Love's Perfect Match

Since Elspeth already possessed considerable power, the phrase "becoming stronger" might not be accurate when describing her. In all of Damoria, and wherever she went, she was respected.

However, Gilbert knew what she meant by that. She wanted to have absolute dominance and control and not be led around by anyone or anything. He felt conflicted but still comforted her, saying, "This matter isn't urgent. The most important thing is—"

"It is urgent," she said, touching the diary. Her voice was gentle but firm. "My mom has already passed away, proving I arrived too late."

Suddenly, he felt what he said lacked depth, so he changed the subject. "What are you going to do next? Are you going to retrieve Miss Joneson's remains?"

At the mention of the body, she visibly stiffened. When she thought about the possibility of seeing her mother's body, she could not calm down for a long time. However, Elspeth's emotions suddenly relaxed when she finally saw the body. There was no expression of pain on her mother's face, and merely a calm smile as if what had happened didn't affect her emotionally. In other words, the death was a relief.

On the other hand, Isabel was squatting beside the casket, looking dazed. When Elspeth approached, Isabel didn't even notice her and stared blankly for a long time until tears slowly streamed down her face.

"Elspeth—" Isabel's eyes were red and swollen as if she had been crying for a long time, and then she threw herself into Elspeth's arms.

Helplessly, Elspeth patted her back. "Don't cry anymore. It's okay. It's all over now."

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't heard that conversation and told Miss Joneson, maybe things wouldn't have ended like this. It's my fault. I indirectly killed Miss Joneson... Elspeth, you hate me, don't you? I know I can't get your forgiveness. I wish I could leave this world with Miss Joneson—"

Hearing that, Elspeth felt even more compassion for her upon seeing her face filled with self-reproach and guilt.

with you. Even if you hadn't told her, she

I really don't know

she didn't know what to do with her life. Should she go back to the Joneson Family? On the

with a lost

you'll be my little sister. My real little sister. If you

heart was pounding. She never expected that Elspeth wouldn't blame her for

you, Elspeth."

"I think you've been here for a long time. You must be tired. Let Gilbert take you to rest. I'll stay here and keep watch."

immediately understood what she meant and nodded in agreement. "Sure."

and spend some time with Helena. Soon, Isabel

looked at Helena's body and couldn't help but sigh.

...

meantime, Gilbert accompanied Isabel on her exit. As soon as they stepped outside and inhaled the crisp air, she recalled that his clothes were still in her room. So, she

suffocating and detrimental effects, she disliked the scent of cigarette smoke. In contrast, when he smoked, she detected an indescribable allure about him. She felt a bit shy as she handed him

time,

already forgotten about that incident, but seeing the clean

Isabel's awkward expression, he realized she might be shy and

and pursed her lips, not saying anything. The atmosphere between them