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.

if you hadn't told her,

really don't know what to do now—"

life. Should she go back to the

Elspeth with a lost

be my little sister. My real little sister. If you want, you can change your name to Isabel Lynwood. I'll take care

her for telling Helena those words. Instead, Elspeth even

Elspeth."

voice, "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."

understood what she

spend some time with Helena. Soon, Isabel was also tactful and left the room.

at Helena's body and couldn't help but sigh. "Mom, you're as stubborn as I am."

...

exit. As soon as they stepped outside and inhaled the crisp air,

tree trunk by the door, smoking with an elegant posture but with a hint of melancholy. Due to its suffocating and detrimental effects, she disliked the scent of cigarette smoke. In contrast,

to me last time, and I've washed and ironed

the other hand, he had already forgotten about that incident, but seeing the

he realized she might be shy and uncomfortable, so he

her lips, not saying anything. The