NovelAppHer Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 388
Chapter 388
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Due to Carissa’s wedding. Violet had first returned hto help her family, then gone to assist the Inferno Guild
with the gifts to add to Carissa’s trousseau.
Though this had occurred more than a month ago, Yuvan would have had to travel from Valken to the Spencer
family’s residence in Ebonflow if he had gone to propose marriage. Considering the tit took to travel, Yuvan
likely arrived to propose shortly after Violet's return to the Inferno Guild.
The Spencer family had sent people to help with the gift preparations just a few days after Violet's return to the
Inferno Guild. That meant that by the tViolet met with the other Spencer family members in the capital, they
probably hadn't heard the news yet.
“How shameless can Prince Yuvan be? How old is he? How dare he cto propose marriage to me? When was
the divorce agreement sent? It's possible he cto propose first, then sent the divorce agreement. That old
scoundrel-17 have him chopped up!” exclaimed Violet, outraged.
Perhaps it was because Yuvan’s nwas repeatedly mentioned, but the tears in Avis’ eyes began to fall, Then,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther dull eyes finally focused, and she looked steadily at Carissa.
Recognition dawned on her face.
With a sob, Avis began to cry. Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and her cries were piercingly sorrowful. Her
weeping was so intense, it seemed like she might choke. She gasped for breath but could hardly catch it. Soon,
she was coughing and vomiting blood, the bright red droplets staining the floor.
A horrified Carissa gently patted her aunt’s back and wiped away the blood. Yet, the blood kept coming up in
steady streams until Avis eventually lost consciousness.
Ivy and Jasmine, seemingly accustomed to such emergencies, helped Avis lie down and began administering
acupuncture. They crushed pills and forced them into her mouth. The attending maids cleaned up the blood and
attended to Avis with practiced efficiency.
Carissa stood frozen. Even when a maid brought water to clean her blood-stained hands, she remained
unresponsive.
Violet tapped her lightly. “Wash your hands. We'll see how she is after the acupuncture.
Only then did Carissa finally submerge her hands in warm water, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. She
was aware of her aunt's illness, but hadn't realized it was this severe.
A chill of fear and dread settled in Carissa’s heart-a fear she knew all too well, the kind that cwith the
thought of losing a loved one. Her heart seemed to sink into darkness.
After the acupuncture and another dose of medicine, Avis gradually began to regain consciousness. She looked
even more frail than before, but she recognized Carissa. Avis reached out for her niece’s hand, her eyes welling
with tears once again.
Carissa hurriedly reassured, “Aunt Avis, I'm doing fine now. I'm married to Prince Rafael, and he treats met very
well.”
“Is that true?” Avis’ eyes widened in disbelief. “Are you sure you're not... lying to me?”
“No, it's true. You can ask them.” Carissa gestured to Ivy and Violet. “Ask them.”
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Violet looked at Avis and nodded. “It’s true”
Violet was conflicted.
Yuvan, that old scoundrel, had caused Avis so much suffering, and now, he wanted to cast her aside and marry
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsomeone else. Just thinking about it was revolting
Violet wondered how her grandfather and father would refuse him-would they sold him fiercely and chase him
away? Probably not. Her grandfather and father always cared about their reputation. No matter how awful Yuvan
was, he was still a prince. It wouldn't be proper to openly confront him.
But if Violet had been present, she would have pointed a finger at him and berated him.
Who cared if he was a prince?
Violet felt that this situation was the most disgusting thing she had ever encountered in her entire life, bar none.
Yuvan was in his forties by now, wasn’t he? What on earth was that old man thinking, trying to marry
her?
Meanwhile, Carissa focused on comforting Avis. Once the older woman's emotions had stabilized a bit, Carissa
began to tell her about her current situation.
Avis grasped her niece's hand, crying as she spoke, “I know about your divorce. | also know you went to the
battlefield, and | worried every day that you would. I'm so relieved that everything is well now and that you've
found a good husband. It eaces my heart.”
She sighed deeply, her complexion now tinged with gray. “It's all my fault for arranging that marriage you. Every
night, | dream of your mother coming to scold me. Her spirit must hatedeeply.”
As she spoke, she began to cry once more.
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