The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 361 The Foolish Woman

The scent of agarwood filled the room, soothing and calming the senses.

Oliver had always been fond of agarwood–it brought him peace,

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“Sit down.” Cristina sat in her chair, lifting her gaze to him. Her expression was a mix of resentment and cold indifference.

“No need,” Oliver replied coolly, “I heard you wanted to see me. Get to the point

“Killing a man is one thing, but do you have to be so cruel? Cristina’s voice was icy.

“And what makes you say that?” Oliver asked.

She rose gracefully, walking toward him with slow, deliberate steps. The hem of her dress swept across the pristine floor, resembling a golden fish gliding through still waters.

The scent of his body–subtle yet distinct–drifted into her senses at this close distance. She inhaled it, her heart twisting with pain. This man should have been hers.

“Fate bound us in this life because of debts from the last. Though we never wed, our destinies are still entangled. There are no tigers or wolves here–are you truly so wary of me that you won’t even sit down? Or…” Her voice sharpened. “Was everything Isolde did today your doing? Did you find satisfaction in your revenge?”

Oliver had no patience for pointless arguments over seating arrangements. He sat down, his expression impassive. “Fine. Talk.”

Cristina studied his face. “You haven’t answered me yet. Do you even know what Isolde did to me today?”

“I do.”

“And it was your order?”

“More or less.”

“I don’t believe you.” Cristina’s eyes turned sharp.

Oliver let out a faint chuckle. “Believe what you want. It’s the truth.”

Cristina gasped, her expression filled with disbelief. “You… You’ve forgotten me so easily?”

feelings for you in the first

up. “We were supposed to

a few times, and the engagement was arranged. Had we married, perhaps feelings would have grown in time. But since that never happened, there is nothing to speak of. What’s so strange

had been nothing but

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warmth spread through her body. She gazed at Oliver, eyes shimmering, suppressing the unwillingness in her heart. “Let me ask you one thing if I am willing

slowly, “I will never

felt her heart shatter. “Why?

“Yes.”

I don’t?” Cristina suddenly lost control, screaming. “How is

no need for comparisons. I think she is, and that’s

this much. What more do you want? I’m willing to be a concubine, to endure humiliation, and you–you’re still holding this against

hate you. I simply cannot keep you here. She is enough for me. You don’t need to lower yourself. If you leave the Valen family, you can

he turned to

up. She lunged forward and wrapped her arms around him from behind, sobbing. “If you don’t hate me, then look at me properly–just

a searing heat rush through him. A brief

her arms away and looked at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy with desire. A frown crept onto his face. His gaze shifted to the incense burner, smoke curling in the

and shut again in an instant. He glanced back–Mell and

closer, her lips parting to kiss him. Oliver lifted a hand, blocking her face, his voice low and firm. “You don’t have to

again, her lips seeking his, but Oliver pushed her away. He turned, strode

onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

You want me gone? Fine! But I won’t let you have your happiness either!” she wailed, pounding

rushed in to help her up

yet he was completely unaffected. Maybe… we should give up and leave,” Mell

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feverish with desire. Through clenched teeth, she ordered, “Go.

answered, seeing her mistress’s current state and knowing there was