I Made a Mistake in my Confession. Can I Cancel it? - Chapter 3

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Episode 3

Lillian immediately crumpled up the paper she had written.

“This isn’t right. If His Grace the Grand Duke sees this love letter, he’ll be furious!”

Lillian just wanted to cry. No matter how many times she rewrote it, she wasn’t satisfied. Last night she had stayed up with excitement, but now it was the complete opposite. She felt like her situation was exactly like a moth caught in a spider’s web, struggling desperately to survive.

After wasting several more sheets of paper, Lillian finally collapsed onto her desk.

‘The love letter was delivered incorrectly and caused this mess, so would it be okay to write another love letter?’

Moreover, writing it down felt too insincere. But going to speak to him directly was too frightening, and she couldn’t muster the courage. Unable to do either, Lillian was simply burning with anxiety.

“Isn’t there some good way?”

Whenever she thought of Grand Duke Kartan, for some unknown reason, she was reminded of fishy, sticky blood. That blood seemed like it would pour over her body like a waterfall and eventually swallow her up like a swamp. Therefore, just standing before Grand Duke Kartan made it difficult to maintain her sanity. She felt vaguely terrified, afraid, and even horrified.

‘Well, I’m probably not the only one who feels this way.’

Everyone was probably feeling fear, just unable to voice it because they were too scared of the Grand Duke. That’s why she couldn’t think of a single person to ask for help in this situation. And for good reason – who could oppose and help her against someone who had killed the Former Emperor and now reigned over the current Emperor?

‘I especially can’t tell the Baron.’

Lillian roughly tousled her hair. Even sighing deeply enough to make the ground cave in didn’t bring any clever solutions to mind.

After sitting blankly at her desk for a long while, Lillian looked out the window. Day was already breaking.

“Sigh, the wedding will start soon too.”

She had wanted to properly organize the end of her life, but instead it had become a complete mess. A husband on one side, someone she liked on another, and a man she was meeting on yet another.

“What is this, really.”

Her head became complicated with the feeling of playing some unprecedented femme fatale game that didn’t suit her fate at all.

‘Should I just run away instead?’

Just when she was thinking that might be a better choice, a book stuck in the bookshelf caught Lillian’s eye.

[30 Secrets to Make Your Crush Your Man.]

It was a book she had impulsively bought a few years ago, wanting to look even a little prettier to the Baron. She remembered that the content was somewhat abstract and the methods difficult to implement, so she had closed it after turning only a few pages.

‘Maybe there’s a method in here!’

Lillian reached out and picked up the book.

“Chapter 1, Good and Bad Examples of Appealing Your Charm to Men. Chapter 2, Why Do You Always Get Rejected. Chapter 3, The Vixen’s Secret to Getting Men to Ask You on Dates. Chapter 4, The Art of Seduction to Make a Man Your Captive…”

As soon as she read the table of contents, she wanted to shout “Eureka!” A brilliant idea had occurred to her.

‘That’s it. I just need to get rejected! Why didn’t I think of this sooner!’

If she couldn’t reject Grand Duke Kartan, then she could get rejected instead! Why had she worried all night about such a simple solution?

Although she lacked experience with men and was ignorant about methods of seduction, she was more confident than anyone about getting rejected. If the Grand Duke became disappointed and tired of her, that would be the end of it. Then she could cleanly make up for this mistake without suffering any retaliation!

Lillian straightened her shoulders, proud of the method she had devised.

“Let’s put it into action right away!”

Lillian quickly turned the pages and read the book thoroughly. Then she resolved to act in the complete opposite way of what the book described.

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‘I guess things can work out this way too.’

A miracle had happened. According to Father, the wedding with Count Gewin had been postponed. Moreover, when she went to work, Baron Jeffrey had also urgently received an imperial command yesterday and left the capital city.

‘Maybe now is the perfect opportunity!’

It was bittersweet that she couldn’t see the Baron for a while, but she had gained time to resolve the situation.

‘I’ll clean up this whole mess before the Baron returns!’

Lillian walked over to Jeffrey’s jacket hanging alone and retrieved the Love Letter from the inner pocket.

‘The fact that this is still in here…’

His Grace the Grand Duke had seen one, and the other one was still in the jacket’s inner pocket. That meant the Baron himself hadn’t seen the Love Letter containing her confession.

Realizing her confession had ultimately fallen through, Lillian felt an inexplicable bitterness.

‘I really gathered my courage to prepare this.’

“Sigh.”

Lillian let out a sigh. Her feelings were complicated, wondering how things had gotten so tangled while also feeling somewhat relieved.

‘No. I don’t have time to be depressed like this! I need to get rejected by His Grace the Grand Duke quickly!’

Lillian quickly drove away the dark mood from her face.

For now, the plan was this. According to the book, men find overly aggressive women burdensome.

So it said to avoid seeking them out too much, and to guide the man into asking for dates first.

Lillian clenched her fists. Honestly, just the thought of facing the Grand Duke was burdensome enough, but right now there was no other way.

“I absolutely must succeed!”

Having steeled her resolve, Lillian headed toward Kartan’s Office.

Knock knock.

“Please come in.”

At the knocking sound, the Secretary’s voice came from inside. Unlike her bold door knocking, Lillian turned the doorknob with some nervousness at the invitation to enter.

“Um, I came to see His Grace Grand Duke Kartan.”

“Did you make an appointment?”

At the Secretary’s question, Lillian belatedly thought ‘oh no.’ Grand Duke Kartan wasn’t someone you could meet whenever you wanted just because you felt like it. So she should have made an appointment in advance.

“Ah, no. Not that, but…”

Cutting off the intimidated Lillian’s words, the Secretary said firmly.

“Then that’s problematic. Please make an appointment and visit again next time.”

“What? Ah… then when should I come?”

The flustered Lillian asked, trailing off her words. The Secretary mechanically checked the Schedule again and answered indifferently.

“Two months from now, 10 AM is available.”

For a moment, Lillian doubted her ears. Did she hear that correctly? When time was of the essence, she had to wait two whole months! Moreover, waiting two months wasn’t the end – she’d have to separately schedule a formal meeting after that. Then when would she actually meet him and get rejected!

In despair, Lillian clutched her head.

“That’s a bit… It would only take a moment, couldn’t you make an exception? Five minutes would be enough.”

“That’s not possible.”

Despite her pleading, the Secretary refused flatly.

It was when she was about to leave, unable to do anything more.

“Let her in.”

At the voice coming from inside, her breath nearly stopped. It was Grand Duke Kartan.

Only then did the Secretary point toward the inner Room as if telling her to go in. Lillian hesitated. Now that she actually had to enter, her steps wouldn’t move as if she were standing before the gates of hell. If she just turned back now and lived quietly, wouldn’t the busy Grand Duke forget about her?

Lillian fell into contemplation, alternately looking between the door to Kartan’s Room and the door she could exit through.

‘No. I still need to make this clear. I don’t have time.’

Having made up her mind, Lillian glared at the door as if she would burn it down. Then she walked forward resolutely like a general receiving marching orders and turned the doorknob.

“Ah.”

A faint exclamation barely audible escaped from Lillian’s lips. The actual room of Grand Duke Kartan wasn’t as frightening or terrible as she had imagined. The desk was filled with documents, and as if that wasn’t enough, they were piled up on the conference table as well.

While looking at the documents, Lillian discovered a small bonsai that seemed out of place among them and a smile appeared on her lips. Even to Lillian’s eyes, which had a special ability, it was a very healthy and well-maintained bonsai.

“If you didn’t come here to tour the room, then state your business.”

Her gaze turned toward the voice that suddenly rang out. Only then did Lillian realize that she had been observing his office for quite a long time. She spoke to Kartan, who didn’t take his eyes off the documents.

“Your Grace, please go on a date with me.”

Thud.

In that instant, Kartan dropped the pen he was holding.

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