The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 423 Snow Falls Again

With the coffin sealed, Isolde said softly, “Father, Mother, we’re going home.”

Clark, his head spinning from the injury, added, “Father, Mother, we’ll take you home.”

As he tried to stand, his body swayed, almost tipping over.

Isolde steadied him. “Are you alright?”

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“I’m fine,” Clark replied, though the words barely comforted him. He felt an immense pain in his chest as he looked at his parents‘ bodies. Just moments ago, they had endured a heartbreaking farce–one that tore his heart to shreds.

He stood there, seething with frustration and suffocating under the weight of injustice and sorrow. Suddenly, he broke down and began to sob uncontrollably.

Isolde, heåring him say he was fine, had intended to call for help. But she was taken aback when his sobs

rang out.

Seeing him lose control, her heart twisted, and the tears she had managed to hold back began to fall. She didn’t try to comfort him, letting him cry as he needed.

Hattie and Hazel exchanged a glance, their hearts heavy, and quietly left the tent.

Meanwhile, Anthony had taken matters into his own hands with Vance, delivering a swift beating. Vance, lying on the ground, slowly curled up, muttering curses, too scared to shout loudly for fear Anthony might strike again.

Hattie and Hazel moved forward, each landing a punch to his stomach. The pain made Vance curl into himself, screaming, “Help! They’re going to kill me!”

“We wouldn’t dirty our hands with you. How could Geoffrey have a brother like you?” Hattie spat angrily.

Vance continued to shout, “You bastards! They’re going to kill your father, and you’re just standing there? Aren’t you going to help him?”

“Should we ask Geoffrey to come help you?” Anthony sneered, delivering another slap.

Vance flinched at the mention of Geoffrey and the fear from earlier made him grow quiet.

slowly rose, groaning, limping

wasn’t

wanted to kill him, but I had

always thought you were the hotheaded one,

glance. “Things are different now. We’re

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had him,” Isolde gestured toward the coffin. “And because

than a hundred readings of the classics. You’re right. There’s nothing to regret. I had a

feet.

me. The money I could give him, but not the

him take it for now, and we’ll

me, how could I ever protect

paused, struck by the tenderness in his words. This seemingly cold, pragmatic Clark was, in

you care

voice tinged with doubt. “Honestly, I don’t understand why Sadie chose me. I’m not special. I’m just a bookish fool.”

Sadie likes fools,” Isolde smiled.

“You can’t ever say something nice,

you–just leave it at that.”

really think Sadie likes me?” Clark asked, somewhat shyly. He had always avoided talking about feelings, but

worry about her family or status or

a rueful smile,

him, surprised. “Why would

believe I could have

a pang of sorrow. She understood all too well–the doubt, the fear that happiness could be fleeting. She had felt the same way when she first found

knew that when someone becomes suspicious of unexpected happiness, it often means they’ve suffered too

the authorities, looking grim. “Hassan has handled things. Riley is cleared of charges, but anyone from the Langley family who spoke out in the church will face charges for insulting Geoffrey’s reputation.”

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