Chapter 33
There was a man exactly like that in her previous life, a truly awful human being.
Come to think of it, David’s vibe seemed similar. Things like his exceptionally black hair or his fiercely slanted eyes.
He looked just like her former boss’s son, the one who had pushed her into the abyss of her previous life.
‘…It’s like a cruel twist of fate.’
Not only had Rogerick, who resembled Ryang, appeared, but now there was a man who resembled that bastard as well. It was a situation that could be said to be a different version of her previous life.
‘At this rate, a guy like my former boss, whom I killed, might appear too.’
Cecilia let out a hollow laugh.
But things wouldn’t get that far. This was just a delusion caused by her inability to shake off the soot-like memories of her previous life that were stuck to the pot.
“So you… like exemplary men, Cecil?”
“Of course.”
“And what other kind of man do you like?”
“If I tell you, will you make it all come true for me?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm, I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it properly.”
Cecilia turned her gaze to the window.
Was it because she hadn’t had many people she liked in her life? There was a truckload of people she disliked, but when asked about the kind of man she liked, nothing came to mind easily.
“……A man who doesn’t betray me.”
Right, there was that.
“A man who is on my side until the very end. I need a man like that. So Rogerick, don’t step up too much from now on.”
“What are you talking about, Cecil?”
“Today, in front of the Grand Duke, you were so rude. Do you know how scared I was? I was afraid that man with a bad temper would even shoot you.”
“Cecilia.”
The hand that was being held by Rogerick tightened. Now he was holding Cecilia instead.
“You said you like a man who is on your side.”
“So?”
“How can I stand by when there’s a person being rude to you?”
“But this is just…….”
“‘Just this,’ you say, Cecil.”
Rogerick’s face instantly twisted.
“Are you used to such rudeness?”
“…….”
“Where on earth, what kind of bastards did that to you?”
Cecilia was unable to speak and her mouth was agape. She barely managed to open it.
“Rogerick, no. I…….”
Rude bastards?
There were so many. Especially in her previous life, when she was a useless young girl, there were countless of them.
Maybe that was why. She felt that maybe even after she became the boss, she had become so numb to such rudeness that she couldn’t properly punish them.
It was a realization she had for the first time in her life.
“Cecilia. I’m ready to draw my sword against anything that threatens your safety and honor.”
“…….”
“Don’t forget. I’m always on your side.”
His support was pleading.
Just like Ryang had done.
“Your brother is here, me. Why don’t you believe me?”
“Because you’re a useless burden.”
“No, I’m not. I can be a lot of help.”
Rogerick was so much like that child.
It wasn’t that their facial features were similar. It was his gentle aura, the way he smiled, and his blind devotion to her for no reason.
That’s why her heart fluttered so often whenever she saw this man. It also felt like her stomach was churning.
Ryang was the first child she had let into her life, and he was the man who had killed her. She wouldn’t forget him easily. She knew, she knew.
But seeing a man who resembled him so much acting so desperately made her feel like her mind was being ground up.
‘…Is this hell, in fact?’
It felt like she was being punished.
‘I thought being killed by that kid was no big deal…….’
Of course it was.
His betrayal, which she had believed in, had remained as a deep scar.
Cecilia grabbed the hem of Rogerick’s clothes. Then she buried the top of her head in his chest. Only then could she breathe a little easier.
“Rogerick.”
Cecilia had to confirm.
“…Can you keep that promise for the rest of your life?”
Her dry voice sounded like she was crying.
“Can you protect my safety and honor for the rest of my life? Can you swear that you will never aim that sword at me?”
“Of course.”
A desperate answer came before Cecilia even finished her sentence.
“I will never abandon you.”
Rogerick gently embraced Cecilia. Her slender and soft body clung to his moderately firm body.
It was a deep embrace, as if they were trying to become one. Cecilia closed her eyes, inhaling Rogerick’s cool scent that filled her lungs.
“……Rogerick.”
“Yes, speak.”
“I have one more ideal type that I haven’t told you about.”
“I’ll listen to anything, tell me.”
“I want a man who… doesn’t leave me alone at night.”
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