“Ah!”
El couldn’t overcome his strength and fell to the ground.
But he couldn’t stay still on the ground.
He would be hit more if he stayed like this.
El quickly got up and stood before the boss.
“No way. Surely not. Oh, you’re hiding it?”
“Yes?”
“Hand it over. You must have the money from the Duke’s family!”
“I don’t have any such thing…….”
Before El could finish his sentence, the man frisked him all over.
El twisted his body to resist, but it was hard to escape from the grip of a grown man.
“You really don’t have it?!”
“No, I don’t.”
El answered, trembling.
“Is this all I get after picking you up from the beach, clothing you, feeding you, and putting you to sleep?”
The boss angrily grabbed El’s shoulders and gritted his teeth.
“I, I thought this would be enough for tonight’s dinner……”
“You think it’s acceptable to bring back just this after asking about the grand Duke Mosteros? You could have lived comfortably if you’d made good use of that opportunity!”
“I thought that……”
“How could you! You’re saying you kicked away that tremendous opportunity with your feet?! If you had exploited it properly, you could have lived without envy!”
When the boss pushed him hard, El collapsed to the ground without a word.
“Ugh.”
The pain shot up from his arm that had been injured earlier.
“You even come back with an injury?!”
“I made a… mistake.”
“If you’ve made a mistake, make up for it. You have to make up for it properly.”
The boss picked El up and drove him out into the street, but El couldn’t readily step out.
“What are you doing?!”
“I can’t do that.”
El spoke in a voice almost sobbing.
“What?!”
“I already received bread.”
‘I received a name with a beautiful resonance, too.’
Everything they gave him was precious, so El resisted timidly.
He had been a good person to someone for the first time in a long time.
El had been picked up by a pickpocket den when he was abandoned right after he was born in the South.
After growing a little and being caught by slavers, he ended up coming to the North by chance. Ultimately, he could not escape the den of thieves.
In such a fate, the chance of becoming purely good without misunderstanding was very rare.
So El didn’t want to lose the good memories, the good people he had finally acquired.
“You’re satisfied with just this? You’re talking nonsense!”
“Bo, boss please……”
“Ha! Look at this. You dare defy me?!”
The man raised his hand towards El without any hesitation.
Somehow enduring, El finally fainted with a ringing in his ears.
(This is a time delimiter.)
Lapellian loitered in front of the gate, watching the car carrying El away.
“Lapel. Let’s go in now.”
“Sister.”
“Yes?”
“I don’t know why I feel so uneasy.”
Lapellian spoke to Mikaela, unable to take his eyes off the car that had become a distant dot.
‘Where can I find someone who can give me quiet peace again.’ There was certainly regret, but more than that, a formless anxiety tormented him.
Having sent El away, he felt he should have held onto him by force if necessary.
“I hope your intuition is wrong. But I do have a lingering doubt.”
“It doesn’t feel right to send him away like this.”
“If the person doesn’t want it, what can you do? He said he has family to live with. We have no choice but to let him go.”
“Yes. That must be the right thing.”
Lapellian nodded at Mikaela’s words but still could not leave the spot where El had left.
Although it was not in his nature to forcibly hold onto someone who did not want to stay, the inexplicable dissatisfaction made him keep looking at the nowempty place.
“He might come back. Our offer is quite tempting, after all. He must be out of his mind with shock for now.”
“He was so sensitive that he was surprised at the slightest noise, and his guard was up. So, it would be best for him to come back on his own. But somehow…….”
It didn’t seem like he would come back on his own.
Anyone would want to seize the offer, but it felt like he didn’t even glance at it. The clear and pure energy that he, who seemed to have no greed, possessed kept making me think that way.
Suddenly, the fact that ‘I might lose him forever like this’ sprung up behind a strange anxiety.
Lapellian swept his face with a grave expression.
Seeing his frustrated younger sibling, Micaela subtly let out a sigh.
“If it bothers you, send someone to check now. It wouldn’t be bad to confirm that he went well.”
“……I suppose that would be best.”
“It’s better than continuing to worry about it.”
“Yes.”
Micaela turned her body first and crossed the garden.
Even after she moved, Lapellian, who had been standing in front of the gate for a while, gazed at the empty street one last time and headed inside the mansion.
“Duke, dinner is ready.”
Irina informed him elegantly as Lapellian entered the mansion.
With that, the disrupted day seemed to return to its usual routine.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
