I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 2
That rumor was the biggest topic in the empire these days, to the point that even children in the slums knew about it.
âItâs not exactly welcome news for me, though.â
Only I, who had unwillingly witnessed this entire scene, was put in an awkward position.
âYou should be grateful it was me hiding in this dog hole.â
I had absolutely no interest in love quarrels between high-ranking nobles.
Right now, my only concern was delivering this dress and jewelry to Arvina as quickly as possible.
This isnât even the first time heâs been dumped by Arvina, so why is he still acting like that?
Gerard hadnât moved an inch from where he stood.
I didnât want to care, but it bothered me terribly. Couldnât he soothe the pain of heartbreak somewhere else?
I forced myself to ignore my restless feelings and waited for Gerard to disappear.
âEnjoy the show?â
A low voice came from above my head.
For a moment, my whole body felt like it had frozen. When I forced my stiff neck to turn and look, sure enough, Gerard Castion was staring straight at me.
âAhâŚâ
Since when did he notice? All my effort to keep perfectly quiet vanished in an instant.
Even though I had already been discovered, I kept my mouth shut and lowered my head, just in case.
Just pass by. Please just pass by. Please ignore me. Pass by. Ignore me. Dear God!
âSomeoneâs getting slapped, and you just watch without helping. Do you usually tolerate injustice that well?â
But as always, God wasnât on my side.
Gerard came right up to me and crouched down, speaking with a mocking tone. The ash-blue eyes I used to face every night were now looking at me again for the first time in years.
I muttered curtly on purpose, trying to hide the embarrassment rising inside me.
ââŚWhich side exactly received injustice?â
âAh.â
Gerard tilted his head back slightly as if amused, then straightened.
âSo because Iâm well-built, getting slapped once doesnât count?â
âThatâs not what I meant, butâŚâ
Gerard might not know it, but cold sweat was pouring down my back right now.
I had run into him many times in passing, but this was the first time we had spoken like this since he lost his memories.
His eyes had always been directed at Arvina.
I tried my best not to get dragged into the trouble he was picking. I just wanted to leave quickly, and I was in the middle of crawling into the dog hole.
Thud. A large hand suddenly blocked the top of my head. What the. When I lifted my eyes and glared, Gerard, still wearing that ill-tempered-looking expression, was staring down at me with obvious displeasure.
âExcuse me, could you move your hand? Iâm very lateâŚâ
âIâm not the type to ignore injustice like you are.â
âWhat?â
His hands slid under my arms. Before I even had time to understand what was happening, my body was pulled smoothly out of the dog hole.
Gerard hoisted me over his shoulder as if I were a sack of luggage and gave a sharp whistle.
âOver here, I caught a thief!â
A voice as loud as his broad, solid chest rang through the estate.
The guards who heard the shout immediately began running toward us in formation.
âN-No, wait a second! Who are you calling a thief?! Let go, let go!â
Had he gone half-crazy from heartbreak? If he was going to get dumped, he shouldâve taken it quietly, so why take it out on me!
I struggled wildly on his shoulder, but his strong arm held my waist firmly in place like iron.
âWhat is the situation, sir?!â
The guard who arrived snapped a sharp salute toward Gerard. Only then did Gerard set me down and shove me lightly toward the guard.
âA stray cat snuck in. I caught it, so make sure you tell Miss Odriann.â
After handing me over to the guard, Gerard waved casually and walked away at ease.
Th-that irresponsibleâŚ!
As I stared at his retreating back in shock, the sharp tip of a spear was thrust toward my neck. Gasp, startled, I quickly raised both hands beside my face.
âItâs a misunderstanding! Iâm not a thief!â
âThey all say that. Tie her up!â
âI came on an errand, an errand!â
âLike hell you are! Do you think we wouldnât know those are stolen goods?! If youâre not a thief, then are you saying Lord Castion falsely arrested an innocent person?!â
Yes. Thatâs exactly right.
But the guards, who didnât know Gerardâs true nature, blindly trusted his judgment. It was close to religious faith.
To begin with, Gerard Castion wasnât a person who really thought about his actions. Since no one could oppose his words, he simply acted however he pleased.
And I knew that nature better than anyone else. If you ask how I knowâŚ
Gerard Castion, my faded lover.
Because in his lost memories, the one who had been his lover for seven years was me.
