At my words, Walter suddenly stood up, hitting the table violently with both hands.
“Walter, Bella, enough of it!
What are you doing during dinner?”
At the Marchioness’s words, Walter couldn’t hold back his anger, his lips trembled and he clenched his fists tightly.
“Walter!”
The Marchioness called him gently but in a strong tone.
Walter looked at her, then sneered and sat down on his chair violently.
'What a messy house.'
I shook my head and clicked my tongue.
Loen brought the food on a tray.
As she placed the dishes in front of us, I felt really curious.
“Is Luwin the only one here?
I haven’t seen any other servant.”
Lewin stopped putting away the dishes.
The Marchioness laughed loudly.
“How can Lewin manage this huge villa on her own?
You should say something logical.
We suddenly came to recuperate, and the servants are on vacation.
Lewin was not lucky, because she was the only one left here.”
“It's okay, ma'am.”
Lewin said and resumed placing the dishes in front of us.
Lewin didn't seem to be very good at cooking, and the food looked so bad that it made me lose my appetite.
I cut off a small piece of meat and put it in my mouth.
Despite its bad appearance, the taste was acceptable.
I thought of Leon when I saw the meat.
'I wonder if he enjoyed the huge steak.'
I laughed softly.
"What are you thinking about to laugh so stupidly?
You're not thinking about your cowardly husband, are you?
Tell me you're not thinking about Leon Astaire, or I'll die."
“Let's not talk.”
I buried my head in the food, ignoring the Marchioness's talk about my memories with my father.
'She knows very well that I'm not close to the Marquis, so why is she babbling like this?'
When I felt full, I stopped eating.
Eating more will make me feel full.
“It's late today, so I'll stay here for the night, but even if my father doesn't regain consciousness, I'll leave tomorrow.”
I said while wiping my mouth after eating.
The Marchioness placed the fork she was holding on the table.
“You so heartless.”
“Why do you say that about me coming back because of my schedule?
That’s sad.”
“You, who were a ar on the streets, have become a duchess.
Do you think that the whole world is at your feet?
Even your stupid, foolish husband is called a duke?”
The words flowed from her elegant mouth without thinking.
If her words were true, I would be angry, but is it worth it?
I sighed and shook my head.
"I give you everything you ask for.
I buy you everything you want.
Haven't you lived without shortages?
And yet, you refuse my urgent request so harshly, and now, when the situation is like this, you want to leave without seeing your father?"
Again, that request.
“Why do you care about me so much?
If I am a ar, I am afraid that my father will faint again if he sees me.”
“This time, I will not compromise.
I will take responsibility, so look at your father before you leave.
This is your last duty to the Marquis family.”
I took a deep breath, leaned back, and bit my lip.
'What should I do?'
My image was reflected in the wine glass in front of me, or rather, Bella's image.
'What do you think, Bella?'
The wine glass sparkled under the light, as if Bella was answering.
Even if he is a parent, is he really a parent?
Why was Bella constantly going to D.C. if her family was so bad?
Regardless of my feelings, I'm Bella.
I felt that denying this request would be disrespectful to Bella, who gave me her body.
“Okay, I'll see my dad before I leave.”
The Marchioness nodded enthusiastically, her face lighting up.
Walter looked at me with eyes full of anger, as if he was dissatisfied.
I smiled at him.
“Lend me the communication stone you used to contact me.”
“That?
Lewin broke it while cleaning.”
"truly?"
I returned to my room and told Amy and Marie the sad news that I would stay until the Marquis regained consciousness.
Then I sat down at the desk and wrote a short, concise letter to Leon.
I sent one of the guard knights with the message to Esther.
“Tell Lewin what you need.”
“Okay, ma'am.”
Amy and Mary energetically left the room.
I sat at the desk tapping it with my fingers.
The thought of seeing the Marchioness and Walter for more days made me dizzy.
Should I have said that?
Am I in a position to do this for someone?
The world will end soon, and everyone will die.
Should I waste time on the death of a worthless person?
It would have been better for my future to woo Leon instead.
At that moment, I heard a knock on my room door.
“Bella.”
It was Walter's voice.
Why does he come to my room at this time?
I fell silent and froze.
“Bella!”
I heard another knock and my name called.
When I didn't answer, the door opened.
What a crazy person!
Enters someone's room without permission?
Where are Amy and Mary?
The door opened, and Walter poked his head out.
He looked around the room, and when he saw me, he pointed at me.
“You were here and didn't answer?”
“Is it allowed to enter the room of someone so rude?”
“It doesn't matter.
Leave now.”
"What do you mean?"
“Go back to your stupid husband.”
“Why?”
Walter looked at me with a serious look, then suddenly grabbed my shoulders.
“What are you doing?”
"Leave, now.
Your father won't wake up."
"…What do you mean?"
“My mother killed your father.
The body lying on the bed is your father’s body.”
I was speechless when I heard his words.
I felt like my strength was slipping away.
Do I believe Walter?
He's someone who can't be trusted either.
But his expression didn't look like a lie.
"Leave now.
Why did you come to suffer insults?
You're really stupid.
How can you not know my mother after everything you've been through?"
Marchioness, murder.
I suddenly felt like I was in a horror movie.
So, she's now living with a corpse?
She's completely gone crazy.
Why did you kill the Marquis?
"Why?
Why did my mother kill your father?"
“Everyone knows the reason, you and me.
That's why I helped her cover up.
But I don't think it's right to hold you responsible.”
She must have done the same thing to other family members as she did to me.
I saw hatred in Walter's eyes as he spoke.
“Hold me responsible?”
I felt dizzy.
What is this complicated situation?
Not enough is it that I'm trying to survive against monsters, now I'm facing murder charges?
“She must have asked you to kill the Marquis.”
What a crazy person!
Did that “request” that the Marchioness spoke of mean killing the Marquis?
If I become a murderer, it will not only be me who will be punished, but also Leon.
“Why are you helping me?”
"Because you're always stupidly the victim.
You're really brainless."
Walter stroked my head violently.
His eyes were full of worry.
I moved my head away from his hand, but slowly looked into his eyes.
“What will you do?
If I leave, won’t my mother become a murderer?
Even if the situation is temporarily safe, if the Marquis does not return to the capital, they will search for him.”
“I tried so hard to think with your weak mind.
I don’t want you to worry.
Who should worry about whom?
I was the one who made my mother get into this state because of my fear, so I will take responsibility.”