hapter 89
After murmuring a few words of comfort to Trina, Athena succumbed to the medicine’s effects and sank into a heavy sleep.
For two days, no one disturbed Athena.
She finally managed to get some undisturbed sleep.
On the third day, Eloise came calling.
Athena didn’t want to see her, but she said gently, “Mrs. Mcgee sent someone with a message. She’s inviting you to attend an event with Mr. Mcgee.”
Valentine’s Day was coming up.
On this day, women pray to the heavens for wisdom and romance.
Every year, people hang all kinds of festive decorations along the streets to celebrate.
The festivities grew livelier each day, and on the festival day itself, the streets were packed with revelers and bustling with excitement.
Gale must have arranged for Athena and Ferris to view the decorations together to foster their relationship.
Since it was Gale’s order, Athena had no choice but to comply.
She gave Eloise a curt nod. “Understood.”
Seeing Athena’s indifferent expression, which made it clear she didn’t want to talk any further, Eloise felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
Eloise’s lips trembled, her eyes rimmed with red as she asked in a shaky voice, “Athena, is your hand feeling any better?”
Seeing that Athena showed no response, Eloise murmured to herself, “What a foolish thing for me to say. With such a serious injury, of course you can’t recover overnight. I haven’t visited these past few days because I was afraid my presence might upset you. But please know, in my heart, you are still so important to me.”
Eloise reached out, wanting to stroke Athena’s hair, but when she met Athena’s icy gaze, she awkwardly pulled it back.
Eloise felt a lump in her throat and had no idea why.
Even though she clearly cared about Athena, things rarely went as she hoped.
Instead of growing closer, the rift between her and Athena only widened.
Tears threatened to spill, but Eloise held them back, not wanting to displease Athena any further. Facing her daughter, she felt utterly helpless.
She felt that even the iciest heart should have thawed by now.
Athena couldn’t bear to watch Eloise cry in front of her, as if she were the one who’d been so terribly wronged.
Yet it was Athena who bore all the blame and endured the scolding.
She thought, ‘What right does Eloise have to cry?‘
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Chapter 89
“I know,” Athena replied flatly, eager to be rid of Eloise.
Noticing Athena’s displeasure, Eloise quietly sniffed, swallowing her grievances.
She forced a smile and said softly, “Then get some rest.”
Athena rose and curtsied. With one last lingering look, Eloise finally left.
After Eloise left, Trina frowned with concern at Athena’s injured hand and said, “But my lady, your wound hasn’t healed yet. How can you possibly go out like this?”
Athena couldn’t help but think, ‘Even Trina knows my injury hasn’t healed yet…
‘Why couldn’t Mother have just refused Mrs. Mcgee for me? But no, she did nothing.
‘Or maybe, in her eyes, this injury is nothing serious, just a couple of days‘ rest and I’ll be fine, right?‘
But what Eloise didn’t know was that most of the royal family’s methods were cloaked in darkness.
Those torments could break a person’s soul without leaving a single visible mark.
Though Athena’s hand seemed healed, any movement brought stabbing pain, a pain that would persist for months.
“Don’t worry,” Athena reassured Trina. “The wound’s nearly healed now. And as long as I’m careful, it won’t cause any trouble.”
For the past two days, Athena had been taking her own herbal medicine.
Naturally, her remedy was far superior to anything an ordinary doctor could offer.
“Trina, remove the bandage for me,” Athena said.
Trina fretted, “But the physician said the bandage must stay on for a week or so. Please wait a little longer, my lady.”
“Take it off. I’ll be fine,” Athena said firmly.
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