Please Kill My Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 128

A spark of hope ignites. Or perhaps the seed of despair takes root.

Whatever it may be, the arrival of the Grand Duke Chellano’s messenger at this very moment could bring about a great change for Jeffrey.

And Jeffrey had not the slightest doubt that this change would be highly useful and positive for him.

A secluded cabin, about an hour’s distance from the encampment.

Though irritated that the Grand Duke’s messenger had summoned him all the way out here, Jeffrey couldn’t fault the man’s motives.

The Duke had clearly wished to avoid drawing attention—after all, he’d shown no intention of involving himself in the war from the very beginning.

Moreover, with the situation deteriorating by the day, there was even less reason for him to reveal himself openly, so Jeffrey understood why the messenger had resorted to such rudeness.

Precisely because of these circumstances, the fact that the messenger had come all the way here gave even more room for optimism.

After all, it could be interpreted as an intention to offer some form of assistance.

If the Duke had meant to deliver despair, he would have stayed silent, as he had before.

“This way?”

When his guiding aide nodded, Jeffrey gave a slight flick of his hand.

At his signal, the escort knights and soldiers he’d brought along—just in case this was a trap—stepped aside.

Taking only his most trusted knight with him, Jeffrey passed by the aide and entered the cabin, instantly wrinkling his nose at the foul stench that hit him.

It wasn’t the smell of rotting wood—it was a different kind of stink that made Jeffrey grimace.

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