The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 362

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

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Midnight had barely passed when the incessant pounding on the door jolted Isolde awake.

Oliver stirred beside her, his voice laced with irritation. “What the hell is going on tonight? Is no one allowed to sleep?”

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After the exhausting battles carlier, they had barely managed to fall asleep before this relentless knocking shattered the silence.

“Something has happened,” came Ee’s voice from outside.

Isolde threw on a robe and rushed to the door. Esme rarely disturbed her rest unless the matter was serious. If she had come personally, then things had taken a turn for the worse.

Could it be Cristina again? Had she attempted suicide?

Is she dead?

Isolde’s mind raced as she pulled the door open. Esme peeked in and whispered, “Get dressed. You need to come to Lamherd Chamber.”

“Did something happen to Heidi?” Isolde asked in alarm.

Lamherd Chamber was Lady Heidi’s residence. Allan had no other concubines, so if something had reached him there, it had to be serious.

“It’s not Heidi. But someone was taken there. Pablo and Margaret are there too.”

“Cristina?” Isolde guessed.

“More precisely–Cristina and William,” Esme corrected.

ask more. She quickly changed into proper

on?” Oliver sat up groggily.

us over. But Cristina and William

annoyed. “This again? When will it end?”

have morning court tomorrow.

“Father’s going?”

“Apparently.”

involved, it’s

high–collared cloak, wrapped a fur- lined scarf around her neck, and pressed a hand warmer into her palm before they stepped out.

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the courtyard, the

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kneeling on the cold stone floor. Allan and Heidi sat in their seats of

contorted with rage, ready to strike William. Margaret, usually composed, was now sobbing

roared, shoving Margaret aside. “This is the fine son you’ve raised! He has committed an unspeakable disgrace! Tonight, I will beat him to death and

them.

no idea what this ungrateful son of mine has done. He has wronged

full scene–Cristina’s clothes were disheveled, her chest partially

lost, his eyes flickering with pain, humiliation, and rage. When his gaze met Isolde’s, shame flashed across his face before he

trash are you

flicked over Cristina’s face, but she didn’t show the slightest hint

Now, the entire household knows that

suddenly snapped her head up and glared at Oliver, her eyes

twisted into one of rage and accusation. “This is your

“I know

“Nothing? You snakes and rats are all the same. You slither your own path- why must you ruin William in the process?”

again. “Why are you blaming Oliver for this? What does this have to do with him? Your son was the one who acted

touch a woman like Cristina of his own will! Why would he appear in her chambers unless Oliver orchestrated it?” Margaret snapped back. “Tell me, Oliver, did you drug him? Did you set him

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