Do you all know the future?

Chapter 54 Shock
As her tense nerves relaxed, Diane felt increasingly dizzy. Luckily, the maid was beside her, so she fell asleep immediately.

I don't know how long I slept, but after confirming that I was safe, I slept very soundly. When I woke up, I felt like my bones were a little soft.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was met with a stunningly beautiful woman. It wasn't a maid, but the mature Duchess Isabella. The Duchess's red eyes were filled with joy, and her cold and alluring face and red lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

"Teacher, where am I?"

Diane looked around at the exquisite objects and knew at a glance that this was not her home.

"You're at the Stuart's house now. After you fell unconscious, Margaret and I discussed having you rest here. Are you feeling better?"

Isabelle stretched out her hand to check Diane's condition. Her blood and energy had recovered, and the spiritual medicine she had given her had worked.

"I feel much better, completely recovered. I slept for a long time, and my whole body felt stiff! But where's Margaret? Where did she go?"

Diane raised her hand, feeling a bit awkward in controlling it. She looked around, but the absence of Margaret puzzled her.

"Ms. Margaret has gone to submit her manuscript, leaving me to look after you. You've been sleeping for three days now, don't rush things, take your time to adjust."

Isabella took Diane's hand and touched the spot on Diane's wrist that had healed, leaving only a white line.

"Oh, three days, that's a long time. Why don't I feel hungry?"

Diane felt like she had only slept a few hours more than usual, but she didn't expect that several days had already passed.

"Of course we won't let you go hungry. We've fed you spirit tree sap, which is enough for your body to use."

Isabella held Diane's hand and said that Diane suddenly felt a sweet taste in her mouth.

"Oh, it's very valuable!"

Diane casually remarked that she was getting used to her recovered body and shaking hands to get a feel for it.

"You're not even as valuable as my apprentice. You escaped all of them, and you stayed behind, but you couldn't even hold Ryan off for long!"

The beautiful woman scolded Diane for not following the plan and for making her own decision to use blood to intimidate Ryan. She did manage to intimidate him, but not for long.

"I'm sorry, I overestimated myself!"

Diane lowered his head and admitted his mistake. If he was wrong, he wouldn't argue; he would just bravely admit it.

"Why are you apologizing? You saved me! My barrier broke down, and you gave me a chance to catch my breath!"

Isabella stroked Diane's healing wounds; she had escaped death because Diane had attracted Duke Ryan's wrath.

"Is that so? That's good. I thought you had a backup plan, but you used blood magic later!"

Diane breathed a sigh of relief. If he had helped Isabella, then his actions weren't entirely reckless interference and had played a role. He felt a little more at ease.

"I was stuck in the poison and couldn't raise my magic power for a while. I was prepared to sacrifice myself, but I didn't expect you to step in and save me. Thank you, Xiao An."

Isabella smiled faintly, her tone warm and grateful, saying that surviving was the greatest fortune.

"But you've become dangerous too. Don't do it again next time!"

Then she stopped smiling, and the beautiful woman gave Diane a stern warning, telling him to be more careful next time.

"Yeah, I did it instinctively. Who knows what the next time will bring, or what I'll be thinking? But I don't think I'll encounter this kind of danger again."

Diane nodded in agreement. In such a critical situation, who could carefully weigh the pros and cons? The mind would think and the body would act; how could one weigh so many factors?

"That's why I like you even more. It's at times like these that you can see a person's true colors, whether they'll share the hardships or run away alone."

Holding Diane's hand and feeling the warmth from her palm, the beautiful woman was very gratified. Diane was worth sacrificing herself to protect and fight for his life.

"Besides, this situation is unlikely to occur again. Who would have thought that Duke Stuart was a cultist? But it seems you already knew that Ryan was a cultist?"

With a loving smile, Diane's support made Isabella feel that there was true kindness in the world. Thinking of what Diane had said to her on the way, Isabella regretted running away halfway through. Looking back, she realized that Diane must have known something at the time.

"It was intuition, the effect of the Holy Blood. Bridget also realized Duke Ryan's true identity, which is why we went to the sea to find evidence. I just didn't expect him to make his move so soon."

Diane couldn't very well say that he had heard the knowledge of rebirth from Loran, so he used his omnipotent spirituality to explain, combining it with Bridget's words.

"I wanted to warn you, teacher, but it was too late. His scheme succeeded!"

It was a twist of fate that Diane thought the other party wanted to ease tensions and take Loran away as a sacrifice, but she never expected that they would kill her to silence her.

"It's all in the past, I don't want to think about it anymore. Now, once I've gathered all the materials for the Soul Searching Technique, I'll personally entertain him!"

Isabella's good mood was ruined. She stared at the porcelain vase on the table, inside which was the ghost of Duke Ryan. The vase trembled slightly, and the ghost frantically tried to move around in fear. It was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible unless you looked closely.

"Is it really that hard to gather all the materials? It's been three days and you still haven't collected them all?"

Diane thought Duke Ryan was completely dead, and the ritual had been prepared for three days but the soul search hadn't even started yet.

“I need to take care of you. Even though Margaret is here, I’m worried about you being unconscious, especially since you bled because of me!”

While the materials were precious, Isabella found it relatively easy to collect them. The main problem was that the beautiful woman couldn't leave the unconscious Diane.

Isabella gently touched the white lines on Diane's wound with her fingers, her face flushed. She would only feel at ease when Diane woke up.

"And we also have to handle Ryan's funeral, deal with the nobles who come to pay their respects, as well as the royal family and the church."

Realizing she had been too ambiguous, Isabella stopped what she was doing and explained to herself that it wasn't entirely because of Diane.

"They're even preparing a funeral for him. What will the church and the royal family's reaction be?"

Diane felt no sympathy; upon hearing Isabella's hesitant reply, he thought of the Bureau of Investigation.

They're still researching how to find people using the Life Beads there, but the cultists here are already dead.

"What kind of reaction could there be? A hasty conclusion. I didn't say Ryan was a cultist, just to protect Loran's reputation."

“The cultists attacked Duke Stuart, who died and was devoured by the cult. Then I killed the cultists, who were burned by the sacred fire before they arrived.”

Isabella tilted her head and said that this was the best way to protect the Stuart family's reputation, since Lorraine was also going to inherit the Stuart family business.

"So perfunctory?"

“Someone in my family has died. At this point, any excuse will do. The Empire and the Church won’t care. After all, the cultists have been wiped out. It’s probably already in the newspapers. Do you want me to find you some newspapers?”

Isabella stood up with a smile, released Diane's hand, and went to find a newspaper for Diane to read.

"No need, it's good that you know. It's also a way to comfort the soldiers and experts who died tragically on the new ship. I didn't expect to earn him the title of hero."

Diane held Isabella's hand, preventing her from leaving to get the newspaper. He believed what Isabella said. "There's no other way. It's for Loran's sake. Anyway, he couldn't enjoy it, so he won't have to worry about you being attacked by cultists anymore. He died peacefully."

Isabella rose slightly, but Diane pulled her back down to sit, gazing tenderly at Diane.

"It's good that you died. No wonder you were wearing this outfit, teacher. You were going to preside over the funeral."

Diane sized up Isabella. Isabella was dressed in a black gauze suit, which outlined her alluring curves amidst her dignified and solemn demeanor. Sitting on the bed, her round buttocks were sunken into the quilt, giving Diane a great visual impact.

Wearing a wide-brimmed black veil hat and pearl earrings, she looked dignified and elegant. The combination of a noblewoman's languid charm and her graceful demeanor inspired a sense of reverence in others.

"What are you looking at? I didn't drink any holy blood. You better behave yourself!"

Diane clearly felt more than just admiration; he also harbored wicked intentions. Holding Isabella's delicate hand, the mature and beautiful Duchess noticed the change in his gaze and reprimanded him.

"Shouldn't there be some reward for saving the teacher?"

Diane took Isabella's hand and pulled her to her side, pleading for comfort from Isabella with a wronged expression.

“There can be a reward, but not today. I haven’t settled the score with you yet for your plan to use the Holy Blood to control me.”

Isabella shyly turned her head away, leaving Diane with a haughty profile.

"Hasn't the teacher already forgiven me?"

Diane was astonished. This woman could go back on her word? She really deserved a beating.

"That's your reward for saving me and sharing life and death with me. Don't push your luck!"

The beautiful woman pulled her hand away from Diane's, flustered, and stood up again. Diane, realizing what was happening, hugged her waist.

"You're pushing your luck, teacher, I want to kiss you..."

Embracing the woman's cartoonish figure, Diane began to act shamelessly. This tactic was very effective on beautiful women; she had tried it in the warehouse.

"You bastard, I already told you, I didn't drink the holy blood! Don't do this! Let me go!"

She tolerated Diane's indulgence elsewhere, but her eyes glanced at the table where the porcelain vase was placed, and Duke Ryan was still inside.

"I won't let you kiss me unless you let me!"

Diane discovered today that she suddenly has a strong liking for Isabella. Of course, it's not because of any widow's charm; it's simply that her trust in Isabella has increased after the life-or-death crisis.

Who could resist a beautiful woman who would sacrifice herself to protect you in a crisis? Just like a maid, Isabella has the shadow of a maid.

"You scoundrel, you've completely disgraced Queen Greta! Just one kiss!"

Isabella thought about it; she had kissed Diane in front of Duke Ryan before, so there was nothing wrong with a kiss.

She couldn't bear to forcefully break free from Diane's embrace, afraid of accidentally hurting her, so she was now being dominated and devoured by Diane.

"Uh-huh……"

Diane dragged Isabella back to the bed. He knelt on the bed and looked at the beautiful woman under the black veil, admiring her charming, mature, noble and elegant appearance.

"What are you looking at? If you're going to kiss, hurry up and do it..."

Isabella grew increasingly uneasy under Diane's gaze, but feigning composure, she let out a cold snort to express her displeasure.

Diane disagreed. When Isabella was truly angry, it would be accompanied by special effects; there would be a chilling feeling, and her aura and pressure would be different. There was no indication that she wasn't angry.

"Before enjoying a fine meal, you should look at the color of the dishes and smell their aroma. How can you just swallow them whole? Wouldn't that be a waste of a beautiful woman?"

Diane leaned closer and took a sniff. The fragrance of red roses calmed her mind and relaxed her body, like an essential oil massaging her nerves.

"This is so troublesome, I'll do it..."

Duke Ryan's ghost is listening. The shy Isabella pinned Diane down, not wanting to be teased by Diane, and decisively took the initiative.

As they exchanged information, Isabella gradually lowered her guard. She hadn't held anything back from Diane, but feeling that Diane was being inappropriate, and having experienced the warehouse incident, she couldn't say anything since she was gagged.

In the midst of her movement, Isabella accidentally knocked off her wide-brimmed black veil hat. As she reached out to pick it up, she suddenly felt Diane's hand untying the ribbon, and Isabella snapped awake.

"No, we can't do this, we can't be here..."

She got a chance to catch her breath, twisted her body to back away, and grabbed Diane's hand to stop him from continuing.

“I just ate one bite... I slept for three days and it felt like I was locked in a dark room for three days. I wanted to find some sense of security and some of the feeling of my mother.”

Diane feigned pitifulness; her acting was poor, in fact, quite bad, but Isabella sensed her intense emotions.

Isabella, whose favorability towards Diane had already increased because of Diane's willingness to risk her life for him, unconsciously pulled her hand away from Diane's even though she knew he was faking it, as if she tacitly approved of Diane's violent behavior.

"Stop it, Ryan, Ryan's still here..."

Isabella took a bite and that was it, but when she noticed Diane's hands getting inappropriate again, she panicked. She wasn't wearing a bodycon dress now, so she couldn't resist Diane by pressing down on the hem of her skirt.

"He knows that perfectly well!"

Diane's movements were initially somewhat furtive, but after the Duchess mentioned that Duke Ryan was still alive, Diane's hands became more unrestrained.

The resistance came from Duke Ryan, and Diane felt relieved and relaxed.

Because Duke Ryan couldn't hit him, he could only listen from inside the porcelain bottle, and he had perfectly carried out Duke Ryan's instructions.

If you like someone, just admit it and snatch them away. If someone else's husband doesn't agree, then find a way to make him agree. Don't feel guilty.

Isabella was suddenly speechless. She and Diane were lovers, but... but she had never done such a thing!

"You, don't be so presumptuous, at least cover yourself with a blanket."

Isabella felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, her bottom line being lowered again and again, and she had no way to deal with the relentless advance of Diane.

"Is it okay to just cover yourself with a blanket?"

Diane had been somewhat hesitant, but now she understood completely.

"is not what it means……"

The porcelain vase on the table vibrated violently, but unfortunately, the high frequency and weak, faint sound were insignificant compared to the shaking of the wooden bed.

(End of this chapter)