Chapter 51

The maid, who had been ordered to care for her, asked in amazement. Roselia seemed to see that she was tricked, so she carefully pulled the blanket down. Roselia, who only made her eyes visible, answered in a whisper. “My head hurts a little.” Well, just a little.

“I’m going to call the doctor right now.”

“No! It’s okay! I think I’ll get better with a little rest–!”

As soon as she grabbed the collar of the maid, who was about to leave the bedroom, the maid made a restless expression on her face. However, Roselia seemed unwilling to see a doctor, so the maid suddenly felt troub;ed. The maid, thinking that it would be better to follow Roselia’s opinion, sat on her knees beside the bed.

“Did you catch a cold?”

“It’s not a cold, It’s just a headache.”

My conscience was pricked at the sight of the maid, who seemed to be genuinely worried about me. But it was better to lie than face Cedric, so Roselia was determined to do this.

The maid got up and said that she would bring a good tea for her headache.

“I will tell the master as well.”

Roselia sighed, she had already expected this to happen. The maid, who was about to leave the bedroom immediately looked back as if her lies were caught with that sigh.

“I don’t want to worry the Duke, so I just haven’t woken up yet. Could you do it? Please?”

The maid heistated, but still followed Roselia’s will. Roselia felt compelled to remember her, who completely followed her opinion. The maid, who left the bedroom, returned not long after. In her hand was a fragrant tea with hot steam.

“Hey, will the Duke stay in the mansion today?”

“No, the master just left.”

It was only then that Roselia was able to put her mind at ease. The maid reminded Roselia to call her if her headache got worse and then left the bedroom. Roselia, who was pretending to be sick because of her lie, got up from her bed late and walked to the window. 

Just then, I saw Cedric getting into the carriage with amazing timing. Roselia drank tea and watched him leave the mansion for a long time.

‘Are you going to meet that Young Lady today?’

I looked at the cup in front of my eyes, and an afterimage of yesterday’s event had done so much damage to Roselia’s heart. For this reason, a thought similar to a person victimized by paranoia came to her mind.

‘I wish I hadn’t met you.’

A desperate wind blew in my chest. But she didn’t deserve it. How long do I have to swallow, swallow, and swallow my heart like this in front of him?

‘If the Duke likes that Young Lady very much. then I…’