Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 513

Leona said, "Help me sit up and let him in. Let's see what he has to say."

"Your Grace, are you sure you want him here?" Hazel recalled how Samuel had pushed Leona into the table, and was both angry and worried.

Leona reassured her, "Don't worry. Have Alana and Leah watch from the side. He won't be able to touch me."

Leona had given up on this man, but if he had something to say, it should be said clearly and directly.

Hazel helped her sit up and placed a cushion behind her back. "You shouldn't be out of bed. The physician said you're not to move around."

"I know," Leona replied flatly, her pale face betraying no emotion.

Since Heather had forbidden her from seeking a divorce, she had spent her days lying listlessly in bed. Not only was she uncertain about the future, but she didn't even know what would happen the next day. But today, Samuel's angry arrival gave her a glimmer of strength.

She wanted to do or say something.

The footsteps grew louder and more urgent as he strode in, but Alana and Leah quickly flanked him. When he reached Leona's bedside, the two of them blocked his way, preventing him from getting any closer.

Leona looked up and met his fierce, resentful gaze.

Before she could speak, he snapped, "You want me to apologize to you, is that it? Fine, I'm apologizing! It was my fault that day. I pushed you, and I'm sorry. I apologize."

Leona adjusted the covers but remained silent, not responding to his incomplete apology.

Samuel took a step forward, but was immediately blocked by Alana. He shot a cold glare at her and continued, "I'm apologizing to you now, but you should also apologize to Ruby for causing her to fall down the stairs that day. Get up and come with me to apologize to her."

Leona's eyes reddened, but she suddenly smiled. "Apologize to her?"

"Your apology is insincere. Even if it were sincere, it wouldn't undo what you've done to me. So, I neither accept your apology nor forgive you."

"You won't accept it? Hah!"

Samuel found it utterly laughable. Staring at Leona's pale, slender face, he was about to chastise her for her narrow-mindedness but found himself at a loss for words. The sages said that to recognize one's mistakes and correct them was of great virtue, but their teachings never said that an apology had to be accepted.

So, he could only sneer. "Hah, on what grounds do you refuse to accept it?"

Leona grew increasingly louder and colder, and her voice no longer trembled.

"I refuse to accept it on the grounds of your favoritism and the neglect of your primary wife, your arrogance and lack of consideration for others, your failure to live up to your rightful spouse, and your failure as a father. Additionally, you claim to be a gentleman, yet your actions often reflect a more petty character."