His Sweetheart Pushed Me Into the Water

I realized that I was dead.

Six hours had passed.

Kate walked in and saw me motionless. She wasn't surprised at all.

I watched her flipping through my body. Then she clasped her hands together and muttered, "It's not me who harmed you. If you want revenge, go find Isabel."

...

After confirming that I was indeed dead, Kate went to report to someone.

I followed her out.

The sun in winter shone on me, making me warm.

It was a nice day today.

Calvin had not returned from the morning court.

Isabel was holding a scripture and sipping coffee, asking, "Is everything done?"

"Yes."

"When Lord Calvin comes back, you know what to say, right?"

Kate clenched her hands and said, "I know."

"But... Lady Monica..."

Isabel sneered, saying, "What? You are regretting it now that it's done?"

"Once you do something, you can't undo it. Now you and I are in the same boat. If you dare to speak out of turn, I will be the first to kill you."

Kate knelt with a thud and said, "I didn't mean that. I have never regretted killing Lady Monica..."

"In my view, given Lord Calvin's temperament, Lady Monica's body might not be discovered after a long time."

"If I didn't inform him, it would be strange."

I looked at Kate, feeling a pang of sharp pain in my heart.

She was my accompanying maid. Three years ago, I saved her from being sold to a wicked person. At that time, she had tried to bury her father's body by selling herself.

When I had saved her, she had knelt and thanked me profusely.

She had sworn to serve me loyally for the rest of her life.

I had always treated her like my family and given her the best of everything.

I helped her bury her father. I ate and lived with her. I even taught her martial arts for self-defense.

I begged my parents to adopt her as a righteous daughter.

I never expected that she would resent me despite my taking care of her so carefully.

I never expected that she would help Isabel to kill me.

In Calvin's mansion, it seemed like I had lost everything.