Celebrity Lady - Chapter 136

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Celebrity Lady
Chapter 136
Only then could I finally meet Cade’s true gaze.
Eyes stained with madness.
Thump, thump, thump.
My heart hammered as if it might burst from my chest.
I spoke as calmly as I could manage.
“Why are you here, sir?”
“Ah, I had something to tell you, madam.”
“I see. But I’m afraid I have somewhere urgent to be at the moment. Shall we talk later?”
As I tried to slip away, Cade blocked my path again.
‘God, I hate this.’
Should I shout for the guards at the corridor entrance?
For a moment, I wavered.
‘My Fashion Show.’
I didn’t want to ruin the show I’d worked so hard to prepare.
“Juliet, I know life’s been hard on you, but you have to endure it. They’re the ones who stalk you after police investigations, right after being released. They’ve already given up on being normal, okay? If they snap, there’s no telling what they’ll do.”
My old manager’s voice echoed in my mind, and I found myself hesitating.
Hadn’t I myself almost died at the hands of a crazed fan with a knife?
Not wanting to provoke a madman, I kept my tone as gentle as possible.
“It seems like something urgent. What is it?”
……
But Cade simply smiled without answering.
I hid my trembling hands behind my back and feigned composure.
Then.
“A gift I’ve been preparing for you, madam. If you won’t accept it, it becomes worthless to me.”
Cade produced a ring box for me.
His gift that I’d already refused that morning—a Diamond Ring.
“As I said this morning, I’ll accept your feelings, but it’s too much for a show opening gift.”
“It’s not a congratulations gift. It’s a birthday gift. Your birthday is coming up soon, isn’t it?”
……
He’s lost his mind.
I stood speechless, swallowing hard.
January 7th.
This man—whom I’d seen only once—even knew the birthday of Princess Rubetria Diolus.
Goosebumps rippled down my spine……
“I’m seriously losing it! I’ve moved dozens of times and changed my phone number hundreds of times! Because of him ringing the doorbell at dawn, I can’t even sleep properly at night anymore!”
“Then what do you want me to do? It stresses me out too, so stop complaining. They’re not just one or two, and even if we catch one, another just pops up, and there’s no law to throw them all in prison.”
“So I’m supposed to keep living like this?”
“It’s exhausting, really. If you hated this so much, why did you choose to live this way? You chose this life—deal with it. You’re someone who thrives on attention; you couldn’t live a normal life even if you tried.”
The voice of my fifth manager—the one who’d quit because of stress from my stalkers—echoed in my memory.
‘Whether there or here, the madmen follow the law of conservation of mass.’
Then.
From the opposite end of the corridor came heavy, salvation-like footsteps.
As I spotted the approaching figure beneath the dim lighting, I felt both startled and relieved.
That familiar silver hair and black mask.
It was Lark.
He stopped and looked between me and Cade.
Sensing his presence, Cade turned to look at Lark, then quickly spoke to me.
“Madam, regarding the overseas branch investment matter—”
The sudden remark was meant to deceive Lark’s eyes.
“……Pardon me.”
Lark, who’d been approaching, gave a slight nod as expected and passed right by us.
“Oh, wait—”
Just as I was about to grab Lark and escape the situation.
Cade suddenly seized my hand.
“Madam?”
His index finger traced the inside of my wrist very slowly.
“If you could spare me a moment……”
Cade’s words trailed off.
His gaze was directed not at me, but behind him.
“I’m sorry to interrupt such an important conversation.”
Lark, who’d suddenly returned, abruptly seized Cade’s wrist.
“But I’d prefer you not hold hands.”
His grip was so forceful that veins bulged across his knuckles.
“Hnn.”
Cade, swallowing a groan of pain, withdrew his arm with a displeased expression.
Then, massaging his own wrist, he spoke.
“I’m not sure who you are, but isn’t that rather rude? I was simply having a polite conversation with the madam.”
“Yeah, I know. But don’t hold hands.”
Cade’s brow furrowed.
“Who are you—”
Before he could finish his question, Lark removed the mask covering his face.
‘Oh no, this shouldn’t happen.’
Revealing his identity and engaging in a power struggle with a high-ranking nobleman.
“Does that answer your question?”
I was taken aback, and Cade too seemed to freeze in shock.
Soon Cade let out a laugh and spread both hands wide.
“It seems I’ve misunderstood something. If I’ve offended you in any way, I apologize, madam.”
……
Cade, who’d been staring at me silently, soon gave a small nod and turned away, disappearing down the opposite corridor.
I watched his retreating figure quietly, thinking.
‘I’ve just provoked my stalker fan……’
As anxiety began to settle in, I suddenly thought of Lark standing beside me.
“That’s right, Your Highness.”
“……I’m sorry.”
“Pardon?”
He apologized suddenly.
“I made things difficult for you, didn’t I? I know I shouldn’t have interfered, but somehow—”
“No?”
I waved my hands frantically.
“Thank you. I won’t go into details now since I’m pressed for time, but things would have been much more complicated if you hadn’t stepped in.”
“Hmm?”
I grabbed the hand of the confused Lark and hurried forward.
“We have less than thirty minutes until the show starts, so I’m in a rush. I’ll explain later. Oh, and the knights are here, you said? I can give you standing-room tickets—”
“Yeah, I know. Victor told me he’d handle the standing-room tickets. He’s already waiting first in line at the Ticket Counter, so everyone will get their tickets and come in.”
“Oh my, really? Thank goodness.”
I placed a hand over my heart, then turned around and began walking in the opposite direction.
Lark, following behind, asked with a smile in his voice.
“Don’t tell me you came out because of that?”
“Yes. The Magic Tower Master told me you couldn’t get in because you didn’t have tickets. I would have reserved seats for your knights if I’d known in advance—I’m sorry.”
“Ha, don’t be. Why apologize for something like that?”
“I also feel sorry for not paying attention to you earlier because I was so busy.”
“No, I understand. I know you’re busy.”
For some reason, Lark seemed to be in a good mood.
Why?
Standing before Lark, who simply smiled and said everything was fine and he understood, my thoughts suddenly grew complicated.
During my Juliet days, when there was nothing I couldn’t do, there was one thing I never did—romance.
Because of my hectic schedule, it was obvious that any partner would end up lonely.
Unable to give up my work, romance was a luxury I couldn’t afford.
My steps gradually slowed to a stop.
‘This won’t do……’
Every time something like this happened, I felt too sorry to disappoint people and just pretend it didn’t matter.
“Your Highness, wait. I have something to say.”
“Hmm?”
“Well, you see…… you’ve probably noticed, but my business has grown so much that I’ve become very busy. And it’s going to get even busier.”
……
“It’s not my intention, but moving forward, there may be times when we have less time together, or I might end up disappointing you.”
“Princess?”
My cryptic words seemed to take Lark by surprise.
“But I… I understand all of that?”
“Of course I prefer you to my work, but that doesn’t mean I plan to step back from the front lines now. I’m thinking I’ll only hand things over to professional managers once I’m over seventy and worn out.”
……
“So if I continue to want to see you despite all this, that would be purely selfish of me.”
“Hey, wait.”
Lark grabbed my shoulders with a surprised expression.
“I know what you’re trying to say. I do, but coming at me like this all of a sudden—”
“So, Your Highness.”
I set aside my pride for a moment and looked up at Lark courageously as I spoke.
“I know it’s a truly selfish request, but would you forgive me if I disappoint you sometimes? I promise to be as careful as I can to avoid such situations.”
“……?”
“I know it’s shameless, but I’m sorry. I can’t give up my work, and I can’t give up dating you either. We’ve only kissed so far. There’s so much more we need to try……”
I squeezed my eyes shut and continued.
“I was trying not to say things like this because I felt like I was getting ahead of myself.”
……
“I’m, I’m sorry, but honestly, in my imagination I’ve already sent our children to the Academy for studies……”
When I peeked open my eyes, Lark’s mouth was hanging wide open.
He must think I’m ridiculous. But what can I do?
I truly didn’t want to give up anything.
Even during my Juliet days, how sad I felt watching others date while I couldn’t!
Besides, Lark was virtually the most perfect man I’d ever met, whether in my Juliet days or my Rubetria days.
Letting him slip away would make me a fool!
“I love those children. I really want to have a daughter and a son. You might think it unexpected, but wanting to leave my bloodline in this world has been a deep longing of mine for a very long time.”
“Oh, I see.”
Lark bit his lips tightly and trembled.
It seemed my overly honest confession was overwhelming him.
Embarrassed but having made up my mind, I continued to express my resolve.
“For the parts where I might be negligent in childcare due to being busy, I’ll solve those with money. Of course, I’ll make sure the children never lack for anything and shower them with plenty of love.”
……
“So, I know it’s a truly selfish request.”
I lowered my eyes a little sheepishly.
“Would it be possible for us to continue seeing each other if you could show just a little understanding?”
I clenched my fists and lifted my gaze to look at Lark.
“……Your Highness?”
For some reason, he was covering half his face and suppressing laughter.
“Silly girl, you startled me.”
“Pardon?”
“I thought you were saying we should break up.”
“Oh my, is that so? Did I phrase it in a confusing way?”
“I love it.”
Lark suddenly bent down and pressed his forehead against mine.
Then, with infinitely gentle eyes, he whispered.
“I love you so much.”

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