Reborn I Refuse To Save The Traitors (Margaery) novel Chapter 69

**Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 69: She Calls Off The Wedding**

“There’s no need for either of you to stay. I want you both to leave now,” Margaery declared with a chilling finality, her gaze as cold as steel. “If you ever find yourselves needing anything from me in the future, at least ensure your stories match up.”

Dominic felt as if the ground had vanished beneath him; he stood frozen in disbelief.

Just as he gathered his thoughts to respond, Clyde interjected, his voice slicing through the tension like a knife. “Did you see that attitude? Dominic, don’t waste your breath trying to reason with her. She’s nothing but spiteful!”

Clyde’s eyes were ablaze with indignation as he shot a furious glare at Margaery. “Margaery, don’t you have any sense of what’s good for you?”

Dominic could feel the heat of anger rising within him, his fists clenching at his sides. “Shut your mouth! What’s your problem with her? We need to focus on healing those wounds first!”

“Seriously, just look at how she behaves!” Clyde grumbled, his eyes narrowing as he continued to glare at Margaery.

The simmering rage in Clyde boiled over, his voice dripping with contempt. “People like her don’t deserve to breathe!”

Those words struck Margaery like a dagger, piercing deep into her heart.

With a defiant tilt of her chin, she met Clyde’s gaze, a faint, mocking smile playing on her lips. “Oh, I see. I don’t know what’s good for me, huh? If you’re brave enough, why don’t you come and kill me yourself?”

Clyde’s face contorted with fury, his grip on his sword tightening as he raised it once more, ready to unleash his wrath.

Dominic’s eyes widened in horror. He had no intention of letting this escalate further. Ignoring Margaery entirely, he grabbed Clyde by the arm and yanked him away. “Clyde, you just returned! Why are you already looking for a fight with her? Let’s go. Margaery needs to tend to her wounds first. What if she bleeds out? You’re her brother! Can you really live with yourself if you push your own sister to her death?”

Once outside, Dominic lowered his voice, urgency lacing his tone. “Clyde, did you even notice that hairpin she’s wearing? That’s a gift from the late King! With that on her head, who gave you the right to lay a hand on her? If you dare swing your sword at her again, it’s your life that’s going to be at stake!”

Dominic felt as though he might explode. Just when he had finally managed to coax Margaery into a calmer state, Clyde had come in and shattered everything in an instant.

Clyde was still seething, his anger palpable. “Looks like Avery was right after all. She’s just hiding behind outsiders, which is why she treats this family like trash! If you’re all too scared to confront her, then I’ll do it myself! Let’s see what else she thinks she can get away with…”

Clyde struggled against Dominic’s grip, desperate to return and confront Margaery once more.

In a moment of pure frustration, Dominic slapped Clyde hard across the face, his voice low and filled with menace. “Do you want the Chancellor’s estate and the Hadley family to go down with you? If you’re so eager for death, don’t drag me down with you!”

Clyde, momentarily stunned, clutched his cheek in disbelief. “You hit me?”

He stood frozen, staring at Dominic, confusion and anger swirling within him. “Did I say something wrong? And what gives you the right to strike me? She’s not even married yet! This is the Wallen family’s business, not yours!”

With that, Clyde turned on his heel and stormed off, his voice echoing in the air. “I can’t believe this! What’s wrong with you, wanting to marry that venomous woman, Margaery? Tessa must be blind to fall for you!”

Dominic watched as Clyde stormed away, rubbing his temples in frustration.

‘Avery is such an idiot,’ he thought bitterly. ‘I told him to keep a low profile in Lakeburgh, but instead, he stirs up trouble, pushing Clyde back here without even knowing the full story. He’s going to be the death of me!’

At least, for now, Clyde was out of the picture.

Taking a deep breath, Dominic steeled himself and turned back to find Margaery. “Margaery, you know how Clyde is. He’s been hot-headed since we were children. Please, don’t take it to heart.”

Margaery glanced up at him, her expression unreadable, and said nothing.

‘So just because Clyde’s always been like this, I’m supposed to accept it?’ she thought, the bitterness of the situation weighing heavily on her.

“Everything will be alright,” Dominic continued, sensing the tension in the air. “Soon, you’ll be marrying me. Once you’re part of the Hadley family, no matter how fiery his temper is, he won’t dare come after you.”

He stepped closer, concern etched on his face. “Margaery, how’s your wound? Do you want me to fetch a doctor for you?”

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