Chapter 14: The Fury of A Patient Woman

Chapter 14: The Fury of A Patient Woman

"Young lady, I have heard weird rumors about the madam," Milith lowered her voice as she was serving her tea. "It seems that the madam wanted to dine with the Duke and he refused to see her. He even refused to talk to her or even greet her. Do you think he is not aware that we are from the Lux Family?"

Rosalind's lips twitched.

The Duke was purposely doing it because he can, and he had no qualms in showing it to Victoria.

"Aren't we going to arrive in the capital soon?" she asked.

"Yes, in a few hours."

Rosalind nodded. Since she kept on crying, Victoria chose to avoid her. First, she told her she was tired, then her head maid, Grace, told her that Victoria had gotten sick because of traveling. She knew that the woman just wanted to avoid her and she was fine with that.

In fact, she preferred it that way.

"Good," said Rosalind. In a few hours, she would soon see Dorothy and the rest of her family. She didn't know how she felt right now, but one thing was for sure, her blood was boiling.

And not with excitement.

"I also heard something " Milith hesitated for a few seconds until Rosalind nodded, giving Milith permission to speak her mind. "The soldiers have been talking about it since the Duke and his people joined us. It seems that they have the impression that the young lady had been asking about the Duke."

That was quick, she thought inwardly. It seems that Victoria really wanted her to marry the Duke. She couldn't help but wonder why.

"Young lady, you might not know this but this is enough to ruin your reputation. People will think that the young lady is showing interest in the Duke and if the crown hears about this, they wouldforce you to Young lady that Duke was very well known for killing his bride. If Victoria is going to continue spreading those rumors..." Milith lowered her voice when she spoke the latter part of her sentence. It was as if talking about it could summon ghosts and other types of evil.

"Let it be, Milith," Rosalind smiled. She recalled the Duke telling her that they caught the messenger. This might mean that the Duke was actually the one who was spreading those rumors.

It seems that he just wanted to make sure that the business transaction will happen in the future.

"Tell me about the other things that you heard," Rosalind said.

Just as she heard an announcement of their arrival, she closed her eyes and composed herself.

Her eyes were already full of tears, ready to fall at any given moment when she opened them.

Seeing this, Milith gasped before she started rubbing her eyes as if she had been crying too.

Smart, Rosalind thought.

The carriage door was opened and Milith immediately got out. She will be assisting Rosalind down the carriage.

The moment Rosalind laid eyes on the large mansion, various emotions clouded her gaze. There was sadness and disappointment, anger and fury and then there was a deep need for revenge.

That's right.

She's going to punish everyone who hurt her in the past.

"Younger sister?" A sweet voice pulled her out of her stupor. She turned and looked at the beautiful woman walking towards her. Blond white hair, blue eyes, and a sweet sick smile on her beautiful face.

It was her older sister. It was Dorothy.

Dorothy Lux.

Rosalind immediately thought of tearing the woman's face apart. The anger that she felt in her past life resurfaced inside her chest. For some reason, the resentment she felt towards her sister was more than what she felt towards the man that she had loved. Yes, being betrayed by her very own sister was more painful than being betrayed by her very own husband.

Before she could do anything about her anger, tears started falling from her eyes and into her already pale cheeks. Then she started wailing as she run towards Dorothy's arms.

Patience, she thought inwardly.

Oh beware the fury of a patient woman.