I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 92

Madam Marcella had precisely pointed out everything I had been worrying about.

That was why I had hesitated until the day before. Was our escape truly the right choice? But unlike me, who wavered indecisively, you were strong. Gerard was the one giving up everything and leaving, yet he was the one soothing me instead. And I remained pathetic until the very end.

“Gerard has a strong sense of responsibility, so he won’t show it on the outside. But that boy is ultimately human too. The moment a small crack forms in his heart, the regrets he has been suppressing are bound to burst out.”

“……”

“You don’t want to hold onto Gerard even if it means doing that, do you?”

The words coaxing me so gently pierced painfully through my chest.

Not a single thing she said was wrong.

How could I express how I felt, unable to do anything for my lover?

I had never once fully purified him as he suffered from a rampage rate that thrashed up to dangerous levels every day, and who was I to stop him from spending at a level that suited him?

Everything around me was old and poor.

Even if my legs tore apart, I could not keep up with you, but that did not mean I ever wanted you to jump into this mud pit.

I was selfish and cowardly, so I failed to understand the many things you were sacrificing in order to be with me.

I am blocking your happiness.

The tears that had filled my eyes fell endlessly down my cheeks.

“Oh my.”

Madam Marcella held me in her arms. At the hand patting my back, my sobs grew more and more violent.

“Hiic, ah, hic, ugh…”

“It seems you’ve made up your mind, child. I’ll deliver your letter for you. Ledon.”

“Yes, Madam. I will go to the harbor now.”

Clutching Madam Marcella’s dress, I ended up crying my heart out.

Dragged up into the cold reality, I wanted to lean on anything at all. Before I became completely alone, I wanted to bury myself in another person’s warmth and receive one last comfort.

And so, I cried until I was exhausted and lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been moved to some bedroom.

How much time had passed? The sun, submerged in the downpour, had sunk without once pushing its face beyond the clouds.

I quietly pulled back the blanket and got out.

I felt warm heat from the fireplace.

“Gerard.”

…Did he receive my letter? It was hard to judge whether that was good or not. He might have been hurt by the one-sided notice. Because separation, without exception, is painful and unpleasant.

“I want to see him just once, one last time.”

I knew it was an arrogant desire. But I would rather have been slapped by him. I wanted to tell him that our breakup was not because of you, but entirely because of me. So all you had to do was hate me.

You did not even need to look back on your shortcomings or your past.

I carefully opened the bedroom door.

Contrary to my expectations, the hallway was empty. I forced my wet shoes, neatly placed to one side, onto my feet and picked up my bag as well. The sudden silence made me uneasy.

It was when I stepped outside the mansion with all five senses on alert.

Baaang—!

BOOM——!

A terrifying roar rang out, enough to shake the entire ground.

What is that?

I wondered if it was an earthquake. Covering the area around my eyes with the back of my hand, I looked up at the pitch-black sky submerged in the downpour. In the darkness, I could faintly see something soaring upward.

Something is strange.

An unknown sense of unease hurried my steps.

No one stopped me until I got into a hired carriage on the street.

“Please go to Bellota Harbor.”

“What? Oh, no, I can’t go there right now.”

“Ah, is it because of the monster? You don’t have to go inside, just drop me off nearby…”

“That’s not it, you see, they say Lord Castion went on a rampage. The whole area is a complete wreck right now, so passage has been blocked entirely.”

…Who went on a rampage?

My heart dropped to the ground.

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