Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 605

Thomas nodded mechanically. He took a moment to gather himself before finally uttering in a slightly trembling voice, "I won't say anything. You have my word."

Zoey's gaze fell to the shattered emerald pendant on the floor, and a wave of anxiety crashed over her. She had deliberated long and hard about whether to share this truth, wrestling with her conscience. This secret felt like a buried landmine inside her, one that could detonate over her head at any moment.

Now that it was out in the open, she felt a strange sense of relief.

She trusted that Thomas would keep her secret. If he ever did share it, however, there would be little she could do. The chaos that the Earl of Silverstone's family had sown would be theirs to bear.

Ultimately, Thomas was a man who had endured the brutality of the battlefield. He slowly regained his composure, and said, "You risked your family's honor to share the truth with me, which shows your genuine concern for my well-being. I won't let your family fall into the whirlwind of accusations and insults.

"This ends here with me—no one else will ever know. I won't confront my cousin or her about it. Whether she chooses to divorce or stay with Barrett is no longer my concern. My mom mentioned recently that she wants to arrange a match for me. I plan to first spread the news, and we'll see then if I find someone suitable."

As he spoke, Zoey pulled out a handkerchief and covered her face. She had held back her tears for so long, but now she could no longer contain them.

If all men in the world were like Thomas, it would be a blessing for every woman.

Thomas' eyes reddened, and his composure was merely an act. He could understand why Viola remarried. He even felt like he had failed her in some way. Yet, learning she had been unfaithful with his cousin in less than half a year after he left for the battlefield—it was something that truly broke his heart.

While in the South Frontier, he had been the most diligent in writing home. Everyone had teased him about being henpecked.

Yet, Hector had once told him, "You should write often so they don't worry. When a man is on the battlefield, the women at home worry day and night and lose sleep over it. The only way to ease their anxious hearts is to receive letters from us."

Thomas had been grateful for Hector's understanding, believing that each letter he sent home would bring Viola some comfort.

But in reality...