”

Hattie and Hazel were equally shocked. “But you told them to take it

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from Rowena. If they drink it for three to five days, I guarantee a baby

strong?” Hattie asked,

hope it doesn’t interfere with their visit to

tomorrow.”

the northern

the heat

clothes weren’t just removed–they were torn apart. Though her nightwear was

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