The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 362 Trash

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.

more. She quickly changed into proper

going on?” Oliver

called us over. But Cristina and William

again? When will it

to go. You have morning court tomorrow. Allan will

“Father’s going?”

“Apparently.”

to go. If he’s involved, it’s serious.”

on a simple cotton robe, so he handed her a high–collared cloak, wrapped a fur- lined scarf around her neck, and pressed a hand warmer into

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the courtyard, the shouting grew louder.

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cold stone floor. Allan and Heidi sat in their seats of authority–Allan’s face was dark with fury, while Heidi looked both horrified

face contorted with rage, ready to strike William. Margaret, usually composed, was now sobbing as she clung to Pablo, desperately trying to stop him.

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 be done with it!”

quickly intervened, stepping between them. “Father, let’s talk

Pablo’s face flushed red, and he sighed deeply. “Oliver, you have no idea what this ungrateful son of mine has

gaze and finally took in the full scene–Cristina’s clothes were disheveled, her chest partially exposed. She was shivering violently, her lips nearly

other hand, looked completely lost, his eyes flickering with pain, humiliation, and rage. When his gaze met Isolde’s, shame flashed across

kind of trash are you collecting in this life?

Cristina’s face, but she didn’t show the slightest hint of remorse. Instead, she lifted her

down with me. Now, the entire household knows that your concubine

suddenly snapped her head up and glared at Oliver,

was you,” she hissed. Her usual dignified expression twisted into

know nothing of this.”

You snakes and rats are all the same. You slither your own path- why must you

you insane?” Pablo barked, fury rising again. “Why are you blaming Oliver for this? What does this have to do with

Cristina of his own will! Why would he appear in her chambers