I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 57
A searing pain ran diagonally from my temple down across my cheek.
âMadam!â
I heard sharp gasps from all around.
A hand laden with jewelry grabbed me by the hair, and heavily painted red lips poured out every kind of curse.
Under the one-sided violence raining down on me without pause, I could hardly regain my senses.
âMy Arvina took you in even though you have no parents, and you donât even know how to be grateful, yet you dare wag your tongue behind her back?!â
Before long, something heavy struck my head mercilessly. I fell after hitting my head on the edge of a desk.
My vision went white, and a metallic taste surged through me as if blood had burst inside my nose.
Once I collapsed, the beating began in earnest.
âMy heart is tearing apart for my daughter, who pitifully believed a b***h like you was her friend!â
The sharp heel of a shoe crushed my ankle, and books and all kinds of objects came crashing down over my head.
âI raised my daughter so preciously! Thinking of the tears Arvina shed because of you, even tearing you to pieces wouldnât be enough!â
Her frenzied screaming felt as if it were shaking my brain apart. No, was my head actually shaking.
Thud.
I saw small drops of blood spatter onto the floor.
I stared at them through blurred eyes, blinking slowly.
It was okay if it hurt.
It would heal if I put ointment on it.
What was miserable was the fact that not a single person in this waiting room wanted to intervene in the assault.
Regardless of whether I was at fault, I was someone this could be done to.
Because I was an orphan, and to highborn nobles, I was a commoner worth less than a bug.
Rather than bear the aftermath of stopping Madam Monique, they had chosen to stand by instead.
There was nothing to feel hurt about. Would I have been any different?
The reason I too was just taking the blows like this without even fighting back was because I knew that if I wanted to avoid being thrown out of the temple, in the end all I could do was endure.
It was neglect toward myself.
âHeh.â
A hollow laugh slipped out without my realizing it, because my situation was so pathetic.
âYouâre laughing at this?! You vicious b***h! Do you think Iâm joking?â
Madam Moniqueâs eyes flared red, and she climbed onto my body outright. My cheeks burned several more times.
Was she really trying to kill me? It was only when my throat was being strangled that I thought of death.
âThis canât happen, not yetâŚâ
For the first time, I struggled.
I squeezed out every last bit of strength I had left, knocked away the hand gripping my throat, and rolled my body to the side.
âCough, cough!â
While I was letting out those heavy coughs, I heard the priest running over and trying to stop the lady.
But everything was so muffled, as if I were underwater, that I couldnât make out the words properly. I had neither the presence of mind nor the strength for that.
I donât know whether it was really fortunate that I didnât lose consciousness in the end.
* * *
Madam Monique left an hour after that.
After being escorted to the main building, she had the templeâs medical staff treat the palm she had injured from hitting me.
I had to remain in the annex until she returned to the estate.
A heavy breath leaked out through my split lips.
The waiting room had been scrubbed so thoroughly that not a trace of the violence remained. As if nothing had happened.
The only thing left in ruins was me.
The temple moved quickly to erase and cover up the issue.
Only I would be unable to forget this humiliation, this disgrace, and this pain, and would suffer from it for a long time.
While I sat there out of my mind, the other Purifiers, including Chelsea, all spoke up together to say that Louize hadnât taken part in the gossip, but whether I had been wronged wasnât an important matter.
The only things that mattered were that Arvina was deeply hurt, and that Madam Monique was thoroughly enraged.
