Chapter Eight
.Chapter Eight.
They were unexpected words from her.
I knew that my mother often went to the local hot springs to recuperate, but this was the first time she had offered me to come with her.
“Do you need a recovery period?” :.
Then I thought of something and said, “Oh, maybe mom wants to escape from this annoying noise somewhere else?”
My mother hates problems and stress, and it was expected that this would turn into a disaster for a person like her.
I wasn't upset by her thinking.
It's not bad to avoid those who would come to visit me under the pretext of my illness.
“Yes, if it will be good until Ammur is calm, then I think that will be fine. Where should we go?”
My mother looked at me kindly and spoke slowly:.
“If you want, why don't we go to the hot spring resort near the Alvida Mine? “It is a very serious place.”
These words shocked me deeply.
My mother was always cold and strict and very private in her personal affairs. I've never seen her love or care about something or someone before.
Although there were some maids who spent a long time by her side, that was because of her trust in them and comfort for them, not because of love or friendship.
Therefore, since my mother's suggestion of something that brought us together was rare, I opened my mouth with difficulty to agree, but I felt very terrible.
The air was coming out of my mouth instead of speaking. The words stopped in my throat.
Only the sharp sound of air came out of my mouth.. I looked at her with confusion filling my eyes.
I always thought that I was the last of other people's interests, this was just an anecdote that I realized and accepted and it did not hurt me.
But I can only feel insecure about it. I was afraid that I would receive gifts that I had never dreamed of. I was afraid that they would be taken away from me forcefully when I was in the depth of my happiness, and when I hesitated, my mother spoke up when she noticed my hesitation.
“It seems that your father wants to teach you to be the head of the family, but I would prefer if you rested first. The rest will come after you rest.”
“…Can I agree?” I looked at my mother and asked her:.
My mother pulled a chair next to my bed and sat on it, thinking for a moment.
So I waited for her quietly.
Finally my mother spoke, still lost in thought, as if she was searching for something. Her voice was full of pain when she said to me: “You were a very mature child from a young age, and that was comforting to me. “So, but now, I realize that it is possible that you grew up like this because of me, and that you were not like this by nature.”
Tears leaked from my mother's eyes, she added.
"I wanted to raise you as a responsible child, but maybe I... I raised you as a girl who only carries burdens, and that really hurts me. I feel like I committed a crime. And even now, as I look at you, I feel the pain."
“ My mother's voice was faint, but her tears did not stop. She added: “Maybe I was the reason for what happened, and I know that now.” She looked at me with her violet eyes, which were always cold, but now looked like a fresh basil flower in the spring, because of the tears falling from them. My mother assured me that I had always been a very special child to her, and that she was sorry for not taking better care of me. Her voice was slipping with tears and she started crying hard, and I started to feel like crying. “I tried to cry, but I couldn’t.”
"You have always been a very special daughter to me. I'm sorry for not being a better mother to you."
My mother’s voice was hoarse and choked with tears as she said: “Can you forgive me?”
Suddenly a tear fell from me. I wanted to cry and scream, but no sound came out of me, as if I had forgotten how to cry out loud.
“Can you let me be your mother now?”
At this word, I leaned and cried on my mother's shoulder.
It was good to know I wasn't alone, I was really foolish to think I didn't have anyone.
My mother turned my head. Thin thing. Something really delicate. Her voice is soft and soft... not in keeping with my mother's personality.
Oh, my loved ones always make me laugh or make me cry.
They make me weak like a wave.
But instead, I felt like I wanted to become weak at this time.
"I've always loved you. Mom, I still love you."
I wish I could stand up courageously and talk about what happened to me.
But instead, I kept crying hard.
The engagement ended tragically.
All fees for its annulment went to Demeter's family.
The Minister of Finance's family sergeant and the head of the Imperial Guard were completely devastated by losing such a huge amount, so even though the Demeter family was rich, the amount was huge enough to affect their budget.
The wedding planning was very massive with a plan to receive three thousand guests.
Not only did Demeter's reputation decline, but their money also declined.
All of this aroused the anger of the Speaker of the House of Representatives, Demeter, towards Bernard.
The sound of swords striking sharply spread through the training ground.
Bernard thought he could endure anything, if only to protect Reyna's smile.
But actually, going through this humiliation and indignity was more painful than I think.
He continued to repeatedly punch him and beat him.
When Bernhard received another blow, it made him suffer and scream while staggering.
Then a sharp scream broke out:.
“Stand up straight. Bernard!”
Demeter's family had many rough and tough corners due to their background as a large Persian family. The feet and hands of the family interested in swords and armor were extremely tough, and unforgiving.
Bernhard's face became full of bruises.
Randomly, Bernard fell onto his legs, and when he lowered his head, he touched his cheeks with his hand.
The hands of the head of the house of Demeter, who had wielded a sword all his life, were sharp and painful in a way Bernard had never known before.
Bernhard's face became stained with blood.
In truth, this beating was more painful than humiliation.
“What a disappointment... I didn’t raise you this way... How can you lay your hands on a woman, you bastard, you corrupt!”
The father's cold eyes were mixed with disappointment and contempt.
"… Sorry."
A terrible feeling of guilt crept into him.
At Bernard's frank words, Rayman, the head of the House of Demeter, gritted his teeth.
“You don't have to apologize to me, but you should apologize to Lady Carmella.”
However, when it came to this part, Bernard silently closed his mouth.
Veins formed on Lyman's forehead.
Finally, harsh words came out of his mouth.
“Fool. I raised a son like you in vain.”
Rayman, who looked at Bernard with a cold gaze, turned around as if he didn't want to touch him anymore.
“I apologized and begged the Finance Minister who was boiling with anger like a volcano because I had given birth to an ugly son like you.”
It was a heated conversation.
“However, if there is a problem in the relationship between a man and a woman, who better to apologize face to face, even if it means life or death for you... I didn’t bother asking them to accept the apology face to face for nothing!”
It's a matter of death and life. I will definitely send Bernard, so even if they were asked not to apologize directly to Carmilla… he was adamant.
Carmella's people came out with a strict stance of not letting Bernard near Armin's mansion again and officially making amends and they didn't need an apology.
But it was understandable.
Although the succession of the family had been given to his nephew, he heard that for fear that their only daughter without a brother would be uncomfortable, they did not allow men into the house, even if they were relatives, and his nephew the successor lived separately from them.
Not only that, but the portion allocated for the dowry also exceeded the amount an ordinary aristocratic family would give to their daughter.
She is a dear daughter. It was unnatural for him to walk away from Arminga after hitting such a dear daughter in the face and making her bleed.
“By the way, how can you talk like that? Are you a human?”
“I have nothing to say.”
Bernard said this with a bruised face and kept his mouth shut.
He still never went to the Armenian's daughter or said what he was going to do or exactly what he did.
Rayman felt a pain in his stomach because of his son's stupid behavior.
“Oh, you idiot!”
Even if he had knelt down to him and begged, it wouldn't have been enough, because he was acting stiffly as if he hadn't done anything wrong.
Redness appeared in Rayman's eyes, who was so angry that he almost burned.
In the first place, the humble governess's daughter and his son were not supposed to be raised together. He knew that if he got into an accident, he would collide with him in a fierce battle.
He decided to intervene himself now.
This was not something that could be left to the butler anymore; he had to clean up the problem with his own hands.
Bernard, seeing his cold father Rayman who had left, stood silently watching him and then lowered his head.
He also knew that problems between families had arisen because of what he had done.
But to explain everything, Rena must first come out in the open.
Of course, he thought his actions were excessive, but justified. Didn't Raina hurt her ankle too?.
However, he fully realized that what he did was thoughtless, and that violence should not be used against women despite everything.
This was the first time his parents had been so disappointed in him.
His heart was sore and heavy, so he couldn't bear it.
The guilt, remorse, and pain weighed significantly heavier on his body and mind than the wounds on his body.
Max, who arrived a little late in front of the palace that day, immediately wrinkled his face in disgust.
It was because he had a hunch that something had really happened when he saw Bernard walking out of the Armin family mansion in a daze after being slapped on the cheek.
“That young man....”
Originally, it was said that fools and winds act quickly. He wondered how it was possible for him to have “actually” had an accident while riding a carriage for such a short period, and whether Bernard’s brain and muscles were connected.
“Bernard, what did you do…..”
Max stopped talking for a moment as he was about to get back into the carriage.
He felt someone's gaze watching him from the high, round arched window. The swordsman's intuition was sharp. His eyes went to where the person was watching him.
There was a pale woman with glowing eyes softly reflected in the window.
The first thing I noticed was her cheeks being disproportionately puffy with her fancy clothes.
However, that cheek was immediately hidden by those cold, dissatisfied eyes, the eyes were burning with hatred, and her presence disappeared seconds later.
The moment he saw those eyes staring at him clearly, Max stopped breathing for a moment.
It was because the anger in that gaze was so great and deep that it made him feel unjustifiably tired.
The feeling that time had stopped was broken when the woman turned her back and disappeared out the window... as if she suddenly saw Goblin's hair.
“Who…..”
Max barely moved his frozen head. An elegant, silver-haired woman from the Armen family.
"Yes."
It is speculated that she may be the same Carmilla, Bernard's fiancée. Then, in the next moment, he was shocked.
“No way. Bernard!!…...”
Max's gaze shifted to Bernard's hand. The moment he saw his hand turn red, disdain crept across his forehead.
Anger rose for unknown reasons like a ball of fire. It was like a rush.
He asked in a low voice, suppressing the violence that was escalating violently.
“Did you hit the missus in the face? Is that also true? With these hands with which you practiced hitting the enemy every day?”