Chapter 167

Grace fumbled her way over, and by the moonlight streaming through the ventilation port, she could see it was a

blanket.

It was covered with a thick layer of grime, so blackened that its original color was indistinguishable, and it emitted a nauseating stench–clearly unwashed for ages.

“Urgh-”

Grace retched involuntarily.

She had already vomited several times during the day from seasickness.

Having had nothing to eat, her stomach contained only acid, and her dry heaving produced nothing.

Feeling intensely nauseated, she kicked the blanket away in disgust.

She had previously lived a life of luxury in the Blackwood household. When had she ever endured such hardship?

Even when her mother was still alive and she was just a housekeeper’s daughter, she had never suffered like this.

Grace hugged her knees and began to sob quietly.

Her soft cries were drowned out by the sound of the waves.

The winter temperature was already low, and being at sea made the nights even colder.

She shivered violently, her lips turning purplish–blue, as if all the blood in her body was about to freeze.

Finally, she picked up that filthy, stinking blanket.

To survive, Grace had no choice but to wrap herself in the foul–smelling covering.

After a bumpy journey, Grace finally arrived in Britain.

Having been adrift for several days, unable to eat or sleep properly, she had lost considerable weight. She hadn’t bathed for days and emitted a foul odor.

Even the men who came to drag her off the ship couldn’t help but feel disgusted.

“Bloody hell! She absolutely reeks!”

“Urgh-”

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obvious revulsion, untied the ropes binding her, and threw her

filthy slag. You

sharks in these

the man who tossed her in was unaware

in the water, screaming

first, the man thought she was faking it and stood on the shore laughing. “That’s it, splash around a bit more. Get properly clean. Don’t

to was Lucas, Asher’s subordinate.

ship was docked was in Southampton, with early spring temperatures hovering around

the water, her lips blue, her limbs starting to

significant amount of seawater, making breathing increasingly difficult. After struggling for a while, Grace gradually became exhausted.

cries grow feeble and her body beginning

man cursed, “Bloody hell! You actually can’t swim? For fuck’s sake, now I’ve got

weather, the man naturally didn’t want to jump into the sea to

his surroundings and spotted an orange life ring

threw it into the sea. “Grab this and pull yourself out, you dirty cow! It’s too sodding cold for

hand out

she couldn’t reach the life ring and was about to sink, the man cursed under his breath

her out, but Grace had swallowed a lot of seawater

dead, is she?”

get her cleaned up, is this really what

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mean?”

how bad she stank. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I chucked her in the sea. How was I to know she couldn’t swim? Just my bloody luck. I had to go in after her. I’m

you’re not

I

opened her

gradually returned, she swiveled her eyes to survey her

space, very similar to the room

was

the trailer of a large

were still soaking wet, but she now had a thick blanket covering her–apparently

tightly around herself, hugging her

had been utterly miserable.

no longer resembled a wealthy young lady. Even without looking in a mirror, she could guess that her current appearance was probably similar to that of a homeless beggar.

she leaned against

wet clothes were still bone–chillingly cold, making her shiver as if she were

an ice cave.

guessed the lorry was probably heading toward London.

she would likely

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