The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 425 Natasha Is Near the End

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Geoffrey’s death had been meant to be kept from Natasha. According to Isolde’s plan, it could have been easily concealed, especially since the chosen burial site was far from their residence, and Natasha was unable to walk that distance.

However, because Montlins Manor’s workers were tasked with constructing the grave, Natasha, in a rare moment of good spirits with the snow having just stopped, decided to go for a walk with Garrett.

She wasn’t able to walk much anymore; after a few steps, she had to be assisted. To do so, they needed to take the main road, and that was when they crossed paths with the workers returning from lunch.

Feeling cheerful, Natasha asked one of the young men, “Is there still work to be done up the mountain?”

Garrett, assuming Isolde had already given orders, didn’t stop her.

The boy, caught off guard, blurted out, “We’re building the grave.”

Natasha froze. “A grave?”

Garrett quickly interjected, “What grave? We’re just clearing land–next spring we’ll be planting jujube trees, remember? This boy can’t speak properly, he needs to get back to lunch.”

The young man snapped back to his senses, his face flushing with embarrassment. “Right, right, we’re clearing land.”

Natasha smiled. “Ah, I see. Go back now, hurry and eat.”

The boy quickly departed.

Natasha took a few slow steps, leaning against a jujube tree. Looking at Garrett with sadness in her eyes, she said, “It’s about time, isn’t it? I’d like to be buried here at Montlins Manor. It’s a place I love so much.”

Garrett frowned, his concern deepening. “What nonsense are you talking? No one is building a grave for you.”

Natasha gently grasped his hand, her voice soft. “When we were young, we said we’d be together until we grew old. I’ve been blessed–though it hasn’t been perfect, we walked together from youth to old age. Now, as my time approaches, the only

her with a look of resignation. “I’ve always been content, too. But why do the ties of life have to be so

sadness. “I know my end is near. These past days in the mountains, I’ve felt happiness again, almost forgetting how soon I would be gone. If I hadn’t encountered the workers preparing the grave, I might have forgotten. Now, looking back on my life, it feels like it’s over so soon.

you,” Garrett said, his voice tight with emotion. He helped

I’ll be buried. Please, take

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one won’t know where they are buried, but as long as I’m alive, I can see. Let me see it just once,” Natasha persisted, her tone firm.

avoid the truth. With a reluctant sigh, he said, “Alright, I’ll take you there, but you must promise not to

Natasha asked, her face a mix of confusion

He passed away. Snowball said he wanted to be buried with Prunella here at Montlins Manor. The workers

I know you despise him, but you can’t curse him like that.

thrown into prison. Your son–in–law, fearing for her, used his own life to expose the true

at Garrett in disbelief. “You…

true. I didn’t want to burden you with this, but now I see it’s better you

Was it after Isolde came

“Yes.”

was wrong with her. Her eyes were swollen, she’d been silent,

husband did all this for her,” Garrett said with a sad sigh.

I don’t have much time left. Why does her life have to be so hard?” Natasha’s voice cracked as she

rose in her throat, forcing her

the medicine from Sadie, she hadn’t coughed up blood. This sudden turn of events terrified Garrett. He rushed to

his heart pounding as he tried to steady himself. He had known this

against the overwhelming fear that threatened to