The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472

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Though won y graved at her, Loretta refused to be a fontes de bla

She thought her son mwen’t meant to be trampled urotestant and he deserved in due

Loretta nodded resolutely, her voice gentle but fom “Wight, Fermo imat

“Alright.” Fenis gently embraced his mother, wanting to relive the feeling of being hand by the child

as a

As a child, just being in his Mom’s arms would make all his fears disappear. He always fale o cafe and secure

But now, as she held him again, Tenis was surprised to realize that something had changert

Loretta’s frame seemed smaller and more delicate than before, no longer giving him the same sense of remsurance

Ferns foll silent for a moment before it dawned on him that it was not that his Mom had grown maller it was that he

Ferris believed that a man must do what was expected of him.

Now that she had decided to leave, Loretta wasted no time and immediately instructed her attendants to begin packing her things

Ferris gazed at the now empty residence, took a deep breath, and stepped out

Now that spring had arrived, the wind was no longer as fierce as it had been in winter.

Yet when it brushed against one’s face, it still felt rather harsh.

Ferris approached the entrance to Saint Jero Clinic Even before he got close, cheerful laughter spilled out from within,

“What’s all the commotion about in there?” he asked, motioning to his attendant

The attendant went to ask around and quickly returned. “My Lord, Prince Xander is hosting a banquet to reward everyone for their efforts.”

Ferris nodded. “And her? is she happy?”

This “her” naturally referred to Athana.

His trusted aide lowered his gaze and replied cautiously. “The Viscountess has contained the epidemic. Her contributions are immense, and the people are deeply grateful. She seems quite content.”

“As long as she’s happy,” Ferris said to himself, but the words left a bitter aftertaste in his heart.

Athena was clearly thriving, so why did his chest feelso unbearably tight?

it was as if a piece of his heart had been carved anby, leaving only a hollow ache.

Ferris reached up to touch his chest, the weight of it making him deeply uncomfortable.

He’d thought he could walk away without a second glance, but when the imperial edict arrived, he realized he simply couldn’t let go

A bitter lump rose in Ferris’s throat – how could he possibly let gor

“Friends?” Ferris repeated the word slowly, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

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