The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Chapter 219

“Regret what?” Dylan frowned, clearly puzzled. Tm doing just fine, actually.”

He might have given up a life of luxury after walking away from the Stonor family, and sure, his days were harder and his work tougher–but for the first time in a long while, he felt truly at peace.

To Dylan, that was enough. He believed that one day, Eliza would forgive him. So no–he didn’t regret a thing.

“What are you two even doing here?” he asked, glancing between Matthew and Anthony. “If you’ve got something to say, say it quick. I’m on the clock, and I get paid by the hour.”

He was saving up to buy Eliza her favorite pastries. He had no time for pointless talk.

“And what’s so wrong with this life?” Dylan shot back, expression darkening. “At least I live it with a clear conscience–and with joy

Matthew couldn’t understand.

per young master in the S

Stonor family,

“You had a better choice!” he barked. “You had a way out! You could’ve stayed a proper young and instead you chose this? To be some useless nobody?”

Dylan chuckled coldly. The Stonor family might have everything, but it has no Eliza. Wherever she is, that’s where I belong

Matthew’s face twisted in rage. “So what, Sophie doesn’t count as your sister anymore?”

“She never was. Dylan said flatly.

His words didn’t just infuriate Matthew–Anthony’s face turned to ice. “Wow. I didn’t expect you to be the coldest of us all. You used to dote on Sophie just as much as anyone else. And now, what–she’s trash to you? Something you can toss aside when it’s no longer convenient?*

“You’re damn right Dylan said, voice calm and sharp. I’m cold and heartless now. And I’ve got nothing more to say to a bunch of fools who still haven’t figured out what’s truly right or wrong. Go home. If you’re sick, don’t just wander around like it’s nothing.”

He turned his back to them, raised his axe, and returned to chopping at the half–felled tree beside him.

As Matthew opened his mouth again, Anthony held out a hand, signaling him to stop. He stepped forward.

“Dylan,” he said, voice lower now, more calculated, “I don’t know what Sophie did to make you this angry. But whatever it was, she’s in trouble now. You may have cut ties emotionally, but you still protected her once. Are you really going to just stand by while she’s in danger?”

Dylan didn’t even flinch

Anthony pressed on. “She’s caught the King’s eye. He’s planning to make her a royal consort. If she really enters the palace, do you think there’ll be any way for her and Eliza to reconcile after that?”

That made Dylan pause.

It wasn’t Anthony’s last sentence that i

froze him—it was what it implied.

If Sophie became a royal consort… with her vindictive heart, would she really leave Eliza alone?

Even if Prince Regent Nolan stood by Eliza’s side now, how long would that protecti favoring Sophie… then what?

protection last? If the

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Dylan’s stomach dropped. Even the slim chance of that scenario made his blood run cold.

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He lowered the axe, turned to face Anthony, and asked, “Is what you said true? About the King wanting to make Sophie a

“Of course it’s thie Matthew immediately cut in. He announced it himself at the royal banquet. He’s already kept her in the palace to learn proper etiquette–he’s just waiting for her training to be over before officially granting her a title.

“Training in the palace?” Dylan’s expression darkened.

Anthony quickly kicked Matthew under the table, then smoothed over the explanation. “Yes. The King said it was love at first sight. He was clearly infatuated. So much so that he’s having the Empress Dowager personally oversee Sophie’s etiquette

lessons.

Dylan’s heart sank further. So the King really does like her that much?

If she truly became the sole favored consort in a palace with no other women… she’d become untouchable.

This can’t happen, Dylan thought, face grim. ‘I can’t let her go through with it.’

Keeping his concern tightly under wraps, he narrowed his eyes at the two. “So after all this buildup, what is it you

u want from

me