Chapter 61

Race struggled to dismount from the horse carriage that had brought him to the palace. Despite his illness, he was determined to search for Ivy within the castle, convinced that his wife must be in the place that had always made him feel suffocated. Race entered with difficulty, clutching his aching and thundering chest due to worry. Upon reaching the palace entrance, several guards tried to assist Race.

"Let go! I don't need your help!" Race harshly pushed away the guard's hand that was about to assist him. Race paid no mind to his condition, consumed by his sickness.

"Where is Ivy? She must be here, right?" Race then asked the guard.

The guards stationed at the palace entrance exchanged glances with one another. They hadn't seen Ivy since their morning watch.

"Answer me! Why are you all just standing there?" Race continued, his emotions running high.

"Sorry, Young Master Race, we haven't seen Miss Ivy all day. If she had come here, we would have su