I Became the Villainess, But My Beast Husbands Can Hear My Mind?! Chapter 206: Inherited Knowledge (2)

"Read?"

Roxanna had never gotten a side mission this easy, yet it still offered such a useful reward.

If she got that passive skill, she could teach modern knowledge much faster to the people in the Vixeria Tribe, especially her husbands.

"Are you sure I only need to read for one hour?" Roxanna asked, just to make sure she hadn’t misunderstood.

[Yes, Host. You only need to read for one hour,] the system replied right away.

Roxanna narrowed her eyes slightly. It felt a little suspicious because this mission was too easy. But if that was really all she had to do, then she wasn’t going to complain.

[Would you like to read the content of the book through the system panel?] the system asked.

Without hesitation, Roxanna nodded. "Yes, please. And make the font size comfortable, so it won’t hurt my eyes."

After the hologram panel in front of her flickered once, the system displayed the content of the book, starting from its cover.

[You can press the right arrow to go to the next page, and the left arrow to return to the previous one,] the system explained briefly.

Roxanna gave a small nod and tapped the right arrow, but the mont the first page appeared, her finger froze because the page contained information about Michaela.

[Na: Michaela Greenway

Age: 26 y.o]

Twenty-six...

If Michaela had only written this book after she ca to this world, then that ant she had died far too early in her real life. Or more precisely... she had died after watching her daughter’s school performance.

"That’s too young," she whispered.

As Roxanna lowered her gaze, she realized that her mother had written a ssage for her.

[To my dearest daughter,

If you are reading this, then it ans you have found the book I left behind for you.

There are a lot of things that I want to tell you, but the most important thing I want to say is, I’m sorry.]

Roxanna stopped reading for a mont when she saw Michaela’s apology.

Since she was little, she had always wondered what kind of life she would have had if she hadn’t lived in an orphanage.

Would she have had a caring mother? A hardworking father who would always buy her lots of toys?

She had imagined that kind of life so many tis that her hope slowly turned into anger.

At so point, she stopped hoping altogether because hoping only made it hurt more.

For years, she had told herself that her mother didn’t love her, so there was no point in dreaming about being taken back or living like a normal kid.

For years, she believed that her mother hated her so much that she wanted her to freeze in the middle of winter.

But now that she was faced with her mother’s apology, everything she had once believed shattered in an instant.

She clenched the book on her lap tightly, biting her lower lip so her tears wouldn’t fall down her cheeks.

No wonder the system still gave such a good reward. It turned out that simply reading this book was truly difficult. It felt like every word was pressing against her chest, making it harder to breathe.

After a while, she forced herself to keep going, her eyes returning to the words on the system panel.

[I’m sorry that I couldn’t stay by your side. I’m sorry that I couldn’t watch you grow up, hold your hand, or be there when you needed the most.

But even so... I hope you won’t hate .

I know that is a selfish request, but the world I lived in was not kind, and the choices I made were never easy. Still, when I saw you on the stage, I realized that among all the bad things that happened in my life, you were not one of them.

I realized that you are my greatest miracle.]

Roxanna gritted her teeth because no matter how hard she tried, the tears still rolled down her cheeks.

She covered her mouth with both hands, trying to hold back her sobs. She was so focused on stopping herself from crying that she didn’t notice soone approaching her.

"Roxanna." The soft voice calling her na made her freeze.

The mont she lifted her face, she saw Zeir walking toward the hut. His expression was filled with worry, and there was also a hint of fear.

"Roxanna, what’s wrong?" He quickly stepped closer and checked on her the mont he reached her. "Did soone hurt you? Where are the others? Why are you out here alone?"

Instead of answering his questions, Roxanna sobbed even harder, her voice trembling as she called out, "Zeir..."

"Yes, I’m here." Zeir gently cupped her cheeks, looking straight into her eyes. "What’s the matter, Roxanna?"

His gaze lowered slightly, and he noticed the book resting on her lap. "Are you upset because of this thing?"

Roxanna nodded slowly, her eyes still filled with tears. "I am."

"Why?" he asked softly.

Roxanna tried to hold back her sobs so she could answer. "Because... my mother wrote a letter for ..."

Her voice broke at the end. Zeir’s expression softened, his hands still gently holding her face as he waited for her to continue.

"She said... I’m her greatest miracle," Roxanna whispered, her tears falling even faster. "But she still left behind."

She added, "I—I understand why she left . The elders of the Golden Tribe told that my mother had when she was only sixteen... and that’s not a good age to have a child in my world."

Roxanna slowly reached out and clutched Zeir’s clothes, her fingers trembling. "But still..." her voice shook, "no matter how hard I try to understand her... my heart... it still hurts."

She lowered her head slightly, her grip tightening. "Zeir... am I... am I a bad person for feeling this way?"

Zeir didn’t answer right away. Instead, his hands moved from her face to gently pull her into his arms.

Holding her close, he whispered, "If crying makes you a bad person, then everyone in this world would be guilty."