Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 249 Total Destruction 

In truth, the passing of Simon bore a visage of lamentable sorrow. 

Kate’s fleeting glance was abruptly halted as a commanding hand covering her eyes, Eric’s frigid voice accompanying the gesture: “That suffices.” 

The constable, having glimpsed Simon’s plight, abstained from further inspection. At Eric’s behest, he swiftly withdrew the white shroud. 

Kate stood unmoving, yielding to Eric as he screened her vision and guided her from the mortuary. 

Her heart beat with tranquil ease, touched by a vindictive satisfaction. 

Simon… this agitator had at last met his reckoning! 

As Kate beheld the woeful visage of Simon’s remains, no fear gripped her; instead, a strange blend of elation and faint remorse stirred within. 

Elation, for the rogue Simon had met his end. Remorse, for his demise seemed too swift, too forgiving! 

In comparison to the tragic fate of her former self, her kin, and Eric, Simon’s passing… was almost gentle, almost fleeting. 

“Kate, are you well?” 

Only upon their departure from the mortuary did Eric release his grip on Kate’s eyes, his countenance marked with concern. 

Kate looked up at Eric, suddenly pinching her own arm, a sharp exclamation escaping her lips as she murmured, “It stings. This is not a dream… 

Eric had not anticipated her sudden action. He frowned, swiftly lowering her hand, a blend of displeasure and concern in his voice, “Why do you harm yourself?” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

A luminous smile graced Kate’s face. Without warning, she embraced Eric tightly, her voice trembling as she exclaimed, “Ric, it’s real… Simon is truly gone! 

Thus had she altered the course of their destinies. Simon now lay deceased before her, his lifeless form a testament to fate’s justice. 

The very architect of her family’s and beloved’s past tragedies… was no more! 

Though Simon no longer stirred her heart, memories of their shared past still kindled her ire. 

Eric was moved yet bewildered, holding Kate close. He, too, discreetly pinched himself. 

Ouch, it did sting. 

It was not a dream. 

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composed, her cool demeanor not escaping his notice. 

The present Kate harboured no affection for Simon. 

Perhaps she deemed his end too merciful. 

“I’ve long awaited Simon’s end, yet this… it is too forgiving! A wretch like him deserves the depths of hell!” 

Kate’s voice resonated with cold resolve, eyes gleaming with disdain. 

“Kate, my dear, let him be.” 

Eric soothed her with a gentle hand upon her back, his voice soft and calm. 

“Mm.” 

Kate nodded firmly, her gaze brightening as she looked at Eric, “Ric, let us return home.” 

Eric pursed his lips, watching her with a twinge of pleasure in his heart, then inquired, “And Simon’s 

remains?” 

Kate replied earnestly, “Burn what must be burned, bury what must be buried. Such filth sickens me. He wasted breath in life and land in death… 

Listening to Kate’s resolute words, Eric’s lingering resentment dissolved completely. 

He glanced back at the mortuary, his eyes ablaze with unwavering resolve. 

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. 

For a wretch like Simon, it is just 

As they journeyed back to Summer Estate, Kate hummed a merry tune, her spirits evidently lifted. 

Eric, steering the way, observed her joyful countenance, a faint smile gracing his lips. 

When Kate was content, so was he.