Reborn I Refuse To Save The Traitors (Margaery) novel Chapter 150

**Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 150**

Before her arrival, Tessa had uncovered a heart-wrenching truth about Halle. In her youth, Halle had endured the tragedy of carrying three daughters, each one born still. The weight of that sorrow had cast a long shadow over her life.

As a consequence of this unbearable loss, Halle’s husband had turned his back on her, harboring resentment that drove her from their home. This abandonment led her to the Chancellor’s estate, where she found work as a maid under the watchful eye of Raul.

Tessa understood that as long as she addressed Halle as “Mother” with genuine warmth, it would resonate deeply within Halle’s heart.

Observing Halle’s expression, Tessa could see the flicker of memories dancing behind her eyes—memories of her lost daughters. Halle’s gaze misted over, and her voice trembled as she spoke, “Lady Tessa, should you require anything—anything at all—please do not hesitate to ask. I promise to do my utmost.”

Tessa felt a surge of hope at Halle’s words. “Then,” she replied, hiding her excitement, “please drop me off at the base of Springcourt House. I need to seek someone out. Afterward, I need you to fetch Mark. We will come back together later, and it’s crucial that you keep this to yourself.”

“Of course, my lady, but please, exercise caution,” Halle urged, concern etching her features.

With a gentle nod, Halle guided the carriage to Springcourt House, her mind racing with questions. “Lady Tessa, if I may ask, what brings you to this place? It’s not somewhere women often tread; it’s mostly men who frequent here.”

“I’m aware,” Tessa replied, fabricating a story as she wiped away a tear. “I’ve heard whispers of a girl named Sonia who possesses knowledge of acupuncture. I’m hoping she might have some remedies for my stomach troubles.”

Halle’s heart ached for Tessa. “I understand. Normally, I wouldn’t dare to come here either, fearing my father’s disapproval and the shame it would bring,” Tessa confessed, her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions. “But the pain in my stomach has lingered for far too long. If it continues like this, I fear I won’t be able to endure it any longer.”

“Lady Tessa, I completely understand. Please, go quickly!” Halle urged, her sympathy overwhelming her.

Regret washed over Halle for having posed the question that forced Tessa to linger outside in the biting cold for so long.

“Then I shall take my leave,” Tessa said, wiping her tears and offering Halle a fragile smile. “Thank you, Mother.”

Halle felt a sharp pang in her heart, tears brimming in her eyes. “Oh, poor Lady Tessa…” she murmured, watching Tessa ascend the stairs with a heavy heart.

Once Tessa was inside, she hastily removed her scarf, concealing her face as she entered the room. With a sense of urgency, she handed a gold ingot to the madam before hastening up to the third floor.

Meanwhile…

**16:24, Wednesday, December 17**
**Chapter 150**

Raul and Joshua returned to the study, the atmosphere thick with tension.

“Have Margaery come to see me,” Raul commanded as he took a seat, his expression dark and brooding. “After our conversation tonight, if she continues this way, we will need to devise a plan to rid ourselves of her presence.”

Joshua nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “I’ll fetch her immediately.”

Just as he stepped outside, a guard rushed toward him, a look of urgency on his face. “Lord Joshua, we were unable to stop Lord Russell. He has left, and we have no idea where he has gone…”

“You didn’t manage to stop him?” Joshua’s heart raced at the news, his brow furrowing in concern. “When did this happen?”

Fury bubbled within him, thoughts spiraling out of control. *How did the Wallen family descend into such chaos?*

*One calamity after another, everything is unraveling. Is it only when the family is shattered that it will be enough?*

His mind drifted back to a year ago, a time when Tessa hadn’t yet entered their lives. He recalled the harmony they once shared: he served at court, Avery was at the Royal Medical Hall, Russell was studying at Inkwell Academy alongside Margaery, Clyde was honing his swordsmanship at Lakeburgh, and Andrew immersed himself in music, chess, and painting with Grace.

Each family member was fulfilling their role, and their reunions were filled with laughter and joy. Yet, in the blink of an eye, everything had shifted, and the thought of it filled him with profound sorrow.

Lost in his thoughts, Joshua barely registered the guard’s voice. “About half an hour ago, after he scaled the wall, he made his way toward the back gate. I attempted to follow, but he threatened me with his sword, saying he would take his own life if I dared to approach.”

The guard hung his head, shame washing over him.

Joshua’s brow tightened, grappling with the chaos Russell was about to unleash. Yet, the urgency of the moment demanded his attention elsewhere. “Let’s not dwell on him for now. I’m heading to Gracewind Garden,” he instructed.

**16:24, Wednesday, December 17…**
**Chapter 130**

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