I Made a Mistake in my Confession. Can I Cancel it? - Chapter 2

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Episode 2

“Why. Why are you so certain that I would reject your confession?”

Lillian’s forehead was burning hot. It felt like she had plunged her head into a volcano. Lillian’s vision spun, and she couldn’t even comprehend what she was saying.

“Of, of course you would. Your Grace is the Empire’s finest man, and there are many noble ladies who follow you. Why would you choose someone like me?”

Even after saying it, she thought ‘oh no.’ She hadn’t meant to say such things. She needed to explain properly.

Kartan snorted as if Lillian’s words were amusing and replied.

“Then I understand. There’s nothing I can’t do if I set my mind to it.”

Suddenly, his breath felt threatening, as if it would swallow her whole at any moment. She felt like a herbivore instinctively sensing a predator’s attack.

‘Th, this isn’t right.’

Too dangerous. Sirens blared in Lillian’s mind. Her face flushed bright red, and Lillian couldn’t string together any words. Kartan looked down leisurely at such a Lillian, his lips curving subtly as if enjoying the situation.

And shortly after, Lillian felt her shoulder being pressed down hotly. Looking down with trembling eyes, she realized that Grand Duke Kartan’s hand was resting on her shoulder.

Goosebumps rose all over her body. Trembling with fear, the moment Lillian raised her head and their eyes met, Kartan spoke in a low voice as if making an announcement.

“Lady Lillian, who is about to be married, shall we try switching to a new man at this point?”

“Th, that is…”

Thump thump.

At his sweet voice that could melt even frozen ice cream, Lillian truly felt her life was threatened. Her heart seemed to drop vertically before beginning to beat unstably.

‘I, I should say no…’

Her lips, stuck together with fear, wouldn’t part. Her chest pounded so hard she could barely breathe. Her vision spun with a ‘ping.’ Then she fainted with a ‘thud.’

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She had no sensation in her body. To be precise, she felt so light that there was no need to exert any strength. She wondered if she might be dead, but that didn’t seem to be the case. She just felt peaceful, as if lying on soft, pleasant clouds.

‘Ah, this feels so good. How wonderful would it be to stay like this forever.’

But unfortunately, Lillian’s wish was not granted. Faintly, a middle-aged woman’s voice flew sharply and struck her ears.

“Just like the weak bloodline someone bore outside! What if the Count finds out about this and wants to break off the engagement!”

“That’s why I told you not to rush too much. Since they’re the ones who are anxious, we could have coaxed them gently and gotten more dowry. It’s not too late even now, let’s postpone the wedding.”

Was this a dream? Her mind was hazy. Yet the two voices were all too familiar. They were her parents. No, to be precise, only her father was her real father. She was an illegitimate child, after all.

‘Is this a nightmare?’

She rather hoped it was a nightmare. She didn’t even want to confirm whether it was a dream or not. It would be more comfortable not knowing.

Lillian had never once met her birth mother in her life. As far as she could remember, her current parents had always been her mother and father.

“We shouldn’t have taken in such a thing! Then we’d have to keep that thing longer. Twenty years of raising it should be enough. I don’t want to live with that thing for even one more day!”

Though her mother snapped and pressed him, her father’s response didn’t come as always. Yet Lillian could clearly picture her father’s expression in her mind. He was probably looking resentful of her existence with a displeased expression.

‘Well, if I were in their position, I wouldn’t want to raise someone like me either.’

For nobility, an illegitimate child was a shameful existence. No matter how hollow their baron status might be, to parents who were nobles to their very bones, her existence would be burdensome and unpleasant. So she always thought she owed them a debt.

That’s why when her parents tried to send her off as the second wife to an elderly count, she obediently accepted. She had to repay the debt for raising her before she died.

It was a month ago. After waking from suffering with high fever, she had no strength in her body. When she even began coughing up blood, she went to see a doctor. And from the doctor, she received notice that she didn’t have much time left to live. The first emotion that came to mind then was injustice.

‘It’s too unfair to die without even confessing to the Baron.’

So she decided to confess, but where did it go wrong? She had definitely prepared two love letters. In case the Baron might pass by without seeing it, she put one in the documents the Baron was reviewing, and the other in the pocket of the jacket the Baron always wore!

‘You really take good care of the flower garden. Would you consider working at the Imperial Palace?’

‘Everyone makes mistakes. So don’t be too afraid.’

‘I’ll help you. Give it here.’

The Baron’s voice seemed to echo in her ears. She had a special ability. She could revive injured animals or plants. At first, it was just fascinating, and having such a special ability made her feel like she was someone extraordinary.

But she never revealed her ability to anyone. She couldn’t remember why she had kept it secret in the first place, but one thing was certain – it was a good choice. If people found out about her ability, they would surely try to use her. Especially her parents – it was obvious what they would do.

If they discovered that their terminally ill daughter had a revival ability, they would probably use her as a money-making tool until the day she died. She felt sorry for her parents, but she didn’t want to waste what little life she had left like that.

‘Moreover, using my strength for unwanted work would be terrible.’

Yet Lillian was secretly working as a gardener at the Imperial Palace, even using her revival ability despite knowing the danger. All for Baron Jeffrey’s sake. She wanted to repay the debt to him who had opened a new path for her. She wanted to see more often the man to whom she had unknowingly given her heart.

Thinking of Jeffrey, who was the only one who treated her kindly, Lillian felt peace return to her heart once again.

‘I’m happy. Baron, I like you, I really do.’

Just as a smile was forming on Lillian’s lips, the gentle Baron’s image rippled like someone had mischievously thrown a stone into a calm lake, and above it appeared the blood-covered face of Grand Duke Kartan.

“Gasp!”

Instantly, Lillian’s eyes snapped open instinctively. Then, realizing she was on her bed in her room, she gasped for breath.

“Haa, haa.”

She couldn’t calm down easily. It had been a truly terrible nightmare. So terrible she never wanted to have it again!

‘Come to think of it, why am I here?’

As her racing heart gradually calmed down, Lillian recalled the situation just before she had fainted. Then she clutched her head.

“Come to think of it, I confessed to His Grace the Grand Duke!”

She wanted to scream right then and there. No, she wanted to bang her head against the wall and leave this world immediately.

“What should I do?”

She had to somehow take back the confession she made to Grand Duke Kartan. She was supposed to marry the Count tomorrow, and now she had this mess with Grand Duke Kartan! She didn’t have the guts for such things, and of all people, it had to be Grand Duke Kartan. It would be better to actually jump into a pit of fire!

Lillian truly trembled. Goosebumps covered her entire body.

‘I don’t have time to waste like this!’

She had to cancel the confession as quickly as possible. Lillian jumped up and went to her desk. Then she picked up new paper and a pen from among the pile of papers she had written and crumpled up all night.

To His Grace the beloved Grand Duke.

Hello, Your Grace the Grand Duke. I’m sorry, but I’m canceling the confession I made yesterday.

So I would be grateful if you could just forget my confession.

From Lillian Dante.

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