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.”

If I ever 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 side, I’d welcome it.”

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the wine jug down, inwardly taking back her carlier assumption that he

was an expert.

someone as proud as Ashley might have been moved to tears by such a

her cup.

What am I swearing to?”

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

“How could there possibly be a

that great?” Oliver’s

Isolde said simply. She downed her cup in one go, eyes glinting like liquid fire. “So good that, no matter in life or death, I will always

the rooftop, Hattie and Hazel exchanged uneasy glances.

up making some kind of

simultaneously. Time for a little intervention.

sound. A warm mist seeped through the cracks in the window.

suddenly paused. “Do you

her head. “No.”

hot. Maybe they had stoked the fire

collar open slightly to fan herself before closing one

she walked straight into

their skin met, an

her teeth. “There was something in

“Whoever spiked it deserves a

Hazel quickly fled the scene, satisfied with their work. They had assumed the wine had been drugged–framing Esme for it was perfect. Lady Isolde and Lord Oliver would never blame her.

needed to warn

they burst in

eyes widened, “y!

incense? already

Hazel were equally shocked. “But you told them to take it easy tonight!”

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drink it for

it strong?” Hattie asked,

“Let’s just hope it doesn’t interfere with their

tomorrow.”

the

heat was stifling.

was plain cotton and inexpensive, she still felt

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