Chapter 315 The Doctor’s Secret
Alistair refused to show any weakness in front of Elspeth. He clenched his jaw. “Lydia, let’s go.”
Lydia hesitated, thoughts racing. The family fortune is gone. Am I supposed to follow him and live like that?
But then she remembered-he still had his title. Theodric wouldn’t strip that away too, would he?
The two of them had just started for the door when Elowen spoke behind them.
“Wait.”
Lydia stopped.
Elowen looked at her steadily. “I have a question. That bottle-where did you get it?”
Lydia went rigid. Panic flashed across her face. “I… I don’t know what you mean, Your Grace…”
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Elowen studied her for a moment, thoughtful, almost curious. Then she smiled. “Answer me, and I’ll make sure Duskmoor Manor’s carriage takes you and your husband safely back to Rivenshire.”
Lydia’s eyes widened.
Back to Rivenshire.
That meant she could finally return as the rightful mistress of Havenstead Manor. No more hanging around the edges. No more iving on scraps.
She pressed her lips together, hesitated, then nodded. “Since Your Grace is asking… I can’t exactly pretend I don’t know.”
Elowen nodded and led Lydia to a seat beneath the cloister arches. Sunlight streamed through the columns, dappling the stone floor.
Lydia collected her thoughts and finally began. “Years ago, my father-in-law got gravely ill. We brought in every famous doctor in the city, but none of them could help. My late husband was always devoted to his father. He refused to give up. He searched everywhere for a cure and spent a fortune doing it. In the end, someone recommended a doctor…”
Elowen tensed and leaned forward. “What kind of doctor?”
Lydia’s gaze drifted as she tried to remember. “He was old, all white-haired, but full of energy. Not like most old men. There was something exact about him. His clothes weren’t expensive, but they were always spotless. Pressed. Not a wrinkle on them. He was very particular. I remember one thing especially-if he saw a cup out of place on a table, he’d stop and straighten it every time.
Elowen’s heart jolted. For a moment, she forgot to breathe.
That was her grandfather.
Everything around him had always been neat, precise, in perfect order. It wasn’t just a habit. It was who he was. That was why, when she’d found her fingerprint beside the herb at the base of the bottle that day, she’d been so shaken. He had allowed her to leave a mark there-a quiet kind of affection he had never shown anyone else.
She forced herself to stay calm. Her voice came out tight. “And then? What happened to him?”
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Chapter 315 The Doctor’s Secret
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Too much had happened in those years. Her mother had kept her away, and it had been so long since Elowen had last seen her grandfather.
Does he even know Mom is dead?
Lydia shook her head. “I wouldn’t know. But I heard that doctor never stayed anywhere for long. He cured my father-in-law, and soon after that, he left.”
She paused, then added, “There were rumors about him. People said he was some kind of-well, that he never aged, never died. They said he must be hiding so no one would find out. So every few years, he moved on.”
Elowen blinked. “Huh?”
Lydia flushed, embarrassed to be repeating gossip. “I’ve told you everything,” she said quickly. “So, Your Grace… when will the carriage be arranged?”
Elowen said, “In a few days. My aunt will also be returning to Rivenshire. You and your husband can travel with her.”
Lydia’s expression stiffened.
Go back with Elspeth?
What if Elspeth saw the manor and changed her mind? What if she decided she wanted to remain mistress after all?
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