Chapter 26: The Heroine of My Novel
The Leopold family.
Sitting on an old balloon white chair, my mother, who was embroidering, asked with a bewildered expression.
They bought a coffee shop downtown?
It was a reaction that I had seen for the first ti, but I wasnt particularly surprised. My mother is not social either, and after my father left the capital, she didnt even go out.
Yes, mom. Antress. I heard they took over last month.
I and Mrs. Kerney were sitting at the feet of my mother and folding the dried laundry.
Hmm, why? They already have a few businesses. Its fascinating that they have spare hands left.
Mumbling in a low voice, Mrs Kerney folded the white tablecloth. It was the last of the laundry.
Originally, my mother, who would have poured out criticism close to accusations over Leopolds enormous wealth and honor, spoke with a finite voice.
I guess its like a change of mood.
.
Its so unrealistic that I often forget it, but every ti I see my mothers change of attitude, it makes realize that Alan saved my life.
Then, without fail, my heart pounds. But Im folding the laundry like nothing happened. I was afraid it might burst out like this.
l, youre not having a fever again, are you?
Seeing my mother look worried, I guess I blushed like a ripe tomato again.
As the cold wave continued day after day, my mother beca more worried. What if I get sick again?
Mrs. Kerney also talked to with worried eyes.
lissa, youre done now, so go up and rest. Thank you.
Oh, yes.
I raised myself awkwardly. Anyway, within March, I have to write the novel halfway through and send it to the academy, so I felt urgency.
So, there is no need to reject this favor. Im actually getting a fever on my face right nowbecause of Alan Leopoldand
Oh, lissa. Do you happen to.
At that ti, my mother stopped as I was going up stairs.
The money left in the cupboard.
What money all of a sudden?
..money?
I knew that when my mother had to buy groceries and necessities, she would keep her money in the inner corner of the cupboard. Usually, Mrs. Kerney or Julia went to the market with the money.
Do you have any errands to run?
No No.
Soon after, my mother, who sighed slightly, dropped her gaze on the embroidery fra. I had so doubt about her expression
At that mont, Mrs. Kerney looked at my mother and opened her mouth slightly.
Theres a lot to buy this ti, so the amount was quite a lot.
But?
So I opened the cupboard to go out tomorrow, and it was empty.
I felt my mouth open automatically.
..Are you saying that the money disappeared?
Mrs. Kerney.
At that ti, my mothers quiet voice rang in my ears.
You know lissa doesnt say anything even with a small allowance.
Oh! Of course, of course. I didnt an that lissa took the money, Mrs. Collins.
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I was lost in thought for a mont.
Soone who ca to my houseMr. Greg who ca to bring at, a thief who suddenly ca in, a stalker Anywayits hard to think that he would have opened the door, entered the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and took out the money.
Then who could it be? Of course its Julia.
In fact, it is true that it is difficult to easily understand that Julia would have done sothing like that. Shes not a child with bad hand habits or a bad child. We all know that fact.
I dont know what happened, but I thought it was necessary to listen to the story.
.
My mother and Mrs. Kerney must be thinking the sa thing as . And they must be silent for exactly the sa reason.
In the heavy air, I quickly stepped towards my floor.
But why did Julia.
Let talk to her, Mrs. Collins.
There was a conversation between the two ladies behind my back, but I tried hard to ignore it.
* * *
Tuk, when I put down my pen and clasped my chin while supporting both cheeks.
Or else?
It was a scene where Troy told the heroine who did not realize her loveto stop running away, but I couldnt think of a strong line.
What words could adequately express Troys passionate love and obsession for the female protagonist?
Hmm
Even if it was difficult, it could not be this difficult. I tried to imagine it even by substituting Tobias and myself, but failed fiercely. Seriously, even if I beca Tobys lover tomorrow right away, my love for him wouldnt be as desperate as this, so its only natural.
No, it would be hard to find a sad love anywhere else in the world.
I couldnt think of a clear line even after thinking for a long ti, so I eventually fell into different thoughts.
In fact, there was a voice that has been circling in my head all day from last evening without a break. The words from Antris server that makes unable to even focus on my novel that I couldnt write.
Mr. Leopold, he has taken over this place.
Really.
Mr. Leopold is now single after three divorces. This was a fact that everyone in the kingdom knew. But does that an hes a stalker?
Even if the stalker wasnt Ian Leopold, I couldnt understand why anyone would be a stalker, but still Mr. Leopold?
It doesnt make sense.
Of course, even a reputable, rich person should be a suspect of cris. This is my old theory.
But Leopold, the kingdoms top businessman and wealthy man, secretly follows lissa Collins.
Its a story that would make even that sad Viola laugh.
Objectively, I am not such a great person to be followed by a busy business tycoon. Although it is a subjective matter.
Its not pleasant for to think like this either. But this is a very obvious fact. To the point where its funny to think about it
The conclusion I ca to was that it was such a nonsensical hypothesis that it was only a waste of ti to think about it.
Its a completely different story that Mr. Leopold appeared at the coffee shop wearing a red wig. but even with my great imagination I cannot think of why.
lissa, lets stop wandering in a maze without an exit, you have a lot to write.
Blinking hard, I clenched my pen with a stiff look and forced myself to focus.
It was just that mont.
Oh, I thought of sothing good.
Like a miracle, Troys line ca to mind. A line that captures the relationship between the two in a very desperate yet dramatic way.
Stop running away from . Or else.
I wrote down what would follow with a light heart.
Im going to lock you up.
* * *
We t at the Libre coffee shop, not at Antris, where we usually et. Its not as comfortable as Antris and theres no kind service, but
What? That ans, that red-haired man.
At least it wasnt taken over by the Leopolds. Yet.
The head of Leopold, Ian Leopold?
Toby, who heard my story, narrowed his forehead.
That doesnt make sense, Miss lissa.
Right? Its not soone else. Whats wrong with him
No, thats not what I ant.
.
I understand that Mr. Leopold is well over fifty. But the man I saw.
Tobias ruffled good soft light brown hair. He looked puzzled and confused.
He was very young. I couldnt see the face well, but Im sure.
But he definitely said Mr. Leopold.
That he must have ant his son.
.
At those words, I held my breath.
Obviously I was almost certain that Ian Leopold couldnt be a stalker, and that so sort of coincidence or misunderstanding must have been there.
Sir Alan?
Alan Leopold wasnt even on the list of suspects at all.
Mr. Alan?
Im not speculating now that hes not my stalker. Exactly, there is no need to guess. Theres no chance that Alan is my stalker.
Yes. I think its close to that body or height.
.
Tobias slightly scratched his temple with his index finger and added awkwardly.
Of course, that man couldnt possibly be Sir Alan.
Yes, I agree.
Of course, I think so. If hes really a stalker, it ans that he bought the coffee shop after seeing Ive been going to Antris a lot lately.
No matter how easily I fall into daydreaming, that kind of.
I quickly captured my expression and continued.
Actually, theres one more person to check.
Who is that?
Its Mr. Longhorn, who sent a dress.
At my words, Tobiass black eyes trembled slightly, then sank slowly. He quietly turned his gaze down as if he was studying the grain of wood on the table, when finally he looked at .
Miss lissa, why dont you take when you visit him?
I pondered for a mont because I did not know Tobys intentions. He must be worried that Im going to et a man who might be the stalker.
No, Toby.
But I decided to politely express my rejection. Because were not yet officially together, theres not enough reason for him to be present when I go to et soone.
Thank you. But Ill go alone.
.
Tobias, who must have understood what I ant, silently nodded his head. However, his eyes were still engulfed in worries, as if they were about to overflow.
Ill think about a safe place and ti. And Ill tell you right after I et him, Toby.
. alright, Miss lissa.
We paused for a while, looking at each other like people who forgot what to say. After a short silence, he opened his mouth.
When will you et Longhorn?
Well, I have to send a letter, so wouldnt it take a week?
Within a week.
Toby, who muttered quietly, lowered his interlocked hand under the table and sat straight.
Then et him and then et .
..Yes, I will.
At that ti, theres sothing I really want to say.
His eyes were more serious than ever.
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Comnts from Korean readers:
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Its going to happen like the scenes shes writing in the novel.
The comnts are so funny.
After seeing whats trapped in the novel, hell lock you up because I think you want it.
Will he lock up the female character after reading the story? Male lead.I dont know
Its the female lead, whose dream is to be raised by a handso, rich husband Writing is a small hobby, and its a life of living with love. Its perfect for a timid female character.
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