Chapter 87: 44.2

“How about having tea after dinner?” Brenti asked.

Okay. I’m not going to ask you for any more details because I’ll definitely be in trouble.

“I think that’s a good idea.”

Let’s not be stupid, Lulu.

I won’t be able to live a good life when I’m tangled up with lingering feelings, right? There’s no guarantee that another opportunity will come. Right, Lulu?

* * *

“I’ll get off here.”

“But, lady.” The coachman said in a troubled voice.

“I still have ten more minutes to get to the house. I want to get some fresh air. I want to walk.”

The coachman pulled up. He didn’t have any choice but to do so. In fact, the chances of something dangerous happening were remarkably low because this was already Leander’s territory.

With a deep sigh, I got out of the carriage.

“Omo!”

What kind of weather is this?

The driver looked worried at me and asked me. “Would you like to ride again, lady?”

It’s a moment of consideration for me.

“No, I am fine.”

I made up my mind to stay here for a bit. It’s a little bit cold. I think I needed to get myself together. How can I think of Gerald at that moment? There was such a nice man in front of me at that time!

And to think that it was our first date!

“Then you have to come all the way down this road, milady.”

“All right, all right.”

The coachman looked back several times and started.

I covered my body with a shawl. Wasn’t the weather crazy? It would be February soon!

I walked along the road grumbling.

No, Lulu, wake up and think. Why did you think of him at that moment when you have already drawn a line between you and Gerald?

Do you have that much regret?

I cried about that. Why did I want to repeat the past when I had such a hard time back then?

“Phew. It’s because I’m a nice kid, because I’m kind.”

It was a certain type of feeling that I didn’t want anyone else to discover.

His unicorn-like face came to mind. His beauty was strong enough to beat the coldness that I felt.

Bad boy. How nice it would be if his personality was just as pretty as his face.

“But why does the weather look like this!”

I shouted impatiently and hurriedly walked. I should’ve ridden the carrier five more minutes then gotten off.

I felt like I was going to get caught up in the wind and fly away because the air was strong enough.

“Oh, it’s cold.”

I shook my head.

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It was when I was walking like an emo girl. Really, is there nothing normal in my life? If not, will misfortune continue to come only to me?

“Who is this? Isn’t she a precious girl?”

If there is a God… I need to talk to you! Why do I encounter gangsters that I’ve never seen in my life while walking on this road?

“You’d better not do anything you regret.”

I felt like all my worries were gone. Life still went on as I expected. Otherwise, this timing.

I measured the distance from the main gate. Ten minutes by carriage is about 30 minutes on foot.

Even if I’d walked for quite a while, I still had about 20 minutes to get to the main gate.

If I scream here, will the knights at the door hear? And what time will they get here?

Damn it, I’m screwed.

I clenched my teeth and glared at the gangsters.

“In fact, precious girls can make us some money. And the lady of the Leander family? It’s like a gift given from the heavens! You alone can make me rich at once.”

“You’ll really regret it. If you know what kind of family Leander is.”

“Of course, I know.”

The gangsters grinned bitterly.

Oh, my God. I don’t think I have anything to lose now. I think I have arrived at the bottom of the pits of my life.

I stepped back with my lips clenched.

Countless images of people passed by in my head. The biggest one that came to mind was him, to my annoyance.

He had been the person, the man that I’ve loved all my life, and at the same time, the one who hurt me.

In fact, it hurt so much that I was going to die. Probably because I really loved him from the bottom of my heart.

I realized the fact again.

“Gerald! Help me! Help me! Gerald!!!”

I turned around and started running. Can I really run away from them, to be honest?

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

I rolled on the ground because my shoes came off. I could feel the hooligans giggling and walking toward me. It appeared futile for me to run away like that.

“Hey, you punk!”

Funny how life gets at you.

“Hey, ugly. At times like this, you have to call your brother’s name. Why are you calling out the name of an outsider?”

I raised my head with a jerk.

Alexid, who jumped off the horse with a tired face, opened his eyes. It was a moment when I realized that my enemy appeared to be a savior.

“Oh, brother! Alexid!”

“Don’t touch my ugly one,” Alexid said solemnly. Still, I was lucky to have Alexid.

I really thought something bad would happen to me.

While crying, I had gotten up from the ground, sat down, and burst into tears without realizing it.

Why is this happening? I’m already so upset!

I threw off my shoes. I was annoyed, but it was also very cold, so I pulled on my shawl tighter across my shoulders.

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