Bringing My Wife Back

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ituation. There were no tears in her eyes-only a quiet composure that starkly contrasted with Helena's gro

mbled slightly. "What exactly happ

how to respond. Her delicate face looked exhausted. Even with a bitter smile o

, Helena. Even I don't know why

you must not

ena... I just w

Your G

tone calm yet chastising. "I am not worthy of that title an

never opened up easily, and for the first time, she saw a fragile side of the wom

fer comfort, but she held back, ma

g bigger must be at play," Helena said gently

pair. "Enough, Helena. I will not beg for sym

ppened between them? How did their marriage turn into this? Beneath

uth," Helena said with quiet determination. "But please, do not s

tubborn,

ightly, looking a

vorce papers tightly, she turned toward the open wind

ve me... but I cannot accept this," she said firmly, her emotions i

uestions. Atthy's decisions were becoming increasingly difficult to understand, an

oward the dining hall, expecting to find Hugh

vant who was clearing

lunch today?" Helena ask

vant replied hesitantly. "I heard he c

d, her eyes widening. "And Si

d. "Sir Gusev might be in his office, as

er growing frustration in check. She recalled

hank you," sh

ave, the servant he

my apologies... ther

w?" Helena ask

e?" the servant asked worriedly.

itation. "Call the Duchess's personal maid

, her mind swirling with questions. Each step f

to knock and stormed insid

What do you thin

the point. "What was the meaning of th

ned. "You mean the divor

ou kn

. I was the one wh

n them? What is the real r

ern, Lady Whitmore. W

my care. I have to k

nterrupted by a shar

Gusev, is Lady W

ree breathless maids entered,

ind Her Grac

saw her leaving thr

wyn exclaimed in uniso

ckened, her worry morp

you only tellin

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t hesitate to act. Most of her time was spent indoors, enjoying the solitude while bearing her responsibilities. This had surprised the manor's residents, who had ini

fferent truth. Atthy carried herself with dignity, showing intelligence and an unexpected sense of calm. Yet, one thing truly st

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do you

embling with barely contained fury. His sharp eyes

..." one of the servants stammered, his face ashen. "But one

Before he could say another wor

e commande

n hesitantly, his face

the new guard?" Alw

gate... The Duchess asked me to deliver this to you..."

lena in the room. "Lady Whitmore, the

a suspicious expression. "Why

ss only said that His Grace already knew

lena's voice rose, her g

ady gone..." he a

whom?!" Helena nea

not tell me anything..

ads, afraid to make a sound. The young guard looked like

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he table, scattering the papers a

t. As long as your lord leaves me

utting sentences accompanied the

ixed on Alwyn, who stood rigid, his fa

." the guard m

recommended you?" His voice was lower now, b

y following ord

ss could bring disaster! Did you not think twice

ing. But before he could say another word, Alwyn ra

ards! Find the Duc

room, leaving behind an at

hed the paper tightly. Her fingers trembled a

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Hel

dearly. Thank you for everything. Forgive me for

-I love them dearly. It is a pity

hem, for they were never to my taste. The same goes for Stella, Bela, and Rosa. The

t them to you. Please, ask your lord to continue their wa

without warning. But I know you-you would

to your lord, and

early. You are li

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lence fill

heir heads, while Alwyn stared at the table with a dark expression. Hi

the door b

ies, I'

ly, carrying her medical bag. "I was called to

ensing the change in th

a shaken Helena, and Alwyn standing r

ened?" Sarah

made Sarah straighten her back instinctively. "This is not the time for questions.

wed hard. "W

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s bowed head. She struggled to move, her legs sinking i

ped around her frail body. Her breath came in ragged gasps, mixing wi

in despair, her steps growing heavier as

the roads traveled by carriages, but now, they all looked the same-lost beneath the endless blanket of snow. T

orld into a vast, white labyrinth. Her body, once accustomed to the searing heat of deserts and sprawling

. The sharp pain in her fingers had given way to numbness. When she could no longer take an

ched. Her eyes, distant and empty, reflected a life unraveling before her. From the granddaughter of a modest

nes. The warmth of the manor, the loyal maids who once attended to

faded into nothingness. She knew what was happening-hypothermia. H

loving father, the laughter of her younger siblings in the golden

ercing eyes, an imposing presence, a voice that sp

.." she whispered we

le longing. Was this the end? Would she die alone in this for

proached from the distance. Something was comi

surrendering to whate

, shattering the eerie si

murmured weakly, before ev

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