The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

“Enough!” Matthew, stung to the quick, angrily interrupted Eliza, “It’s not like I’m going to kill you. Do you have to be so agitated?

“So, as long as you are not killing someone, it’s not evil? Eliza’s eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Matthew. “Then I’d really like to ask, if you didn’t want to poison me to death, then what exactly did you want to do? Tell me!

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“Did you want me to take this medicine and be taken back to the Duke’s estate? Or did you want to lock me up so Sophie could kill me or torture me? Or did you want to cut me open again?”

By the end, Eliza could hardly contain her emotions. The resentment that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time erupted at this moment.

After she impulsively finished her last sentence, under the astonished gazes of the three people in the courtyard, she realized something and closed her eyes,

“Mentor, I want to calm down for a bit. Please interrogate him for me first. Eliza’s voice trembled slightly as she finished speaking. She turned and ran back to her room, slamming the door shut with a bang,

She had no idea how much her words had just stirred up the people left in the courtyard.

Mary and Tina both looked at the closed door.

Matthew was briefly stunned, then furious. “What nonsense was she talking about?

“Sophie is not that kind of person at all. When have I ever done such a thing to her? If you want to slander me, at least come up with a believable lie!”

Mary turned her head and gave him a cold glance. “Shut up. We’ll know whether you did it or not after we ask. Anyway, the medicine you brought here is just right.”

She gave Tína a look, and she immediately reached out and pinned Matthew down.

Mary picked up the small bottle, opened it, and without even adding water, pinched Matthew’s jaw open and poured half of the powder directly into his mouth.

Matthew almost choked to death from the dry powder stuck in his throat. But now he couldn’t care less about that, and he retched desperately, trying to spit out the powder.

Looking at Matthew, who was gradually becoming absent–minded and sluggish on the ground, Mary did not hesitate to ask the question she wanted to ask the most just now. “What exactly did you do to Eliza? Did you really cut her open?”

But fortunately, Matthew’s next words made her heave a sigh of relief. “I didn’t do it…”