Chapter Thirty-Three
.Chapter Thirty-Three.
Then she raised her head: “I think these are the stories that interest you, but they are boring, and there is no indication of where the family business will go.... Right, how about opening this gift and making fun of the worthless Count Dano? It might change the atmosphere.”
She said with a fake smile as she opened the gift.
The moment she opened the gift, Diane looked confused: “…a white dress… no, it… is a one-piece?”
Suddenly, I realized that the dress had a lot of lace, enough to add up.
The dress was not considered going out clothing.
Diane looked at the dress in confusion, then when she straightened the dress, I saw her face freeze: “This…this is underwear.”
Underwear is not an appropriate gift to give to a strange woman.
Moreover, it was made of a fabric so sheer that it revealed more than it covered, and the dress seemed to have almost no practical existence.
I furrowed my brow in discomfort: “It's somewhat transparent, light, and open in multiple places… I have to file a formal complaint about it, how could he send you a gift like this after meeting you once?”
It was not even a suitable gift for his wife, nor for a young lady from another family.
But Diane bit her lip, then called the maid over and handed her the clothes and gift paper and said: “Take them and get rid of them.”
I looked at Diane as if I couldn't understand what she was doing... She would get rid of the dress and go to the police or her father and complain about it.
“Diane?”
Diane paused for a moment, as if restraining herself, then smiled casually and said, “Well, sometimes there are crazy people like him… and they should be complained about. But, my father is busy with an important business deal… I can’t bother him now even if it’s annoying.”
With a strange expression, she continued: "And... his confident attitude seems a little strange. It's like he's holding a humiliation on me... and if something happens because of that, my family will be in trouble..." she whispered.
“Again... it's not the right time to complain about him. At least it should be after my father's deal is over.”
At first, I was angry when she said she would just throw away the gift but I couldn't say anything at her words.
Her attitude towards her family, and the fact that she thought no one was willing to help her, was something I knew all too well.
I had no words to console her because I knew what this feeling was.
For a daughter who no one pays any attention to in a rich family is truly tragic.
I know what that feeling is...it's so painful.
I clapped my hands as Diane brightly turned the conversation around: “It's getting so heavy because of him.
He completely failed to entertain us with his gift, so let's talk about something more pleasant. By the way, I heard that Mrs. Burren is cheating on her husband?”
As she tried to change the subject, I couldn't help but feel that her efforts were in vain.
I just thought I was the unluckiest person.
But she had entered a living hell as well.
I didn't even know how people close to me lived.
Why didn't you say anything to me in the past? Was I really unable to help her?.
Diane looked at me.
His gift made the atmosphere very heavy, and her facial expression showed that she was extremely uncomfortable.
It was painful to see this.
I spoke to her seriously: “Diana.”
She sighed as if it was inevitable to talk about it: “He completely ruined the mood today... It's my fault for opening the gift... Should we end our meeting here?”
I responded to her words: “No, that's not a problem... There's no reason to be happy all the time... I believe that if you share your bright side with me, you can also share your dark side with me.”
Diane looked at me with an ambiguous expression.
So I spoke sincerely: “But what is more important... I am really worried about what this man said... I will do my best to research the matter and help you, so if there is something you suspect, tell me immediately.”
Finally, Diana smiled with a mysterious expression: “You are always serious and that is what makes you great.”
Her smile wondered how she knew how she felt from her mysterious expression and she said: “Yes, I will tell you right away.”
When I got home, I couldn't get Diana out of my mind.
“How could she laugh in a situation like this? How could she not utter a single word? I thought she had never had a worry before.”
Some time ago, I was also upset about our wedding being the same and I didn't care about her.
“How foolish I was, I was just excited to marry the person I love.”
She whispered with a fleeting sarcastic laugh: “I don’t know what happened in the past, but I think she may have cried a lot while preparing for such a marriage, but without knowing anything, I just talked about my happiness and congratulated her.”
I sighed and leaned back in the chair, looking out the window. It was already dusk…and it was getting dark.
“I can't believe I still feel bad even after I get home.”
My heart choked...as I thought about how much she was suffering and my perceptions of what happened to her did not calm my heart.
It would be nice if there was just one reason to talk her out of marrying him.
But everything I do is not just about me, so if I get into trouble and my reputation is damaged, Armin’s reputation will be destroyed as well.
I bit my lip in frustration: “Even though I died and came back to life, my responsible and cautious personality has not changed.”
I thought it would be better to pretend not to know something like I did in the past.
But when I thought about Diane's situation after her marriage, my heart sank.
It would have been better if I didn't know but now that I know, I can't not save her.
She is so foolish that she does not ask anyone for help, and she will die like this in that house like you did before.
“I would have been less concerned if it was a crying complaint... she couldn't bear the pain and was asking others for help.”
But when I remembered Diane's beautiful smiling face as she said that she would marry him because she loved him, my chest felt tight.
Hell enters with a calm face and a smile on my face.
Just like me at the time.
I wasn't as strong as Diane, so I broke down and became evil in the end.
I pursed my lips and pressed my chest.
If only someone would have given me a helping hand at that time.
If only someone could convince me to leave now and run away, because my love will never be fulfilled.
If he told me that the happiness I want will never come true.
If that had happened, how different would my life have been?.
At least it wouldn't have been so difficult and painful up until this point.
Well at least a miracle happened to me.
Is the same for Diane as well?.
“Why did God give me this miracle as a gift?”
Why did she know about Diane's problem now?.
Why didn't God give the salvation I wanted to someone else?.
I thought about many things slowly and decided on one decision.
Just as I wanted a savior, I also wanted to save Diane from the present because I couldn't save her in the past.
“Helping her wouldn't be a stupid thing.”
Because if anyone had suffered at that time, I would have been saved.
While I was making my decision, my eyes fell on the letter tray.
For some reason, as if I had been possessed, I approached there and took out the letter again.
I took out the invitation and looked at it again. There she softly drew a few words, and next to it was an immortal rose made of silver.
The fact that I'm afraid and avoiding him just because he reminds me of my ex is proof that the past is holding me back.
I looked calmly at the shiny invitation and made my decision.
“I'll help Diane, meet this person, thank them, and maybe talk again.”
I felt that if I couldn't muster up the courage to go and see him, I would definitely regret it one day.
Then I blamed myself for not being able to go there.
I didn't want to do anything I would regret again.
Because miracles cannot happen twice.
When I decided to help Diane, I felt refreshed and it warmed my heart and I felt that being too open to people was not wrong.
“Even if I suffer a little damage, I won't regret it. It's all worth it.”
The first thing I set out to do to help her was to gather information about her.
If I was searching for information, using my family's power would be the quickest and most efficient way.
However, it was clear that if I told my parents everything and asked them for help, I would get involved in different things and cause problems for them.
So, I decided to use my old method and do it myself.
“Rysdale.”
“Miss...it's me, I'll come in.”
As soon as the bell rang, Rysdahl entered quietly, now looking completely at ease.
At some point, she seemed to be exerting so much force to control herself that she was nervous.
But now she seemed so cute that I joked with her for no reason: "Hey, your face really looks better these days. I can't see the crying baby Ryssdal anymore? It's a shame."
At that time, Lisdel's face suddenly turned red, as she was the one waiting for my words, her eyes softly lowered, and her face as clean as the face of my maid, Yuri.
Her calm and practical appearance was distracted by my jokes.
“Ah… Miss… that.”
“Ah, now you're like Yuri Ryssdale… You used to have such a stern and businesslike look on your face that I thought you were the head butler.”
These days, Risdell seemed to have grown up a lot, learning hard work from my maid and aiming to become my next personal maid.
However, because she suddenly acted like an adult, I wanted to prank her.
Ryssdale complained when I told her she looked like my maid Yuri: “I looked like Yuri?”
She must have been shocked to learn that she had the same expression as her, and felt disgusted.
She's more shocked because she sometimes complains to me that Yuri is cold.
This was even funnier, I made fun of her for a moment, saying that I thought she was Yuri's twin, and then I laughed at her expression for a while while she didn't say anything.
“Is work difficult these days? As before, if there is something you find difficult to solve on your own, please tell me… Nothing hurts my pride more than seeing my maid ignored or suffering.”
But Risdell smiled brightly: “Could something like this happen? Thanks to you, I have become closer to the other maids, and every day has become very enjoyable all thanks to you.”
Rysdell looked at me with her eyes shining.
Her face was extremely bright, as if it was shining under the sunlight.
Looking at her and me, I can tell that my happiness and hers these days are not fake.
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