Chapter 289

Third Person's POV

In just two or three years, Giselle had become gaunt and emaciated, her entire being devoid of vitality.

Her sunken cheeks and lifeless eyes made her appear weightless as she lay in bed, wrapped in thick blankets.

Despite the room's warmth, she shivered faintly.

She seemed not to recognize Valerica, staring blankly without a flicker of emotion.

Horace whispered in her ear, "This