# Chapter 35: 35
Throughout her life, she never felt any love from her family.
So in order to be loved, she tried to break her entire body just to make a place for herself with them.
But in the end, the one thing she wanted never came true.
Despite all the efforts she made to be loved, all Radis received was terrible, unbearable pain and betrayal from her family.
When this second chance came to her, Radis no longer wanted to repeat that life.
He wanted to free himself from those chains that he called members of his family. To do this, he would have to leave the Tilrod family.
Still, even though she had memories of her past life, she was currently only a sixteen-year-old girl, so it wouldn't be easy to leave the family fence.
Radis' desperate wish was made too simple with just the contract he had with Marquis Russell.
She didn't know how much Marquis Russell paid to take Radis, but her family was only worried that he would change his mind and end up not taking her with him.
Thanks to that, with a kind of serenity that he had never felt before, Radis finished preparing to leave the Tilrod family.
Radis decided to get rid of the things she once used that would surely be discarded after she left.
Mirror, comb, dressing table, wardrobe… they were things he had used in his last life, until the last breath he took.
These objects evoked a memory of his terrible previous life.
Radis burned them all as if he were setting fire to the hellish life that he did not want to repeat.
When he burned the old items and packed the things he would need for his new life, his small room was left empty.
Standing in the doorway of the empty room, Radis took it all in at once.
Like an apparition, the young woman with randomly cut red hair stood by the window and could be seen through the reflection of the glass.
—I'm sorry, but what you want for yourselves will never come true.
Radis said, heartbroken.
—Now I'm going to live for myself.
She closed the door.
In the hallway was Irene with her luggage.
His lips were wrinkled and distorted, but his eyes trembled strangely.
Then, just as Radis was about to walk past her,
—…this is strange.
—…
—Why is Milady going to another house when she's not even getting married? And why are the master and mistress paid money for it?
Radis could see Irene grabbing the handle of the bag.
—When I came to this mansion as a maid, my parents cried and said they were sorry. I was sold as a maid because my house was poor, and that only happened because my younger brothers had nothing to eat. But that is not the case with Master and Lady. Why are they selling it, Milady?
Irene quickly whispered in a low voice.
—By Marquis Russell? No, my lady. Don't you know the rumors that circulate around the Marquis? They say he's actually a monster. I'm telling you the truth. Mrs. Luda said that!
Radis looked at Irene in silence.
Ever since a bowl of soup fell on Irene's head, their relationship had changed.
Irene actually began serving Radis as a young lady of House Tilrod.
Once she accepted Radis as her superior and not just a "cheeky member of the house whom she could bully whenever she wanted," Irene's strange loyalty began to gradually shift from Margaret to Radis.
Irene felt sorry for Radis and what he had to go through, and began to see how Margaret was being too hard on her eldest daughter.
And little by little, she began to side with Radis just like that.
However, Radis was about to leave.
—And she would have to continue living here.
Radis remembered Irene's death in the previous life.
Here, Radis would not participate in the subjugation expeditions in David's place, so Irene would not need to be killed just to keep that secret.
However, with that in mind, Irene might die sooner than she did before.
—Let that go.
Radis took the bag that Irene was holding.
—I'm sure you know that. I'm sick of this house and the Tilrods. I'd even rather live in Monsterwood. But now that I can stay in the Marquisate of Russell, what could be better than that?
His voice was as cold as ice.
"You don't have to pretend to be on my side for no reason." That wouldn't bring you any benefit. It would be better if you could pay attention to how you act around here.
—Milady…!
—They sold their biological daughter this way. What do you think they would do to a maid?
—…!
-Take care of yourself. For as long as possible.
Radis went downstairs with her bag.
In front of the mansion, the carriage that Marquis Russell sent was waiting.
And unexpectedly, Margaret and Jurich were also at the entrance.
Radis carried his luggage and reluctantly said a few words as he passed.
-Bye bye. Stay healthy.
Margaret's lips began to twist in a strange way.
It couldn't be discerned whether he had decided to smile or frown.
With a forced smile, Margaret spoke.
—My God, you talk as if you were never going to see me again. We will see each other again soon.
—…
Valiz