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“She got food poisoning, but it’s very light. I’ve already treated her. She ought to have a good rest this week, and
she’ll recover very soon.”
Cordelia gasped. “Food poisoning?”
“It’s my fault.” Zephyr looked at her. “Cordelia… I didn’t let you drink the soup in the morning because I suspected
that Aunt Helen drugged it.”
Cordelia sucked in a cold breath. She knew that Zephyr would not suspect someone out of the blue or wrongly
accuse an old helper loyal to him.
“I wanted to bring the soup to you, but Ginger came to the window sill looking for food, so I gave it a bowl too.
“But it went away after sniffing it.
“I got suspicious that something had been added to the soup since then.”
It was only now that Cordelia understood why he had looked worried and said strange things about how not to eat
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwhat Helen made next time…
“I went home in the afternoon and saw Helen busying about at home,” said Zephyr. “I was already suspicious of her
then and thought I’d wait for her to expose herself, so when she asked why you didn’t take the soup, I told her that
there’s a strange taste.
“Aunt Helen scooped some out and tasted it herself.”
Cordelia turned pale as she listened in shock.
If Helen had poisoned the soup, she would not have tasted it knowing that.
It seemed that she was clueless about it as well! Did that mean someone could come in and out of their house
freely and even drop things in the kitchen?
Cordelia could not help the chills that ran down her spine and the quickening of her heartbeat once she thought of
this.
“What… What kind of poison is it?”
Zephyr held her lightly and could feel the tremors within her.
“It’s a slow poison,” explained the doctor. “There’s an additive in the drug that will damage one’s central nervous
and cardiovascular systems when consumed long term.
“But this patient had coronary thrombosis before, so the poisoning played out faster. It’s fortunate that she didn’t
consume a lot and wasn’t addicted.”
Cordelia’s hands went cold.
Zephyr blamed himself. “Cordelia, it’s my fault. I was careless. And I watched Aunt Helen drink the soup without
stopping her…”
Cordelia looked at him.
He had his head lowered like a child who had done something wrong in front of her again. He took all the blame
because he knew that she liked Helen. The latter doted on her like a mother and took good care of her when he did
not have time to keep her company.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe cared a lot about the people she cared about.
It was just that this was not his fault. This was an ambush no one could prevent.
“You can’t be blamed,” Cordelia said softly. “We can’t avoid it when someone wants to harm us.”
Zephyr froze.
Cordelia’s sweet smile lit up his whole world.
“Besides, I know that you did it for me. You’re worried about people harming me, so not even Aunt Helen, who’s so
close to us, can do it.
“So why should I blame you?”
Cordelia cuddled him after that, stunning him before he lifted a hand to stroke her smooth hair.
“It’s fortunate that we discovered it early,” Zephyr said seriously. “And so fortunate that Aunt Helen is fine.”
“Mm.”
“But we can only ask Aunt Helen how that stuff got into the kitchen when she wakes up.”
As soon as he said that, Robert rushed over from the other end of the corridor.
“Sir…” He lowered his voice as much as he could. “Phil Nelson has applied for a long break from the manor and
went traveling!”
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