Mr. Sterling, Mrs. Sterling is Multifaceted!-Chapter 297: I Can Only Give Myself to Him

Seraphina Redgrave chuckled softly, "What’s there to be afraid of? If we can maintain this kind of relationship, there might come a day when I too will rest eternally there."

After all, he risked his life to rescue her. If she were buried there, he probably wouldn’t mind.

"Are you already thinking about spending your entire life with me?"

Ethan Sterling grinned rakishly, "Alright, then I agree. After we die, let’s be buried together, right next to them."

"..."

Uh, this conversation seems to have veered off course, how did we end up deciding on a burial spot?

In Seraphina Redgrave’s mind, she seemed to already see her future, unable to leave that manor, unable to meddle in the affairs of Veridian Isle, living like a caged bird — quietly staying there, maybe even going abroad for a while. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

He raised his head and looked past Ethan Sterling’s shoulder out the window.

This might be the last time she gets to see the outside scenery.

The private estate was situated atop a verdant mountain, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

The luxury car drove into the lush forest, through the swirling white mist, and a majestic private estate appeared before them.

Seraphina Redgrave looked at this estate, a complex expression in her eyes.

This was to be her future home, her home for a lifetime.

Beyond the tall gates, Nanny Lynch led a group of servants and bodyguards awaiting them there.

The car had barely come to a stop when the excited Nanny Lynch rushed up, quickly opening the car door, seeing the still-living Seraphina Redgrave sitting inside, tears streaming down her old face, she couldn’t control her emotions, "Miss, you’re, it’s so good, really, I..."

Her words were already without logic, incomplete, incoherent.

"Nanny Lynch, I’m alright."

Seraphina smiled gently, wanting to reassure her, then took Ethan Sterling’s hand, "Ethan, we’ve arrived."

She sat upright, but the man she had been leaning on lost his balance, slumping over, his head resting on her shoulder, his eyes tightly shut.

Seraphina froze immediately, quickly propping him up, panic-stricken, "Ethan, what’s wrong, Ethan, wake up!"

"..."

His eyes remained tightly shut, he couldn’t hear her cries.

He had slipped into a coma.

"Nanny Lynch, doctor, call the doctor quick! Is Dr. Goodwin here?"

The man’s full weight pressed against her, making her strain, anxiously looking at Nanny Lynch.

"Yes, yes! Dr. Goodwin is here!"

"What’s going on!" Dr. Goodwin’s voice came from afar.

Nanny Lynch realized that Ethan Sterling’s condition was probably quite severe too and immediately stepped aside, allowing two bodyguards to move forward and help Ethan out of the car.

"Be gentle, his injuries are severe, he might have sustained bone injuries. Be careful."

Seraphina followed closely, getting out of the car, nearly tripping over herself in her haste.

Nanny Lynch caught Seraphina, "Miss, are you alright? Don’t worry, Young Master Sterling will be okay."

"Yes, I’m fine, let’s go and see Ethan first."

Seraphina watched the backs of the bodyguards and Ethan, her brows tightly furrowed, Ethan’s injuries were far more serious than she had imagined.

...

Since the estate was in the mountains, the temperature was a bit lower, and was slightly chilly this season.

In the villa, Dr. Goodwin led the medical team, ready for action.

Seraphina did not follow Ethan into the room where he was being treated; her identity was very sensitive now, the fewer people who knew, the better.

Sitting in the hall, she anxiously awaited the outcome.

"Miss, here, have some water."

Nanny Lynch approached with a cup of warm water and handed it to Seraphina. She had also prepared a small spoon, and after coming over, sat beside Seraphina and scooped a spoonful of water, offering it to Seraphina’s lips.

They really treated her like a child.

"Nanny Lynch, that’s not necessary, I’m fine."

Seraphina smiled faintly, feeling warmed by Nanny Lynch’s actions.

She took the cup and tilted her head back to take a sip.

Nanny Lynch sat beside her, scrutinizing her from head to toe, her eyes growing moist as she smoothed Seraphina’s hair, "Miss, you’ve suffered so much, why is the world so unfair? Miss is such a kind-hearted person, but everyone just wants you dead, they can’t even tell right from wrong."

So young, yet she was thrown into Veridian Isle set up by the Redgrave Family. Who knows how much she suffered to make it to twenty, and upon returning to Z Country, everyone continued to slander her. What wrong did she commit?

Seraphina smiled gently at her, wanting to put her mind at ease.

She looked up towards the staircase, unsure of Ethan’s condition on the second floor, unaware if Dr. Goodwin could heal him. Perhaps he should be taken to a hospital where the equipment was more comprehensive.

As she intended to withdraw her gaze, Seraphina noticed a new painting on the opposite wall, unsure of when it had been hung up.

A new painting, "Tower."

This painting was originally hung inside The Defiance Society, and she didn’t know when it had moved here.

If it were still at the school, this painting, born from the hands of a Veridian Isle fugitive, would certainly have been ruthlessly destroyed, reduced to ashes.

And the previous piece "Snow" hung together on the wall, both framed in the most exquisite frames.

"Nanny Lynch, Ethan really is very good to me, isn’t he?"

Seraphina looked at the two paintings, it didn’t sound like a question, more like a statement.

Nanny Lynch also looked at the two paintings, nodded in affirmation, and said, "Yes, that’s right. Over all these years, I’ve never seen Young Master Sterling treat anyone this well. I even told Special Assistant Ayers before that Young Master Sterling would surely come back to save you. He cares for you so deeply, how could he possibly watch you die without doing anything? At that time, he said it wasn’t possible, Young Master Sterling couldn’t return to the country, but now, Special Assistant Ayers must be thoroughly proven wrong."

No one knows where Nanny Lynch picked up such internet slang, but her meaning was clear.

"I didn’t expect it either, that he would make the impossible possible."

Seraphina said softly.

In that case, I have nothing to give in return, except to offer my life. In life, we share a bed; in death, we share a grave, never to be separated.

A man born to be a king actually lowered his head, sneaking back into the country with a group of refugees, all just to save her.

"Miss, don’t be sad, I will definitely take good care of the both of you, help you recover fully from your injuries, and afterwards, you will live peacefully and happily, which will make my heart content," Nanny Lynch comforted.

Seraphina nodded with a smile, "Yes, I will certainly treat him well from now on."

"Yes, that’s how it should be," Nanny Lynch said with a pleased smile.