Chapter twenty-one
.Chapter twenty-one.
She suddenly raised her hand to crush the flower, then hesitated. Then she bit her lip and held out her hand.
"no."
It shouldn't be my hand.
It must not be my hand that crushes them. This cannot satisfy me.
It's just one-sided anger.
I just want to return the happiness they both want, which is a legitimate outcome when it's not about sacrificing others.
I can't be satisfied with just killing them or annoying them. This will be over in a very short time.
Such a short and sudden resentment cannot make them regret their love and consider it a burden.
I called out to the gardener before withdrawing my hand and leaving the garden.
“Pluck all that plush out and throw it away. I hate seeing it.”
I thought as I went to my room.
Her role as a former fiancée, blinded by jealousy, makes their love immortal by making them both tragic lovers.
I couldn't let one of them have such a beautiful memory.
I wanted them to regret their love with the backlash.
“You dare to desire things that are not within your means and you will pay the price of ignoring reality to the point of exhausting yourself from playing with love.”
There was a sound of dishes colliding with each other as we passed water over them.
Rena sang unconsciously, then suddenly covered her mouth in shock. And I tried to calm down.
But she could not hide her light steps when moving the utensils.
I knew it would be difficult.
Miss Carmilla's cold eyes never sparkled with kindness.
“...Bernard...”
But she felt strength rising within her if she thought that she could stand by his side, that she could be with him completely.
She felt unwarranted confidence that even if anything held her back at the moment, she could be happy.
“I won't waste time behind walls to meet him. I can stand by his side, and if I happen to have a child...”
A wide smile spread across Reyna's face.
"I can give the child Bernard Castle. I can take care of him completely as his own son."
She never imagined this would happen. No, she always imagined it, many times and always as absurd, shattered dreams.
She felt so excited that her stomach spread with butterflies.
Then I remembered that curse that Miss Carmela said, “You know that you will regret it and go to hell,” which was like a curse.
The hatred emanating from her face was so cold that she began to tremble.
Rena's hand that was wiping the bowl slowed down. Her face, which was throbbing with joy, was blurred.
Rena, who had paused for a moment and had a dark expression on her face, slowly moved again and abandoned those thoughts.
She didn't want to worry in advance.
“I never want to miss this miraculous opportunity.”
“No matter how I thought, I couldn't bear the thought of someone else standing next to Bernard.
When she thought that there would be another in his arms to look at with tender eyes as he did with her, she felt as if she had sprinkled salt on the wounds in her heart.
“I don't want to go away.”
She was always rejected because she only loved Bernard.
The servants did not look at her with warm eyes, and the master and mistress did not like her. It has already been the subject of attention of people in the corner for several years.
She felt truly happy when Bernard gave her a house to live in.
She felt like she was playing near a fairytale house in a small village.
They formed up as a married couple and the atmosphere was warm and time was flowing perfectly.
She was able to forget the cold reality, and there were some friendly staff who were sweet talking to her. She wanted to close her eyes and hope that this sweet dream would continue forever.
So maybe I forgot.
The fact that her love was not worthy of grace. The obvious fact that her love for Bernard since birth was a sin.
It was easy to wake up from this dream once she heard the rumors about his engagement.
It made her drop the cup of tea she was holding in her hand and her face turned pale.
But what will you do? How can this problem be worked on?.
But what should she do? How could she prevent Bernard from marrying? You can't say to him, "I love you, don't get married."
There were nights when she wanted to ask him: Do you also intend to tell your fiancée that you love her, just as you told me that you love me?.
But in the end, Rena kept her mouth shut and acted like she didn't know anything.
The moment they brought reality into this fantasy world, Cinderella turned from a beautiful girl into a poor, neglected girl sleeping in ashes.
She couldn't express the negative feelings inside her.
She still dreams of his love as she repeats, “Don’t abandon me, love me.”
While her heart was aching, she gave up and gave up hope.
He can get married, and he can even whisper whispers of love to another person. If his visits to her were interrupted and the time he met with her was shortened, this does not matter.
She wished that he would always remember her, always love her, and always come back to her, so that she could continue the dream of love.
I hope you stay as perfect to me as my prince statue so I can continue to dream of love.
But even this statue was smashed in a cruel manner.
They were always trying to steal Bernard, and they were pushing her to leave despite her desire to stay.
They kept pushing her out of the house even if she wanted to stay as a small piece of the dream of love. The people who wanted to take Bernard did not give up that piece even if it was a small piece that looked like a splinter, and they did not have the slightest mercy to share it with anyone.
The shelter that Bernard had cared so much about providing turned into a nightmare because of the heavy hand that knocked down the door. The sound of broken glass.
The sound of rough feet roaming around. The horror of death.
Even if she was trying not to feel hatred, she couldn't stop her tears. I hated them, I hated them for wanting to keep everything, even if there was just one piece they didn't want to lose.
Therefore, when Miss Armin came, Rena couldn't calm down. She couldn't act as emotionally innocent as always.
She didn't understand why Bernard and his fiancée broke up, which made Amour even more mysterious. Maybe she was trying to get it out, or maybe not.
Rena smiled. The feeling she can show to nobles is a smile.
How far does she have to go in order to accept herself? If she completely walks away from Bernard, will she be able to come back?.
Like ice and fire, the temperature varied between the outside and the inside, and the light smoke was dissipating with the miss’s word.
“Why don't you hate me?”
A bitter smile on her lips.
Of course she hated it. She shouldn't feel hate, but the truth was she hated it. She had a heartbreak deep down just because she was born noble by the good fortune of God.
And there was envy.
She loved Bernard first, and he loved her too. Why am I always in the role of the miserable person when you are blessed with light and blessing and have the right to marry him?.
When I told her to call her Lady Carmella in a casual way, she felt excited and nervous about what her future fate would be. Her heart started beating hard.
When she felt it for the first time, she couldn't turn back.
Her excitement was so great.
She felt the presence of wings that lifted her to fly alongside Bernard.
She reached the same level as the people who ignored her.
Not having to be called Mrs. or Mistress sparked a primal desire that Rena wasn't aware of.
A few days later, after several days, Bernard returned with a mysterious face, and asked Raina: “Do you want to go home to say hello? I want to introduce you as the wife of the family and get their approval. Can you?”
This place represented the end point that Raina was trying to abandon. But Bernard, the person who reassured her at all times, pushed her beyond fear and terror and she answered confidently: “Yes, I will. Let me go.”
This feeling was amazing and magical, as if she was numb to the power of this great opportunity.
When she nodded, Bernard combed her hair with a worried face and said.
And he said:.
“It will definitely not be easy, but if you want it, I will help you achieve it regardless of any difficulties.”
She placed her face on Bernard's chest and inhaled his scent and said:.
“Yes, Burn, really. I want it. This is an opportunity that was given to me like a miracle. So… I want your parents to acknowledge me too.”
Then she said cautiously about her wish:.
“I want to be Rena Demeter.”
Rena smiled optimistically and looked at Bernard's face in her lap.
“I want people to say that I have become Demeter’s hostess, that I am as suitable for you as any other noblewoman, and that I am your perfect partner. Even if it is difficult, I want that.”
Bernard looked at Rena with a complicated expression and hugged her tightly.
“Yes, if you want. I will be by your side no matter what. I will definitely protect you.”
Hence, Bernard sent a messenger to Carmilla.
Vitality returned to Demeter's house after a long time. The main house that for some time seemed like a piece of ice due to successive bad events and family tensions.
But Bernard decided to bring his lady Arminga with him, and this pleased Lehmann, even if he pretended not to care.
Reiman did not ask about the lady known as Carmela Armen, because his happiness was too great, and he did not want to talk about it.
So, he decided to ask the servant to decorate the house and prepare tea, while his wife decided to use the opportunity to demonstrate the art of serving and preparing fine tea.
When he saw his wife getting excited, he decided to dress up to be ready for the party as well.
"What trick did Bernard pull? How did he succeed in breaking the strong opposition of Arminga and bringing it back again?"
Charlotte, Demeter's host, stated affirmatively. After hearing the news.
Rayman looked at the servant with an excited tone.
“He's obviously like me. Even if he's stubborn, he'll do what he has to.”
This was an unusual compliment from Rayman to Bernard, and Charlotte was very happy about it.
Rayman is also a father, and will not deny his son whatever his faults.
Charlotte clutched her chest and smiled with some tears in her eyes.
I went through a lot of pain during this time. She shed a tear when she was first relieved.
“Yes, your son was taken from you, of course. You and my son look alike.” Charlotte said with a smile.
At that time, the servant knocked on the door.