# 7
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Candace, the upper maid, opened the door and said, “Ma’am, preparations for returning to Domfelt’s house… Oh, have you fixed them?”
Once she heard Candace's voice, Scarlett raised her hands proudly, showing a watch.
Candace exclaimed in surprise, "Polly! The clock is running!"
"truly?"
Polly answered loudly from the kitchen, and she rushed upstairs.
While Candace sat Scarlett and braided her blond hair, pinning it into a wreath, Polly looked at the clock several times, jumping with joy and tears welling up.
"Thank you! This watch was bought by my late grandmother for my birthday so she could give it to me when I grew up. I wanted to fix it so bad!"
“How did you fix it, ma'am?”
The maids gathered around Polly, looking at the clock in amazement and asking questions, and Scarlett smiled.
“It took half a month”
"Even if it was! No one could fix it! This is amazing!"
Everyone was so excited, Scarlett found it difficult to tell them that she would be filing divorce papers with her husband today. But not telling them seemed like she was deceiving them.
After a while, the servants carried her luggage to the trunks and took them out, and Candace checked Scarlett's clothes one last time.
“You will meet him in a hundred days.”
Scarlett smiled at Candace's words as she carefully examined her clothes.
“Yes”
“By the way, this wound has not healed, what a pity.”
Candace frowned as she looked at a wound on Scarlett's left wrist.
Ever since she woke up in the hotel and lost her memory, there has been a crusty wound on her left wrist where she always wore the watch.
Scarlett placed the watch over the wound to cover it and said: “It’s enough for me to cover it.”
“However, on this smooth skin… where did this wound come from?”
“Indeed. If I only remember.”
Scarlett tried to think that maybe she had done something stupid during the week she had lost her memory.
Whenever she saw the wound, she felt a heaviness in her heart and a strange fear, so she could not bear it except by covering it.
After a while, the two of them came out of the small villa decorated with all kinds of rare things. It was dark outside, and rain was pouring down.
Scarlett got into the carriage.
She closed her eyes for a moment, imagining Victor. His perfect navy coat that matched his height, his black hair always neatly styled, his straight nose, and his blue eyes that reminded her of the sea. She loved it all in her imagination.
When she thought about it, she realized that her search for the four-leaf clover was for her own happiness.
It was just her way of enjoying May. In fact, even if it wasn't clover, everything she did for Victor made her happy. She wouldn't have continued doing things for free if she wasn't happy.
With this idea, I felt that the two years were fun.
***
In the Royal Palace, they were very reluctant to spread news of Marina Domfelt's madness, but they were unable to completely prevent it.
News spread in the capital, Salantaire, that the princess who was coldly expelled by the royal family had lost her mind, and that her son lived to fulfill her dream even though she tried to strangle him.
When it became clear that even his closest Navy comrades did not know this, the royal family's position became awkward.
The long confrontation continued. Victor lived as he always had, showing no sign of anxiety.
Irene's royal family hated the idea of including Victor, so they postponed the response day after day without a clear answer.
But Victor didn't seem worried. If the problem was a lack of patience, Victor Domfelt was the furthest people away from this problem.
The rain continued for days, and Victor would spend the evening at the third-floor window of the attached suite, drinking one glass after another until he was drunk. While he was emptying a cup and filling it, he heard the sound of a cart running through the mud.
Victor looked out the window and saw a carriage approaching in the dark in the rain.
After a while, Blight announced in an embarrassed tone: “The lady has arrived.”
“Scarlett?”
“Yes”
Victor calculated the date again, but confirmed that today was the ninety-ninth day since Scarlett left.
He didn't want to show his drunken state to others, so he frowned slightly, rebuttoned his shirt, put on his jacket, and then went down the stairs. When he arrived, he saw Scarlett enter wearing a raincoat.
Scarlett spotted Victor coming down the central stairs, and laughed energetically: “Victor, we haven’t met for a long time!”
“Isn't it tomorrow?”
“Oh, right. Tomorrow is the day we agreed to meet.”
Scarlett did not take off her raincoat.
She entered the hallway with rain dripping from her, and Victor frowned clearly this time.
Scarlett looked brighter than she did three months ago, so Victor thought the austere convent life would suit her.
Scarlett approached, smiling, but her steps were slow.
"Are you well?"
“Yes”
Before she could reach him, Scarlett bent down, opened her bag, took out an envelope and presented it.
“Here he is”
Victor nodded, and Blight took the envelope, opened it, examined it with astonishment, and then handed it to Victor.
When he realized it was divorce papers, his expression didn't change much.
“Mr. Gregory agreed,” Scarlett said.
“For divorce?”
“Yes. Then you can marry a girl from a prominent family. Then the royal palace will look at you differently.”
Victor examined the papers with expressionless eyes, then walked to a table in the hallway. He took a gold-edged pen and wrote what was necessary.
He handed the papers to Blight, who took them stammering and whispering: “Aren’t you going to think more?”
“No need”
Victor spoke, then turned around.
Scarlett subconsciously followed him for a few steps and said, “Then, I will go to the Crimson family’s house now.”
Victor stopped, turned to her and said: “Now?”
“Yes, yes”
“It's raining and it's late. Stop this nonsense and go tomorrow.”
“There's still a tram. I'll walk there.”
Scarlett spoke in a playful tone, then looked at him and said, “I’m sorry for cheating on you, Victor. But my love for you was real. More than my life. Really, why did it become like this...”
She stopped, as if she couldn't continue, then turned around.
“Take care, my love.”
Scarlett left quickly, and only then did Victor realize that she had not taken off her raincoat because she did not intend to stay. He thought in hindsight that he shouldn't have been drinking today so he could go get her tomorrow.
Blight followed in confusion: “Sir...”
But Victor ignored him, returned to the room where he was drinking, and closed the door.
The palace fell into silence.
***
Scarlett ran in the rain, but the remnants of a harsh fever forced her to stop after a short distance.
Andrei, who was standing at the door carrying his bag on his back, approached and took her bag as well and said: “Ma’am, hurry up a little.”
"A lady already? We haven't even opened the store yet!"
“You hired me, didn't you, Mrs.?”
Scarlett struggled to hold the umbrella as she walked.
On her way to the tram station, she asked as if she still did not understand: “I can’t afford to pay a big salary, is this really appropriate?”
“Yes. It has always been my dream. To start from a small store and turn it into a big company.”
“Big?”
“As I said, you have an exceptional talent. You repaired a watch that even the watchmakers from the Crimson Family could not repair.”
“It took half a month”
“Anyway, this is enough to prove it. The person who inherited the Crimson family’s ancient watchmaking skills is Scarlett Crimson.”
They talked as they made their way through the rain to the station and onto the tram.
As they were leaving Domfelt Palace and heading to Seventh Street to open the watch shop, Andrei was reading a book with his usual smug face, and Scarlett was looking through the closed glass window at the foggy street.
“Maybe because we lived apart for three months, I don't feel sad as much.”
“Ah, yes”
“Don't you think I'm taking the divorce relatively calmly?”
“Just saying that shows you're full of hesitation.”
“How cold you are!”
“My coldness will be very useful to you in the future.”
Andrei was quiet, and Scarlett found that amusing, so she laughed softly. She felt grateful that she was still able to laugh in such a simple way after the divorce.
Seventh Street, which Scarlett rented, was the closest busy commercial district to the Crimson Palace.
Because of her fever that had not fully recovered, Scarlett focused on making watches in the second floor workshop.
Meanwhile, Andrei handled most of the preparations for opening the store.
For Scarlett, who knew nothing about watches but nothing about running a business, this was a real blessing.
After the summer was over and she had fully regained her health, the watch shop was opened.
Immediately after him, Scarlett bought a bicycle, her first since her bicycle was stolen from her cousin Marilyn after the death of her parents.