But the excitement didn’t last long. An hour later, the effects of the Immotality Pill wore off
The madness in Fletcher’s eyes quickly faded.
He tilted his head back and took a deep breath, but the next moment, he recoiled, covering his nose and mouth in disgust. “Clean this place up, now!” Fletcher barked sharply.
With a flick of his sleeve, he turned and strode out without hesitation.
Once he left the underground Hall of Eternity and returned to the study in the Henderson family, Fletcher sank heavily into the chair behind his desk.
He grabbed a piece of paper from the desk, one that listed several names.
His gaze swept over the names with cold intensity finally locking onto the one at the very bottom
He said, “Eliza… whether you are the real Holy Lady… Il find out soon enough.”
In Benedict’s courtyard.
After taking the medicine brewed with Snow Lotus that Eliza had prepared, Benedict woke up a few days later, just as expected.
However, his body was still incredibly weak. Other than opening his eyes to glance around, he couldn’t do much else.
He couldn’t even speak.
All he could do was lie there, motionless on the bed.
Even basic tasks like eating and drinking medicine required someone to assist him.
Over the past few days, Sophie had been staying by Benedict’s side almost constantly, trying to win back their father’s favor
She even took over the servants‘ duties, personally feeding him and administering his medicine.
But no matter how hard she tried, every time Benedict saw her approach, he would simply close his eyes, refusing to acknowledge her presence.
Gabriel didn’t say anything about his attitude.
After all, ever since the grave–digging incident, Benedict had already lost all faith in Sophie.
And now, she had gone so far as to poison him with a deadly toxin.
In Benedict’s eyes, Sophie was likely beyond redemption.
Even if Gabriel wanted to intervene, it would be pointless. He decided to let his son handle his anger in his own way.
But instead of venting his rage, Benedict chose to completely ignore her.
No matter how many days Sophie spent by his bedside, her efforts couldn’t earn even a shred of forgiveness. His Indifference was absolute, as if Sophie didn’t even exist. He shut her out entirely.
At first, Sophie, wracked with guilt, could endure the silent treatment. But as the days dragged on, Benedict’s unrelenting disregard finally pushed Sophie to her breaking point. She couldn’t take it anymore.
She said, “Benedict! What do you want me to do to earn your forgiveness? I know I was wrong! If you don’t believe me, punish me however you like! I’ll endure any punishment you give me, no matter how harsh, as long as it makes you fo
me!”
Matthew had just arrived when Sophie’s desperate plea rang out from inside.
Frowning slightly, he quickly stepped into the room. As expected, he saw Sophie kneeling by Benedict’s bedside, her face full of pitiful sorrow as she begged him.
She turned her pleading gaze to Matthew again Matthew, I understand what you’re saying I just wanted to make things right and apologize to Benedict. That’s why I’ve been staying here every day. But I didn’t expect him to reject me so completely.”
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