I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love

“…When would I have the time to meet a man?”

“Are you saying you would if you had the time?”

“I won’t have that kind of time in the future either.”

“Don’t close yourself off too tightly. Leave at least enough room for me to get in.”

I pulled my hand out of his grasp.

As though feeling suffocated, Gerard removed the blanket wrapped around his body.

As expected, his claim that he was cold must have been a complete lie. I was the fool for panicking and dragging him inside without realizing it.

Gerard closed the chocolate box again. He took it from my hands and moved it to the bedside table.

“Let’s eat dinner first.”

My mouth was so sweet that I didn’t want anything else, but if I insisted that I wouldn’t eat, it was obvious that he would make another fuss.

I swallowed a sigh and stood.

Dinner had been prepared at the table for only one person.

Simply roasted meat and vegetables, along with a bowl of freshly made soup. The care he had taken not to let even one meal pass carelessly was evident.

“Am I eating alone?”

“I already ate.”

Gerard said as he pulled out the chair. The moment I sat down, the utensils were placed beside me one by one.

Even though he said he had already eaten dinner, he deliberately sat across from me.

He leaned back in the chair with a blank face and quietly stared at me.

The silence that arrived when he closed his mouth was uncomfortable.

I was the only one who felt uncomfortable in this situation.

“Eat. It’ll get cold.”

During the time we had spent together, Gerard had quickly realized that I had a small appetite and often neglected my meals.

He had clearly noticed that the chocolate had ruined my appetite, but he didn’t leave his seat and watched me as though supervising me.

Only then did I understand where this discomfort came from.

He was still in a foul mood. He was pretending to take care of my meal and acting affectionately while tormenting me.

I even began to suspect that buying chocolate immediately before dinner had been deliberate.

“…What a terrible temper.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

I muttered timidly, then drank water. It was to wash away and swallow the sweetness remaining in my mouth.

“The volunteer work starts tomorrow, right?”

He reached out, speared a piece of roasted broccoli with his fork, and offered it to me. It was the food I hated most.

Unable to hide my displeasure, I accepted the fork.

“How did you know?”

“I’ll help you pack.”

Gerard lightly ignored my question and said only what he wanted. Then he gestured with his chin for me to hurry and eat.

“You’re not getting up until you finish everything.”

When I hesitated, he gave the warning as though driving in the final nail.

There wasn’t much food, but I still didn’t want to eat something I disliked. However, I knew that once he made up his mind, he rarely gave in unless I caused a scene by crying and screaming. In the end, I put the broccoli into my mouth.

I immediately drank water before I could taste it, and I heard him click his tongue across from me.

“Chew it properly.”

“You don’t need to help me pack.”

I quickly changed the subject before his nagging grew longer.

“You’re going to Rosein this time, right? There are many mountains nearby, so it’ll be cold.”

Rosein was a slum located on the outskirts of the capital.

It was so far away that it took a full day of traveling by carriage to reach it.

I had only heard about it and had never visited, so I hadn’t known there were many mountains nearby. But I didn’t show it and set down my fork.

“I was planning to pack my thickest clothes.”

“What about shoes?”

“……”

I only owned one pair, so there was nothing else I could pack. Gerard, who couldn’t have known about my circumstances, asked with an innocent expression.

“I’ll take care of it.”

I wasn’t a child, so why was he so desperate to interfere with everything?

That tendency of his was the same before and after he lost his memories.

Dinner only ended after I scraped my plate clean. Gerard never took his eyes off me as I ate, as though he found something extremely entertaining about it.

He personally picked up the empty dishes and even finished washing them. But a convulsion struck him partway through, causing him to break one plate.

We hurriedly performed purification while stepping around the broken pieces. During the process, two more plates shattered.