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.”

hesitation, Oliver drained his cup. “Good. 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

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inwardly taking back her carlier assumption that

an

Ashley might have been moved to tears by

refilled her cup. “Swear your own

am I swearing to?” Isolde

ever meet a man better than me, you’ll treat

could there possibly be a ma

great?” Oliver’s

like liquid fire. “So good that, no matter in life or death,

and Hazel

went on, would they end up making some kind of blood

Time for a

soft rustling sound. A warm mist seeped

suddenly paused. “Do you

her head.

a little hot. Maybe they had stoked the

slightly to fan herself before closing one of the vents.

she walked straight into

around her. The instant their skin met, an undeniable heat surged between them.

her teeth. “There was something in that

spiked it deserves a reward.”

the wine had been drugged–framing Esme

to warn Esme.

was working on embroidery when they burst in with

Esme’s eyes

already spiked

“But you told them to take it

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“I got it from Rowena. If they drink it for three to five days, I guarantee a baby boy. A few

Hattie asked, intrigued.

expression turned solemn. “Let’s just hope it doesn’t interfere with their visit to the natal families

tomorrow.”

Pavilion, the northern wind howled.

the heat was stifling.

clothes weren’t just removed–they were torn apart. Though her nightwear was plain cotton and inexpensive, she still felt

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