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Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291

Barrett eventually decided to seek out Aurora. He didn’t want to argue anymore–they needed to have a proper conversation.

When he entered the room, he found her curled up in a blanket on the chaise lounge, a black veil on her face as usual. Ever since she obtained the scars on her face, she had made a variety of veils in different colors. She refused to leave the house without wearing a veil or a hood.

In the past, whenever they met, Aurora always had the look of someone ready for a fight, as if she could start a battle with Barrett at any moment. But today, she looked weak and sickly. When she saw her husband, she merely glanced up before lowering her gaze, ignoring him altogether.

The maid standing by her side noticed and said, “General Warren, you’re finally here. Madam Aurora has been ill for two days.”

Barrett knew his wife had called for a physician, so he asked, “Are you feeling any better?”

Aurora turned away from him, refusing to respond.

It seemed that neither of them wanted to argue today.

Barrett sat down in a chair and remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, “Someone from Northwatch Estate came by today to demand payment.”

Aurora’s eyes grew cold. She already knew, as her maid had informed her earlier,

“What are you trying to say? Are you going to accuse me of causing trouble at Northwatch Estate?”

Barrett looked at her intently. “Why did you go to Northwatch Estate?”

Beheath the black veil, Aurora’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “What do you think? I went to demand justice. I asked Carissa why she didn’t save me that day in Simonton City, why she caused you to drift away from me, and why you want to marry another woman.”

“Didn’t I already tell you? She had nothing to do with it. At the time, how could anyone have gone up the mountain to save you? The Westhaven troops were stationed all over the mountain. Going up there would have been suicidal,” Barrett replied, growing agitated.

Aurora laughed sarcastically. “You’re really good at defending her, aren’t you? Look at you–your heart must be with her, right?”

Barrett’s expression darkened. “What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Too bad!” Aurora turned her head away, pulling the blanket closer around her. “You may have feelings for her, but she has none for you. In her own words, she asked what you’re worth. To her, you’re not even worth mentioning.”

It felt like something had struck Barrett’s heart with a heavy blow, sending a dull ache through him. He turned his head to look at the doves painted on the partition screen. The pair of birds playing in the water looked so intimate, their affection for each other causing his eyes to sting.

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he worth?

What was he worth?

The king also held Barrett in high regard. So, if he hadn’t used his military achievements to marry Aurora, Salvador would have surely entrusted him with a significant position.

Barrett never dared to look back or think about it, for fear that the regret would eat him

That was why B alive.

A cold gleam flickered in Aurora’s eyes. “So what if Viola is the third lady of the Prince family? Who cares about the other noble ladies of the capital, or heiresses of prestigious families? Who could possibly compare to Carissa? Even though I hate her for not saving me that day, I can’t deny that any man who has seen her valor on the battlefield or her stunning beauty would want to marry her.”

She suddenly let out a sharp laugh. “And that same woman was once your wife.”

As Barrett’s eyes dimmed completely, he left the room, utterly dejected.

Aurora’s cold smile of satisfaction lingered.

Yes, she wanted Barrett to realize what he had lost–a dazzling gem that no lady from the Prince family could ever replace. Even if that lady did enter his family, she would never find a place in his heart.

If Aurora couldn’t have it, no one else would.

But the words she spoke were a double–edged sword. They engraved Carissa’s name deep into Barrett’s heart, but they also pierced Aurora’s own heart mercilessly.

“As she laughed, tears began to fall and her smile turned bitter. So, this was how adept she had become at

using such tactics to vie for affection.

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