Her Majestic Battle Cry

It was Hannah who finally spoke up, saying there was no need to keep searching. Since the Whitley family denied Karen’s existence, she would be a new person, with no ties to them

anymore.

Though Carissa and Violet felt that the Whitley family was heartless, they couldn’t deny that Hannah’s words made sense. There was no use in continuing to pursue the matter–it wouldn’t change anything.

Getting revenge, even just to vent, wouldn’t solve the problem. What mattered now was getting Karen to live, to give up on the idea of ending her life, and to speak out about the person who had wronged her.

Zoey had already promised to help with counseling, and now seemed like the right time to step in.

She brought in a bowl of millet porridge and glanced at the pale and listless girl lying on the bed. She looked so exhausted yet still so beautiful, with her pale face barely hiding her

beauty.

Zoey entered without saying anything. She simply took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the young woman’s face and her hands, and then stroked her hair. novelbin

It was Karen herself who shifted and pulled away.

“Dirty,” she murmured–her first words since coming to Skye Embroidery.

She disliked herself for being dirty.

Zoey took her hand, her voice soft and comforting. “You’re not dirty, my dear.”

Karen remained unmoved, her expression still blank.

Zoey sat with her for a while before gently offering the millet porridge, speaking to her like one would to a child. “Come on, have a sip.‘

Karen didn’t open her mouth, but her lips twitched slightly.

“Open up,” Zoey coaxed, bringing the spoon to her lips. “Just one bite.”

Karen still didn’t open her mouth. She didn’t even dare to look at Zoey, avoiding her gaze as if afraid her dirtiness would taint the elegant lady.

Zoey sighed. “I know you don’t want to live anymore, so I put arsenic in the millet porridge. If you want relief, just drink it. Afterward, tell me who harmed you, and we’ll make sure they pay for what they’ve done. You can go in peace.”

At the mention of arsenic, Karen’s eyes slowly focused. Her body trembled as she mustered enough strength to sit up, and she reached out with shaky hands to take the bowl. Without

hesitation, she drank it down in large, desperate pulps.

The bowl of thin porridge was quickly emptied

Zoey took the bowl and set it down, using a handkerchief to wipe Karen’s mouth.

“The arsenic is potent. In about an hour, the polson will take effect. Tell me who did this to you, and we’ll make sure they pay for it.”

Karen was a naïve girl, and she didn’t question Zoey’s words. She truly believed the millet porridge contained arsenic and that she could finally be free. She lay back down, tears slipping down her cheeks, “If I’m going to die anyway, then let me die like this. No need to seek revenge,”

Zoey was taken aback. Didn’t Karen hate the person who ruined her life? Or was it that she didn’t trust the people in Skye Embroidery?

“I don’t want a proper burial. Just throw me into the mass grave,” Karen muttered, wiping away her tears. Her eyes were still empty, just as they had been before.

Zoey sighed softly. “Silly girl, how could we let you die? Everyone is hoping you will live. There’s no arsenic in the porridge. We just wanted to help you get revenge and to give you the strength to live on.”

Karen closed her eyes, tears rolling down again as she sobbed uncontrollably. “Why can’t you just let me die? I don’t want to live anymore.”

Zoey sat beside her, letting her cry and offering no comfort.

Later, Carissa arrived and instructed Alana to watch over Karen. Zoey stepped outside to speak with Carissa,

“Her situation might be more complicated than we thought,” Zoey said, explaining how she had tricked Karen into drinking the millet porridge. “Logically, she should hate that person more than anyone, but she’d rather die than reveal who it was. Even if she doesn’t know the person’s identity, she could at least explain what happened and where it took place. With those details, we could investigate.”

“Maybe she doesn’t want to remember? For her, this event is catastrophic. It’s understandable if she can’t bring herself to talk about it,” Leona said.

Carissa nodded thoughtfully. “It’s possible, but there could be more to it.‘

Carissa was the one who had saved Karen, pulling her off the bridge that day. When she asked who her family was so she could return her, Karen had screamed, “I have no family! I’d rather die than go back! I’d rather die away from them!”

Later, they found out that the Whitley family had abandoned Karen because they thought she was impure and wanted her to poison herself. Hence, they thought Karen was angry at her family.

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But Karen had always wanted to die, so wouldn’t taking poison give her exactly what she wanted? Why did she listen to her mom and run away?

“Maybe we should ask her mom when we get the chance,” Carissa said, looking up. mom clearly wanted her to live. Maybe she knows more.”

“Her

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