Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 558 Almost Criminal The man looked down at Leia, who had fainted in his arms, his eyes deepening.

After a moment, he picked her up and turned to leave the basement.

When the old butler didn't see Selena come down for dinner and went to look for her, he saw Osvaldo carrying Selena in from outside.

The old butler was startled and hurried to greet them. "Madam, what happened?" "It's nothing," Osvaldo said nonchalantly. "She's just tired." The old butler's face became strange, and he coughed. "Young master... Madam is still young. You can't be too... You should be more considerate of her..." Osvaldo's footsteps faltered as he walked upstairs. He lowered his head and looked at Selena's face, which was showing signs of exhaustion. After a while, he spoke, his voice hoarse. "It's okay." Selena was exhausted and on the verge of collapse, but she hadn't completely lost her consciousness.

As soon as Osvaldo entered, he put her down, and she raised her hand and tugged at his sleeve, her voice so soft it seemed to be disappearing in the next second. "Bathroom..." Osvaldo looked at her tired eyes, turned his footsteps, and walked into the bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with warm water and various medicinal herbs.

Osvaldo put her on the carpet, squatted down, gently pushed her hair off her forehead, and hooked his lips. "Don't fall asleep in the bathroom, or I'll have to come and carry you myself." After a while, he heard Selena murmur drowsily.

Osvaldo took off her belt and put it aside before turning to leave.

Selena forced herself to stay conscious, took off her sweat-soaked clothes, and practically crawled into the bathtub.

Perhaps it was Osvaldo's threat that worked, but although she was so tired that she couldn't move a finger, she didn't fall asleep in the bathtub.

After soaking for half an hour, she felt much better, her spirits lifted. She put on a bathrobe and leaned against the doorframe, struggling to make her way out of the bathroom.

Then she froze.

Aman dressed in all black stood at the door with his back facing her, she didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Upon hearing the sound, he turned around, his eyes dark with anger, and spoke in his usual gentle voice, "Come and eat.” Selena unconsciously pulled her collar closer.

She didn't bring any clothes with her, and under her yukata... she was naked.

Feeling uneasy, Selena turned her face away, trying to hide the heat that rushed to her ears, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll change my clothes and come back." Osvaldo stared at her, his eyes showing a hint of extreme danger.

The 19-year-old girl was wearing a thin yukata, her damp long hair cascading past her shoulders, her delicate and beautiful body almost fully exposed.

The neckline of her yukata was unintentionally pulled to the side, revealing a faint glimpse of her collarbone.

Her two slender and straight legs were exposed to the air, white and dazzling, almost criminally alluring.

Osvaldo seemed to be enchanted, taking steps toward her.

Just as Selena came to her senses, she saw that the man was already in front of her.

She caught a faint scent of mint, cold yet warm with the man's unique warmth, making her want to get closer.

His warm breath fell on her face, slightly burning.

Selena clenched her fingers and took a step back, trying to remain composed.

Osvaldo slowly lifted his hand, his long and slender fingers landing on her hair, taking a piece of medicinal leaf the size of a fingernail from the top.

"I found someone to help you massage it, so you won't feel so uncomfortable tomorrow morning.” Selena lowered her long eyelashes, trying to keep her voice calm, "Okay." Seeing her bow her head, trying to make herself less awkward, Osvaldo couldn't help but curl his lips. "If you find it too hard, you can-" "I think it's fun," Selena looked up, her dark eyes shining brightly, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Almost two lifetimes.

In her previous life, ultimately, she lost to the heavens.

If she hadn't persevered for so many years, refusing to give up her position or die despite her serious illness, where would those people have found the audacity to harbor such inappropriate ambitions? She was thinking, if she not only went back to the past, but also appeared in front of everyone with such a young, beautiful, lively, and healthy body, how amazing their expressions would be? Osvaldo looked down at her, his eyes pitch black and his gaze cold and elusive, and finally reached out to touch her hair, "Sleep early." Selena smiled, "Good night." "Good night." Selena's tense nerves only relaxed after Osvaldo left.

She changed into her nightgown and had just finished eating the dinner Osvaldo had left on the table when someone lightly knocked on the door.

"Madam, may | come in?" It was a gentle woman's voice.

Reminded of what Osvaldo had said earlier, about finding someone to help her relax, Selena sat on the sofa and opened a book, "Come in." The door was opened from outside.

A woman in a slim-fitting long dress walked in, with a smile on her face and a gentle, elegant demeanor.

Selena was surprised, "Ophelia." There were many people in the castle, but only two in charge.

One was the butler, and the other was Ophelia.

The butler had watched Osvaldo grow up since he was a child.

As for Ophelia, she was said to be Osvaldo's mother, sent to take care of his daily life.

The woman walked up to Selena and poured her a cup of tea, "Relax, do whatever you want, and leave the rest to me." Selena's gaze slid over the woman's delicate and slender fingers and she smiled, "Thank you for your help." Ophelia walked up behind Selena, gently pressing her shoulders and saying, "Madam is very happy to see that you won the Fragrance Competition." Upon Ophelia's reminder, Selena suddenly remembered that she had been busy since she returned and forgot to give the perfume and trophy she promised to give to Osvaldo.

Selena felt a bit regretful.

However, at this time, Osvaldo should have already slept, so she can only wait until tomorrow.

Seeing her expression, Ophelia smiled and asked, "You look so much like your mother." Selena's eyes flickered, and she rarely became curious, "Have you seen my mother?" "Lady Nevaeh was once a famous figure in the capital. People in the capital may not recognize the rulers of a few major families, but they must know Lady Nevaeh." Selena blinked, "Why?" Even though Lady Nevaeh was famous in the fragrance industry, is her popularity and fame a bit too high? Ophelia thought carefully for a while and shook her head, "Madam, | cannot answer this question. Only by personally understanding Lady Nevaeh's past can you find the answer.” Selena was getting drowsy from the pressing and asked softly, "Because she was very gentle?" Ophelia shook her head, "Lady Nevaeh is not gentle, at least not as gentle as you."