I Killed My Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 78

Mercedes opened her eyes. Sunlight was pouring in through the window. She gazed quietly at the scene before speaking.

“Curtains… please, close them.”

Her voice, cracked from lack of water, scattered uselessly.

“Oh. Lady Mercedes, you’re awake?”

“Would you like to sleep more? You must get up and eat. Let me give you a sip of water.”

“No—wrong. Just… a little longer… I want to sleep… Londa. Patricia.”

“Yes… I understand.”

Londa and Patricia lowered their brows, nodded, and drew the curtains shut. Darkness returned. The maids sighed silently as they watched Mercedes, then allowed a faint glimmer of light to slip through the curtain’s edge as they went about their duties.

How much time had passed since that day? Mercedes had stopped counting the days, lost in darkness.

Lately, Londa and Patricia had stayed always in her room, not the adjacent one. Outside the door, knights seemed to stand guard.

Moreover, a physician had come to examine the wound on her palm, inflicted by the dagger.

‘What is that man… truly trying to do?’

The feel of the dagger clutched that night was still vividly alive.

It was as if she were being watched, prevented from dying.

Ah, Leopold had come once. He looked startled upon seeing her, yet relayed news of what had become of the Count of Shaym.

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