บททั้งหมดของ Vows Written in Blood: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Livia could feel her stomach growing emptier by the minute. The hunger became even more noticeable after the aroma of the breakfast that had filled Adrian’s room kept lingering in her mind.However, she did not dare ask for food.She had been in the mansion for less than a day. It felt extremely inappropriate to suddenly ask the servants for anything. Besides, throughout her life, Livia had long been used to enduring hunger.And most importantly—she truly forgot that her status was now Mrs. De Luka.To Livia, she was still the same girl. The girl who had always been considered unworthy of touching anything in Robert’s house.After Adrian left, Livia returned to the room to clean herself up.She stood in the large bathroom for quite a while, still slightly amazed by all the facilities inside. Slowly, she tried using Adrian’s soap and shampoo, just as he had allowed her to earlier.The moment the shampoo foam touched her hair, Livia’s eyes widened slightly.Her hair, which usually felt

Rossa’s face had turned deathly pale.Blood continued to flow from the bite wounds covering her body, soaking through the worn clothes clinging to her skin. Every step she took felt unbearably heavy, as if her bones were shattering beneath the endless pain stabbing through her body.Her entire body trembled.Her lips quivered softly as she tried to suppress the whimpers escaping from them.But no one came to help her.The back corridor of the mansion was completely silent. The small room where Rossa lived was located far behind the main residence, in the most isolated part of the estate. A place even the servants rarely passed by.As if her existence had been deliberately hidden away.Rossa walked slowly while supporting herself against the wall.Faint trails of blood stained the floor with every weak step she took forward.“It hurts so much…”Her voice was barely audible.Her breathing became increasingly uneven.Yet amidst all the pain—the only thing that kept appearing in her mind

Livia truly remembered Adrian’s words from that morning.“Don’t come home later than me.”The sentence kept echoing in her mind all day long, even while she was in the laboratory.Because of that, as soon as campus activities ended and the afternoon research session had to be paused, Livia immediately organized all her notes and samples as quickly as possible.She hurriedly closed her notebook.“I’ll continue tomorrow…” she murmured softly while looking at the small tubes lined up on the laboratory table.One of the students standing not far from her glanced over in confusion.“You’re leaving unusually early today, Livia.”Livia immediately gave a small smile.“Yes. I have to go home.”“You still haven’t eaten since this morning.”The student frowned while looking at the apple beside Livia’s desk.“Don’t tell me that’s your only meal again.”Livia quickly hid the apple inside her bag with a slightly awkward expression.“I really like the apples here. They’re very sweet. Besides, I’m n

Livia woke up because she could feel someone watching her.Her eyes slowly opened.And the moment she saw Adrian standing not far in front of her—her body jolted.She hurriedly stood up and immediately rushed over with a panicked expression.“Master… you’re home already?”Her voice sounded slightly hoarse from just waking up.But Adrian did not answer right away.He simply stood there silently, observing Livia from head to toe.His gaze was sharp.Cold.And somehow, it felt as though he was evaluating something.The home clothes the woman was wearing looked terribly worn for someone who was supposedly the daughter of the Robert family.The fabric looked thin.The color had faded.And several seams looked as though they were about to come apart.Those were not clothes suitable for the wife of the De Luca family.Adrian’s eyes slowly narrowed.Hadn’t Charlie once said that Livia liked stealing her belongings?Then why was this woman dressed like someone who could not even afford new cl

Adrian sat calmly in his chair while looking at the dinner dishes neatly arranged across the long table.The crystal chandelier above reflected a soft glow over the silver tableware. The mansion felt incredibly quiet. Only the faint sound of cutlery occasionally echoed through the dining room.Meanwhile, Livia stood not far from him.Her posture was the same as it had been that morning.Silent. Straight. Obedient.Like a servant waiting for her master to finish eating.Adrian slowly began eating his dinner.And once again—he had to admit something that irritated him.Livia’s cooking was genuinely good.The taste was balanced. Not excessive. Not overpowering. Yet strangely comforting on his tongue.The grilled meat was tender. The warm soup tasted light yet rich with flavor.Adrian did not like admitting other people’s strengths easily.But the woman truly cooked well.Meanwhile, Livia remained standing quietly.Her stomach had started hurting badly from hunger.Since morning, the onl