The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 389 The Collapse

Feished

Oliver held onto Isolde, practically carrying her into the carriage. As the driver set the wheels into motion, she leaned against him, her breath shallow, yet the pain seeped into her very bones, creeping through her body like a slow, consuming poison.

For a long while, she said nothing. Then, Imally, a single sentence left her lips, barely above a whisper. “Wasn’t there supposed to be another month?”

Oliver tightened his hold on her, his voice breaking. “It wasn’t your grandmother… It was your father. He he took his own life to expose the truth”

A numbing cold washed over Isolde. She did not speak. She did not cry. She did not even breathe.

Oliver gripped her tightly, rubbing warmth into her frozen skin. “He was at peace when he left. He said… he had long awaited this end.

His hands brushed her cheeks, her eyes–dry, lifeless.

Letting her go, he grasped her shoulders, searching her face. “Isolde, if you’re in pain, cry. Let it out.

Her expression twisted into something unreadable. “Why should I be in pain? Everyone knows I hated him. Why should I grieve?”

“Don’t do this,” Oliver whispered, his heart aching. “Keeping it inside will only hurt you more.”

“I’m not sad.” She sat up straighter, pressing a hand to her chest. This… was the best ending for him.”

But something was wrong. A tightness coiled in her lungs, and no matter how deeply she inhaled, she couldn’t fill them. Darkness edged her vision.

She gasped, but the air refused to reach her. Then, without warning, her body went limp, collapsing forward.

Oliver caught her just in time. “Isolde! Isolde!”

Her eyelids fluttered open, and she forced a fragile smile. I’m fine… perhaps the dampness of the cell got to

me.”

smile, but the words that escaped her lips sounded foreign, as if spoken by someone

orphans now. No father, no mother.”

still have me. You will always

eyes wide with distress. “I know I should… but I

trickle of blood at the corner of her lips. He ripped open the carriage curtain, shouting. “To the Bourbon estate, now!”

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a halt at the Bourbon estate, Oliver was already

he shouted desperately

and folde’s unconscious form, Johmathan’s voice turned grave. “Take

a room. Bring

onto the bed, Rosemary turned to Oliver. “What happened?

stroked Isolde’s ashen face.

with sorrow. “He

his mother is a crime in itself, even if justice was served. And to accuse a deceased parent… it was an unthinkable dishonor. But no, he

hand.

wrist. But the moment she

stomach twisted. “What

“Her pulse is chaotic–severe toxin in her blood. Taint of

urgently, “Mother, go to the palace.

face paled. “Is it that

was firm.

clenched his fists. “I’ll go. I’ll get it faster.”

turned, she stopped him. “One more thing–if the

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“Estranogen? That poison? Why?”

chest tightened. “Why would she need that?”