Vows Written in Blood의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Livia woke up slowly.Reflexively, she turned to her right.Empty.Rossa was no longer there.Her heart immediately started beating faster.She sat up, but her body instantly tensed. A stinging pain spread through her wounds every time she moved. Her breath hitched for a moment, but she did not stop.“Mother…”The voice was almost inaudible.Livia got off the bed, her steps unsteady yet hurried. She went into the bathroom and quickly splashed water on her face—the cold water was not even enough to wash away the panic creeping into her chest.Without properly drying her face, she immediately ran out.The corridor was still quiet.But her hurried footsteps broke the silence.“Aunt, have you seen my mother?”She stopped a servant who happened to pass by her.The woman looked slightly surprised, then answered briefly, “Your mother is in the flower garden.”Without waiting any longer, Livia immediately ran.The morning air was still cold when she arrived at the garden on the right side of

Livia stood before a small mirror, cracked at one corner.Her reflection appeared faint, fractured by the thin line splitting the glass. She gazed at herself for quite some time, as though trying to recognize the figure standing before her.She wore very simple clothes—a pale long-sleeved shirt that had long since lost its original shape, and a pair of black trousers that looked worn from being used too often.There was nothing special.Nothing striking.In fact… far too ordinary for someone living in a house as grand as this.And perhaps… no one in the world would ever guess that she was the daughter of Robert Moreau.A man whose name carried immense weight.A man whose life was filled with power, wealth, and honor.While she…looked even more pitiful than the servants’ children in that house.Livia gave a faint smile.A thin smile that never quite reached her eyes.As if it were not something she needed to regret.Or perhaps… something she had accepted for far too long.“Are you goi

The room was still filled with silence when one of the professors reopened the document in front of him.“Besides the non-opioid analgesic,” he said slowly, “we also found another part of your research.”Livia did not answer immediately.Her gaze remained calm.“A topical formulation… antiseptic?”Another professor added, his tone carrying doubt.“With claims of significantly accelerating the wound-drying process?”Several people exchanged glances.Not out of interest—but… skepticism.Livia understood that.And she was not offended.“That is not a claim,” she replied softly.“It is a result.”The room fell silent again.Professor Albert leaned back slightly.“Research like this is not new, Livia. Many antiseptics accelerate healing. However… the significant acceleration you described—”“—is unrealistic?” Livia cut in calmly.There was no emotion in her voice.Only certainty.The professor did not deny it.Because that was… exactly what they thought.Livia slowly stood from her chair.

Livia stood in front of the bed.Her eyes were fixed on the dress that had been neatly laid upon it.A white dress.Simple.Without luxurious details.Without any sparkle that could draw attention.But for someone like her…the dress still looked expensive.Too expensive.Too far from the life she had been living all this time.Her hand slowly lifted.Touching the fabric carefully.As if afraid to damage it.As if it did not belong to her.Livia’s chest felt tight.Painful.Yet she kept smiling.She turned to look at Rossa.“Mom… this dress is very beautiful,” she said softly, trying to sound cheerful.“If I wear it tonight, I will surely become the most beautiful woman in the world.”Her tone was light.Too light.And Rossa knew it.Rossa could not respond.The woman only nodded slowly.Trying to smile.But her tears had already betrayed her.She knew.She knew very well.Livia’s smile was a forced one.But she also knew…she could not appear weak.Because if she fell apart—her daug

A servant stood in front of Livia’s bedroom door. Politely, he said, “Miss Livia, Mr. Robert is waiting for you.”Livia did not respond. She simply rose slowly from her seat.“Wherever the place is, and whoever the person is… there is nothing I need to think about. After all, I am already used to living like this.”She smiled faintly.“I think Robert is far more terrifying than any devil. Including Adrian.”She glanced at Charlie.“To me, Melly and you… are far more terrifying and disgusting than Adrian.”Her smile remained.“How dare you?” Charlie’s voice rose instantly, filled with anger.Livia only looked at her briefly, then smiled again.Charlie fell silent.There was something different about that smile.It was no longer a smile full of fear.Nor was it a submissive smile like before.That smile… was cold.Without saying anything else, Livia walked gracefully toward the door.There, Rossa was already waiting with a pale face. Her eyes scanned her daughter from head to toe, makin