My fathers expression changed in a way that I had not expected. Why? he asked.
The lady asked to follow her to the estate. I said no, and she slapped my maid in return as if to scare or sothing. Father remained silent. However, I continued to speak confidently, No matter how much I think about it, the marchioness must still think that I am engaged to Mikhail. That was why I decided to let her know that we have broken up for good.
So, what have you done? he soon asked. It seed that he was worried about a possible request regarding damage compensation, but I was not worried about revealing this aspect.
I destroyed all the gifts I had given her previously, so it wouldnt be easy for her to ask for reparations.
I see, my father nodded, bursting into laughter. It was truly a rare sight to behold. In any case, it seed he was satisfied that I had gotten my revenge without cost. Seeing how the conversation flowed smoothly, I felt at ease. That was when my father noted, You do look ridiculous at this mont.
Only then did I realize he was not willing to let go of the very thing I had not ntioned. But was I allowed to tell him what had happened with Mikhail? I began to worry, for he may reproach for not acting as a dukes daughter shouldbeing unable to take care of a situation like that in a noble and ladylike way.
However, the reality was different. Its okay, so tell what it is, he encouraged. His expression and voice were warr than usual, reassuring . Perhaps that was why words naturally flowed out of my mouth.
The thing isI t Mikhail there as well. He seed ill and said he was having trouble forgetting about , so I spoke with him for a mont to make the parting a bit easier for him. But he got angry at all of a sudden, and I started running
It was weird. Just monts ago, I had forgotten about what had happenedthinking I simply had an unlucky day. But the sorrows of the incident ca rushing to like a flood. There was now a lump in my throat, and I couldnt continue speaking.
I hadnt been able to put down Mikhail, and instead, I had run away. My father was going to think of as a good-for-nothing daughter.
As I shed silent tears, Max grabbed my hand tightly and whispered, Dont worry. Ill protect you.
I wasnt crying because I was scared, but I couldnt even respond to him. I belatedly wiped the tears off my face, deciding not to cry like a weakling anymore.
That was when my father called, Jubelian. I recoiled and looked up in response to his cold voice. Ill be back, he said.
I had expected it but did not think he would leave so soon. As I thought, he was disappointed in . It wasnt like I didnt know my father was a cold-hearted person, but the sorrow in continued to grow. The pledge to not cry like a weakling anymore disappeared in an instant as tears began to fall again. I knew he probably thought of as worthless, but I couldnt believe he had left with such short notice.
Suddenly, a soft cloth touched my face. Thinking it was Max, I lifted my head. To my astonishnt, it was my father who was wiping away the tears. He was wearing an expression I had never seen before.
How dare he make my daughter cry? I will go and rip him into pieces, he snarled.
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