It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 198
Since he would think I didn’t know anything, in a way he’d lost someone to be angry at, but still…
Watching him unable to hate me at all like this and instead telling me to never abandon him again, I choked up, reminded of the past Lionel who, even stabbed by a sword, only gazed endlessly at my retreating figure.
If only he’d hated me, if only he’d resented me, the him of that time would have had it a bit easier to endure.
It would have been less sad and less painful.
Seeing the tears welling up in my eyes, Lionel panicked and hurriedly spoke.
“I didn’t say that to frighten you, I meant it as how much I love you…”
“I know.”
I smiled brightly at the man who bent his upper body all the way down to look closely at my face, casting a shadow over me.
“I’m crying because I’m so happy… because I’m so glad.”
Also, because I’m sorry to you. Because I pity you so much for being left alone after me.
Tears kept welling up without stopping.
I wanted to reassure the flustered Lionel, but there was nothing I could do.
“This time, in this life, let’s never part.”
I said, burying my face, now ugly and distorted, in his hands that cupped my cheeks.
“Even if the world ends up destroyed because of it, who cares?”
I rubbed my eyes against his rough but large and warm palms.
I don’t really know what standards my past self used to make her choices.
Perhaps like a true ‘saintess,’ she didn’t hesitate to burn everything for the sake of saving the world.
But if that had been the right answer, Father and my brother wouldn’t have left me without any instructions. They wouldn’t have left me to grow up carelessly as a beloved youngest daughter without telling me about past lives.
Yet all they did was warmly embrace and kiss me, saying my happiness was the most important thing.
Wasn’t Vaikal’s box full of letters to me also filled with nothing but trivial stories? About how he couldn’t sleep because he missed me, and after days of wetting his pillowcase with tears, he ended up dripping a nosebleed into his stew bowl…
So.
This could have been the right answer.
Me, who knows nothing but how to love and be loved, choosing Lionel alone. Me, undeniably selfish, holding his hand for my sake alone until the very end.
Even if that’s not it, well.
It can’t be helped.
“You’re right.”
Lionel laughed quietly and wiped my eyes with his thumb.
He gazed steadily at my face, still ugly and distorted from not yet stopping my tears, then pressed his lips briefly and pulled away.
“It’s about time it fell to ruin once. This damn world that tormented such a lovely you.”
Ah, no… if it really falls to ruin, that would be a bit troublesome…
“It’d be even better if we could make it run smoothly.”
When I spoke quickly, his long eyes curved into a gentle arc.
“If my love wishes it, of course.”
Ugh, my heart…
Before the world ends because of this excessively lethal beauty of a man, my heart will stop first.
It was when I couldn’t hold back anymore and was about to attack his red, luscious lips.
The carriage slowly began to stop.
We’d already reached the place where we, who exited through the eastern gate, and Vivian’s party, who exited through the western gate, were supposed to meet.
“My face…!”
“What about your face?”
I had to quickly fix my face that had gotten swollen and ugly from crying, but Lionel had a puzzled expression as if wondering what the problem was.
‘…This is what they call being blinded by love.’
He’s got it on thick, completely.
As I hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief and rubbed my eyes roughly, Lionel’s eyes twitched.
“I’ll do it for you.”
The touch that took the handkerchief from my hand and patted gently was extremely careful. He sighed saying it was already red, then lightly kissed my burning eyes.
“There, all done.”
I doubted whether it was really done, but it couldn’t be helped now.
Glancing out the window, I saw a cozy building nestled in a wooded area. Vivian’s carriage that arrived first and her companions were also standing in front of it.
Among them was a figure striding toward our carriage that had just arrived.
