Dangerous Fiancee

Chapter 89

Cordelli searched for only one person.

A woman with chocolate hair and innocent green eyes like buds. Her one and only lady who survived from death.

"Lady Marianne!"

Her exclamation, which was close to a scream came out. Everybody paid attention to her.

Not caring at all, she ran toward the woman she was looking for.

She instantly ran to Marianne with her tearful eyes, dressed more simply than she.

The closer she came to Marianne, the more she began to cry.

"Cordelli!"

Marianne hugged Cordelli who came running to her like the wind.

"Lady...boohoo...Lady..."

Cordelli had a lot to say when she met Marianne again, but she just wrapped her arms around her back, bursting into tears. She felt Marianne was more slender as if she lost weight.

"Cordelli. Don't cry. Were you hurt? You must have been surprised."

"I'm fine. I was not injured. How is your condition? Oh my god, your face looks terrible. It must have hurt a lot. You shouldn't have scars there. Your nails were broken too. You know I trimmed them. Were you injured anywhere else? Are you sure the priests here have treated you properly?"

Cordelli made a big fuss while touching her body carefully while crying.

Marianne was very happy that she was the same as before. One of the sensations that brought her back to reality was the warmth in her arms like this.

"I'm alright. It doesn't hurt very much. The priests here are kind, and Her Eminence Cardinal cares for me a lot. There are lots of things I want to ask you ..."

Marianne properly left space for her, letting go of her as smoothly as possible so that she couldn't feel sorry.

"First of all, there are lots of people here I have to see. Okay?"

"Oops! I'm sorry."

Cordelli stepped back behind her, wiping her tears.

Marianne did not blame her. Instead, she approached the cardinal and grand duke, the two noblewomen, and Beatrice.

"I'm honored to see Your Eminence Cardinal."

Her rosy rustic dress swelled slightly like petals and then shrunk. She then gently bowed to the two wives behind her and made eye contact with Beatrice.

"My maid has grown up with me like my sister. Please forgive for her rudeness by showing your mercy."

"Well, compassion doesn't know blood or knightship. People here care about you as much as your maid."

Helena stepped in and elegantly accepted her apology. As if they agreed with her, they replied with a gentle smile.

Only Mrs. Chester narrowed her eyebrows, but she soon tried to hide it by feigning a smile. "Lady Marianne, it's so fortunate that you are safe."

"I am so glad that all of you are safe. I heard that all the wagons behind me were in an accident. I'm looking at you up close now, and I think you were wounded a bit..."

Marianne noticed the wounds on Duchess Lamont's forehead.

"I hear that there won't be any scars if you are treated well. They say Biche's legs will be alright if she gets a good rest for two weeks."

Mariane looked down at Beatrice's legs. As they were hidden beneath the dress, she could not know how badly injured she was. When she lifted her eyes anxiously, Beatrice smiled as if to make her feel at ease and said, "Well, there are people who might have scars if they are not lucky."