I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 112
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#112
I knew that Sisly was completely mistaken.
So I understood that she was terribly angry with me, but to suddenly slap me like that.
It wasn’t even proven as fact that I had bribed Misa!
This wasn’t right. I clenched my fists tightly and glared at Sisly.
Behind Sisly, I could see the servants looking this way restlessly.
“What are you doing right now?”
“Why? Compared to what you did to me, isn’t this nothing?”
Now she was even dropping formal speech.
As a former princess, she must have received high-level etiquette education, but her behavior was a complete mess.
That must mean she was that angry with me.
“I understand your anger, but… I didn’t kill your child.”
“Ha, there’s clear evidence and you call it a misunderstanding? Say it’s not true? Do you think I’d believe that?”
Was she going to act like that until the end?
Even if I understood the other person’s feelings, it couldn’t feel good to keep hearing informal speech.
I was about to say something when I remembered again that she had lost her child and calmed my heart.
Let’s not continue this conversation.
Talking would only hurt each other’s feelings more. There would be no benefit at all.
“Let’s talk later.”
I wasn’t feeling well either, so I tried to leave, but Sisly didn’t let me go easily.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Sisly roughly grabbed me and raised her hand again.
Was she trying to slap me again? Not a chance.
Smack-!
I quickly caught her hand as it came down.
Sisly’s eyes widened then narrowed again.
“How dare you block my hand?”
“How dare? Do you think you’re qualified to use such words to me? You, a mere commoner, to me, an aristocrat?”
Sparks flew in Sisly’s eyes.
“After killing my child, you say such things?”
“Do you have proof that I did it?”
I had tried to let it slide moderately, but if she kept acting like that, I had no intention of continuing to take it.
“Do you have proof that I killed your child?”
“Ha, are you playing dumb? When you were even carrying abortion pills!”
“But I didn’t use them. I don’t think Misa did either, but even if Misa did, there’s no proof it’s connected to me, is there?”
Sisly, who had been glaring at me as if she would devour me at any moment, suddenly began to well up with tears.
Why is she suddenly acting like this?
“Let go of that hand right now, Leilah.”
I was puzzled, but soon understood when I saw Fillen appearing.
She’s trying to get me in trouble.
“Fil!”
Sisly called out to Fillen pitifully, shedding tears like chicken droppings.
“I told you to let go of that hand.”
Fillen spoke threateningly through gritted teeth.
As soon as I let go of her hand, Sisly scattered tears and ran to Fillen, throwing herself into his arms.
Fillen gently patted Sisly’s back while glaring at me.
“Making trouble as soon as you return.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Then why is Sisly crying like this?”
“You should ask her that, not me.”
For a moment, Fillen’s brow furrowed, then his gaze shifted from me to Sisly.
“What happened?”
I didn’t expect him to actually ask.
It was unexpected. In the past, he would have unconditionally protected Sisly and said I was wrong.
“She won’t admit her wrongdoing! After killing my child, Fil’s and my child, she brazenly holds her head up…!”
Her trembling, pleading body swayed greatly.
“Sisly!”
Soon Sisly lost consciousness and collapsed in Fillen’s arms.
If losing consciousness at convenient times is a skill, it seems like quite a skill.
Fillen, who had lifted her up, shouted urgently.
“Call a doctor immediately!”
The people who had been standing around began moving busily.
Fillen carried Sisly up the stairs, then stopped halfway and looked at me.
“…”
He didn’t say anything, just looked at me, but I thought I knew what he wanted to say.
He must want to scold me.
Like in the past, bringing up nonsensical words about how I should pity Sisly.
“…Butler.”
That’s what I thought.
“Show Leilah to a room.”
After a moment of silence, the words that came from Fillen’s mouth were unexpected.
Whether others thought the same as me, everyone looked at Fillen in surprise. The butler was the same.
“Can’t you hear me?”
“Ah, I’ll show her right away.”
What on earth is he thinking?
I couldn’t understand Fillen’s behavior at all, so I stared intently at his back as he went up the stairs.
Fillen disappeared to the second floor without giving me a single glance.
“Miss, shall we go?”
“…Yes.”
This wasn’t the first time Fillen had acted outside of common sense. It happened often.
So there was nothing special to think about or worry about.
I erased thoughts about Fillen from my mind and followed the butler.
The butler guided me to the room I used to use.
I thought many things would have changed since I had thrown everything away when I left, but it was the same.
The bedspread, chair cushions, cosmetics, even the small vase I had left on the bedside table.
Even if they had tried to decorate it as similarly as possible, it couldn’t be this identical.
No way. I opened the vanity drawer. Inside were the accessories I had received from the Dowager Duchess, just as they were.
The handkerchief she had personally embroidered was there too.
“You didn’t throw away any of my things?”
I was already certain in my heart, but I asked the butler just in case.
Sure enough, the butler answered that they hadn’t.
“I’m sure I told you to throw everything away when I left the manor.”
“However, His Grace the Duke ordered us to keep everything. He said you would definitely return, Miss.”
A gentle smile spread across the butler’s wrinkled face.
“I’m truly happy that you’ve returned, Miss.”
“It’s too early to be happy.”
I hadn’t completely returned yet.
If I revealed all the truth, if it was proven that Misa and I were innocent, I planned to leave the manor immediately.
But if I failed…
“You look unwell. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere…?”
“It’s nothing.”
I haven’t even started yet, so let’s not think depressing thoughts.
They say words become seeds, after all.
I tried hard to shake off my anxious thoughts.
“It’s almost lunchtime. What would you like to do about your meal?”
“I’ll skip it.”
My physical condition was at its worst and my mood had hit rock bottom. If I ate something in this state, it would surely upset my stomach.
“Shall I bring you some simple soup at least?”
“It’s fine. Actually, there’s something I want to ask you about.”
“Please ask me anything, Miss.”
“It’s about Misa’s suicide.”
The kind smile disappeared and the Butler’s face turned pale in an instant. The reaction of the servant standing behind the Butler was no different.
“Miss, that’s…”
“I’m not the culprit.”
To investigate what happened at the Williot Estate, I absolutely needed the help of the Butler, who was the estate’s general manager.
“Of course, I know it’s hard to believe. That Woman took the abortion drug I had and miscarried the Child – how could you believe my words?”
“Miss…”
“But I’m innocent. I absolutely never made Misa do such a thing.”
I was about to say that Misa wouldn’t have done such a thing either, but I held back, thinking it was still too early to say that much.
“I want to prove my innocence to His Grace the Duke. I don’t want to let these misunderstandings pile up.”
That’s when the connection between him and me will be completely severed.
“So please, Butler. Help me clear my name.”
I grasped the Butler’s hands and earnestly pleaded with him. The Butler thought silently for a moment, then nodded.
“I understand. Of course I should help you with such a matter.”
“Thank you.”
“Not at all. How can I help you?”
“First, I’d like to hear about what happened that day.”
The Butler let out a long sigh and told me everything that had happened that day in detail.
* * *
It was when Kalian was lying on the sofa, resting his tired eyes for a moment.
Knock knock-
“Your Majesty, it’s Noah.”
Noah was the knight he had assigned to investigate Leilah.
Had the investigation finally finished? Kalian’s eyelids smoothly lifted.
“Come in.”
Noah respectfully greeted Kalian and presented the materials he had brought.
It looked thick enough to be a book.
Thicker than I thought. That meant Leilah’s past hadn’t been smooth, which didn’t make him feel very good.
Kalian took the report and began flipping through it. Everything that had happened from when Leilah was born until now was organized in chronological order.
The words written on the first page – maid-born mother, illegitimate child – stuck in his eyes. Since these were facts he already knew, they weren’t particularly surprising.
Kalian quickly skimmed through the materials. His relaxed gaze hardened with each page that turned.
By the time he reached the last page, the atmosphere surrounding him had turned coldly subdued. The paper in his grip crumpled with a crackle.
Crash-
Finally, having finished reviewing all the documents, Kalian slammed the desk hard and stood up.
His violent movement caused the papers to scatter everywhere.
“Where is Hilltain?”
A terrifying killing intent pierced sharply at the skin. It was a murderous aura that even Noah, a knight who had long fought on battlefields, found difficult to handle.
Noah answered haltingly with a slightly pale face.
“If you mean the Captain, he’s at the Training Grounds…”
Before Noah could finish speaking, Kalian left the Study.
As Noah had reported, Hilltain was training his swordsmanship at the Training Grounds.
Other Crowd Knights were also present at the Training Grounds.
Shortly after, when Kalian entered the Training Grounds, everyone respectfully greeted him.
However, Kalian didn’t acknowledge their greetings and walked straight up to stand before Hilltain.
His razor-sharp gaze looked as if it would pierce through Hilltain at any moment.
The knights, sensing the ominous atmosphere, kept their mouths tightly shut and only watched each other nervously.
“Hilltain.”
His parted lips held a cold sneer.
“Don’t you have something to tell me?”
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