# 6
Revan quickly ran down the stairs and carried Helen.
"Helen! Wake up!"
He pressed a handkerchief to her forehead to stop the bleeding.
“…”
But Helen's limp body did not move.
Revan shouted in horror at the stunned servants who stood motionless.
“What are you waiting for? Call the doctor immediately!”
Only then did the servants start moving quickly.
“Daddy, what about mommy?”
Shivalin tugged at Revan's sleeve, looking around in confusion.
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“…Because of you, Helen was hurt.”
When Revan removed her small hand, Shivalin fell on her butt.
"Miss! Are you okay?"
asked the butler, who arrived late, making Revan flinch.
“Because of you?”
“What should I say...”
It was an unintentional observation.
He should have apologized and said that his words were not appropriate...
But seeing Shivalin's pale face made him speechless.
“Your Excellency, we must… take the lady to her room.”
It was strange.
Shivaline, his daughter for whom he was willing to sacrifice his life, now makes him feel uncomfortable.
“Take Shivalin to her room.”
Being with Shivalin was uncomfortable at that moment.
Guilt over his recent behavior washed over him like a wave.
Revan turned and assigned Shivalin to the butler.
“Ah…”
Shivalin tried to say something, but she bit her lip.
She turned around, feeling very disappointed.
Revan gently placed Helen on the bed. Fortunately, the bleeding from her forehead stopped.
This fact alone seemed to be enough to calm Revan's pounding heart.
“Master Marquis Rata, I salute you.”
“Forget the greeting and take care of my wife immediately.”
“Okay, understood...”
The doctor, who was panting heavily, took out his stethoscope after rushing to her.
“She fell down the stairs and then lost consciousness.”
“I will now focus on examining her head.”
The doctor examined Helen carefully under Revan's gaze.
"It looks like a mild concussion. She'll be up soon."
Revan stared at Helen with a worried look.
There were dark circles under her eyes. She started to lose a lot of weight in a short time.
“You have to eat healthy.”
Revan gently patted Helen's sunken cheek.
As he turned his head, he noticed a bottle of headache medicine on the bedside table.
This was the medication Helen used frequently because her headaches had gotten worse.
Despite his advice to her to use less, the bottle seemed lighter than the last time he saw it.
He had heard that headache medications could cause side effects, and he couldn't ignore it.
“Is there anything else that could be wrong?”
“I'll check it again.”
At Revan's insistence, the doctor checked Helen's pulse again.
“She is only sleeping due to accumulated exhaustion.”
“…Isn’t there something else to worry about?”
“No. Just make sure she gets plenty of rest today.”
"I am waiting."
Revan stopped the doctor who was about to leave with his medical bag.
“…Check on the child as well. Tell the butler if there are any injuries.”
“Yes sir.”
After the doctor left, Revan brought a chair and sat next to Helen.
He clasped his hands together and let out a deep sigh.
“Helen...”
He could not be reassured. He was afraid she would never open her eyes again.
He regretted meeting Arya. If he had not met her, he would not have suspected Helen.
They wouldn't have fought, and Helen wouldn't have been hurt in the process.
“Please wake up.”
He also felt guilty about his attitude towards Shivalin.
“…Helen?”
Helen's fingers trembled slightly.
Revan's face lit up.
"Helen? Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"
He poured a cup of water and handed it to her, talking continuously.
“…Where’s Shevelin?”
“Take care of yourself first.”
“Where is Shevelin?”
“Helen, please.”
Even though Revan urged her to check on herself first, Helen wouldn't listen.
“I'll bring her here.”
“I'll go.”
“Helen, you just woke up...!”
Helen avoided Revan, and pulled the bell rope to summon a maid.
“Mary.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
“Help me up. Where is Chevlin?”
“Little Miss is in her room.”
“Helen!”
“Leave me!”
Helen shook off Revan's hand and, with help, moved her trembling legs.
"My little girl!"
At the sound of Helen's voice, Chevlin turned and ran into her arms.
The impact caused Helen to stagger slightly.
“Ma’am, are you okay?”
“Shh. Leave us.”
said Helen, comforting Chevlin, who showed no intention of leaving her embrace.
“Yes, ma'am. If you need anything, please call.”
The maid left and closed the door behind her.
"Are you hurt anywhere, Chevlin? Let your mother check you out."
“…”
Once they were alone, Chevlin slowly raised her head.
Helen examined her carefully, fearing that Chevlin might be injured.
I was relieved that there were no injuries, so I was able to calm down.
"Mom, I'm sorry. It's Cherry's fault. Don't hate Cherry."
Shevelin spoke in a formal, very cautious tone.
“Your mother is fine. Why do I hate my daughter?”
“But… Cherry ran, and it’s Cherry’s fault. Because of Cherry, my mother got hurt.”
“My little one…”
Helen noticed something strange in Shevelin's words.
She blamed herself for what happened.
This was different from her usual behavior.
Even if you're not hurt, it's there
This was something that sharply increased her sensitivity.
“Impossible…”
Helen tried to hold back her rising emotions.
“It doesn't make sense. Whatever it is, it doesn't make sense...”
She took a deep breath, then asked:
“Shivlin. Did your father say something to you?”
Shevlin, who had started crying again, was gasping for breath.
“Sniffle, Dad said Mom was really hurt because of Cherry. Dad was so scary...”
"I hurt your feelings, didn't I? Yes, you were worried about my mother."
“Gasp, Cherry...”
Shevlin only expressed her sadness when she hugged her.
“Mom, are you okay?”
“Yes. Thank God you are not injured. It is okay. Your mother is here. I will always be by your side.”
Helen responded to Shevlin's staccato and tear-filled words one by one.
“Mama is fine now.”
It took a long time to calm Shivalin down.
Even after she fell asleep, Shivalin did not want to let go of Helen's finger.
“…Mama will protect you, my beloved daughter.”
Helen patted Shivalin's head as she slept unsteadily.
‘You blame Shivalin for my injury! What did you say to her to scare her like that?'
Watching her, Helen's anger towards Revan grew.
'This cannot continue.'
She couldn't take it anymore, so she went out to look for the butler.
“Butler, where is Revan?”
“Mr..in the office.”
Helen went straight to Revan's office.
Revan stood at the window in the office, lost in thought.
“Revan!”
“…Helen?”
Upon hearing her voice, he turned around and approached her with small steps.
“…”
Revan stood close to her, silent.
"…You."
Helen broke the stifling silence.
She hated him so much because he blamed Chevlin for her downfall.
“At least don’t take your anger out on the little girl.”
She couldn't forgive Revan for hurting Chevlin.
Whatever it was, I took it as a misunderstanding.
She realized now that she only wished not to disturb Chevlin's happiness.
“When you asked if Chevlin was really my daughter, my heart broke, but I endured. Even when you insisted on seeing another woman against my will.”
“…”
“I thought we could talk calmly when you got back, and that we could clear up the misunderstanding...”
Because she tried to believe him until she heard the whole story.
I was very angry when I learned that he had postponed the baptism ceremony, so I called him again.
She had planned to speak calmly after she had calmed down a bit.
“Yes... I was planning on that...”
Perhaps because she had organized her thoughts, her voice was calm.
“Helen?”
“I don't want to continue this.”
It wasn't just suffocating sobs that made her unable to breathe.
She was worried that her mother would hate her.
Helen no longer wanted to keep this family.
“Let's break up.”