I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 114

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#114

 

After what happened this morning, he wants to have dinner together.

 

Is he shameless? Or thoughtless?

 

‘Maybe both.’

 

It was entirely possible with Fillen. A sigh flowed from deep within my heart.

 

Seeing me frown, Roran asked while reading my mood.

 

“If you don’t wish to go, shall I inform the master?”

 

“No. I’ll go.”

 

Given Fillen’s personality, if I refused, he would surely come find me and make a fuss about why I rejected him.

 

That would lead to even more tiresome situations than now.

 

“I’ll help you prepare.”

 

The maid brought fancy dresses and accessories, but I rejected them all.

 

“I’ll wear this.”

 

What I took out was a plain dress in light beige with almost no decorations.

 

“Isn’t this too plain, miss? It’s still a dinner with the master, so you should dress up a little prettier…”

 

“Don’t make me change my mind.”

 

When I spoke curtly, the maid moved reluctantly but did as I instructed.

 

I put my hair up high and wore no accessories except the Spirit Stone necklace.

 

After applying makeup as lightly as possible, I put on a shawl and headed to the dining hall.

 

…Wait, Sisly isn’t going to be in the dining hall too, is she?

 

At this sudden thought, I stopped in front of the dining hall door.

 

Roran, who had been following me, asked curiously.

 

“What’s wrong, miss?”

 

“Did His Lordship invite That Woman to dinner as well?”

 

I didn’t want to ask such things as it made me seem too conscious of Sisly, but I couldn’t help asking.

 

Roran smiled as if she knew what I was worried about and answered.

 

“No. His Lordship only invited you, miss.”

 

“Really?”

 

If so, that was fortunate…

 

No, it wasn’t fortunate since the huge mountain called Fillen still remained.

 

I took a deep breath and entered the dining hall.

 

“Leilah.”

 

Fillen, who had arrived early, greeted me with a bright smile.

 

His attitude was so completely different that I doubted he was the same person who had spoken harshly to me this morning.

 

Fillen showed uncharacteristic kindness, even pulling out my chair for me.

 

What is he trying to say to me by acting like this?

 

I kept my guard up and glanced at Fillen, trying to figure out his intentions, but it was futile.

 

I didn’t have the ability to read minds.

 

Soon the food was served and an uncomfortable dinner began.

 

More precisely, only I was uncomfortable. Fillen ate as if nothing was wrong and treated me like before.

 

‘Does he think our relationship can go back to how it was before by acting like this?’

 

If so, Fillen was seriously mistaken.

 

Just as broken glass cannot be reattached, and even if it is, the marks remain, our relationship could never return to how it was before.

 

The food was delicious, but my stomach wouldn’t accept it.

 

It was partly because I was tired, but also because of Fillen’s nonsense.

 

Fillen kept rambling on even when I didn’t respond.

 

Was he always such a talkative man? I was learning this for the first time today.

 

“Come to think of it, it’s your birthday in two days, Leilah.”

 

He remembered that? It was a bit unexpected. I thought he had no interest at all.

 

“Is there anything you want to do for your birthday? Or anything you want to have?”

 

If I didn’t answer this time, it would be completely ignoring him, so I had no choice but to respond.

 

“It’s fine.”

 

“Don’t be modest, you can tell me anything.”

 

I said it’s fine. Why is he being so persistent? It was annoying and bothersome.

 

“It’s really fine. I don’t want anything.”

 

Even if I did, I wouldn’t want to receive it from Fillen.

 

“Well, it is a bit strange to ask the person directly about birthday gifts.”

 

Fillen, who had misinterpreted my answer in his own way, fell into thought.

 

He must be wondering what to give me.

 

‘What a pointless effort.’

 

Having to continue this unnecessary conversation was extremely irritating.

 

I was tired too. I wanted to return to my room now.

 

“I will reject whatever Your Lordship gives me.”

 

So I deliberately spoke firmly, knowing it would hurt his feelings.

 

“Your Lordship and I are not on good enough terms to exchange birthday gifts.”

 

At my words, the atmosphere in the dining hall froze sharply. The servants who had been attending stiffened and watched both Fillen and me nervously.

 

Fillen twisted his lips as if incredulous.

 

“You seem determined to be at odds with me until the end.”

 

“That’s not true.”

 

“Then why do you keep acting so contrary? I’m trying to overlook your wrongdoing and get along well!”

 

“I’m trying to let you know there’s no need for that.”

 

For the first time since meeting Fillen, I smiled brightly as I answered.

 

“I haven’t done anything wrong, and I don’t want to have any kind of relationship with Your Lordship.”

 

At my cold response, Fillen’s face contorted miserably.

 

Bang-!

 

Fillen slammed down the fork he was holding. He must have slammed it down so hard that the spot where he put the fork was dented.

 

He glared at me while clenching his fists as if he would twist my neck at any moment, but it stirred no emotion in me.

 

I put down my fork as if nothing had happened and wiped my mouth with a napkin.

 

“It seems dinner is over, may I return to my room now?”

 

The corner of his mouth twitched with displeasure.

 

“I heard you spent the whole afternoon stirring up the manor with pointless business.”

 

“It wasn’t pointless business. It was very important work to prove my innocence.”

 

Fillen snorted.

 

“Do you still think you’re innocent?”

 

“I don’t think so, I really am innocent. I never ordered Misa to do such a thing.”

 

When I answered firmly, Fillen said nothing and stared at me intently.

 

I met his gaze without avoiding it.

 

How long did this continue? Fillen crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

 

“Fine. Even if you didn’t order Misa, how will you explain the fact that you had those medicine bottles?”

 

Medicine bottles, not bottle?

 

It seems they found the remaining medicine bottles among my belongings.

 

So that’s why he was convinced I had those medicine bottles.

 

‘But why didn’t the other servants know about this fact?’

 

I asked many servants today, but not a single servant mentioned that medicine bottles were found in my luggage.

 

Even the butler hadn’t mentioned it.

 

“Why no answer? Are you thinking of excuses?”

 

“…I don’t make excuses.”

 

Excuses were pathetic actions made to cover up wrongdoing.

 

“It’s true that I had those medicine bottles. But I had no intention of using them on That Woman, Sisly. If I had intended to use them, I would have used them before leaving the manor.”

 

“I was wondering about that too.”

 

Fillen sat crookedly and rested his chin on his hand.

 

“Why didn’t he cause trouble earlier and only did it after leaving the manor? I’ve thought of various reasons for that.”

 

“There’s only one answer. Because he had no intention of using that drug.”

 

“Well. I wonder if that’s really the case.”

 

Judging by his meaningful smile, he seemed to be thinking of a different reason.

 

I wasn’t curious about what it was. It would surely be some ridiculous delusion anyway.

 

“If you want to investigate, feel free to investigate as much as you want. The result will be the same anyway.”

 

Being so confident like that must mean the evidence is solid.

 

“Still, I’d like it to be finished before the wedding. There’s about two weeks left now.”

 

It was customary not to hold celebrations like weddings for three months in order to focus on imperial celebrations.

 

But to have a wedding now was somewhat bewildering.

 

‘Well, it would be possible in two weeks.’

 

Since three months would have passed by then.

 

Even so, to get married right away.

 

Whoever it was, they were quite a bold aristocrat. Usually people would wait a bit longer and hold celebrations while being mindful of the imperial court.

 

“Who’s getting married?”

 

When I asked out of curiosity, Fillen smiled and stared directly at me.

 

…Don’t tell me?

 

“Is it Your Grace’s and my wedding?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Huh. What kind of absurd nonsense is this.

 

No, more than that, wedding preparations take at least several months, but to do it in two weeks…

 

“…You’ve been continuing wedding preparations even after I said let’s break off the engagement.”

 

“Of course. When I know you’ll come back, is there any reason to cancel?”

 

How can he be so shameless.

 

It was so absurd that I couldn’t even let out a bitter laugh.

 

“I won’t be standing at that wedding.”

 

“Then are you planning to have a child without getting married?”

 

Fillen’s breathing became slightly rough.

 

“Then that child would become illegitimate, right? Are you saying you don’t mind that?”

 

“I don’t mind. There’s no reason I can’t do what Miss Sisly was going to do.”

 

“Leilah!”

 

“I’ll say it again, but I won’t be standing at that wedding.”

 

I continued speaking while looking straight into Fillen’s eyes as he glared at me fiercely.

 

“In the first place, what Your Grace told me was only about having a child, and marriage wasn’t included in that.”

 

Fillen’s eyes bulged. The atmosphere in the dining hall was so tense it seemed ready to explode at any moment.

 

Fillen, who had been glaring at me as if he would devour me, soon let out a long sigh.

 

“To make a child you bore in pain into an illegitimate child for the sake of your petty pride. I didn’t know you were such a heartless woman.”

 

“It’s fortunate you know now.”

 

“You won’t concede even one word.”

 

Fillen clicked his tongue and shook his head.

 

“We still have time for this conversation, so let’s talk about it later.”

 

In the end, he has no intention of canceling the wedding?

 

Fillen gulped down water as if his throat was parched, then stood up from his seat.

 

Since he, a duke, had stood up, I, a baron, couldn’t continue sitting.

 

So I was about to stand up when Fillen, who had approached behind me, pressed down firmly on my shoulder.

 

“You must be tired, so it’s fine to stay seated.”

 

If he knew I was tired, he shouldn’t have invited me to such a meeting in the first place.

 

His half-hearted consideration made me feel even worse.

 

“It’s fine. As Your Grace said, I’m tired and was thinking of returning to my room, so I’ll get up now.”

 

As if my answer didn’t please him, Fillen stared at me quietly before soon letting out a big sigh and turning his head.

 

“Think carefully about what you want to receive for your birthday. Since I haven’t been able to take care of you for a long time, I want to celebrate this birthday.”

 

To others, it would sound like he had taken good care of me before.

 

How ridiculous.

 

“I’ll think about it.”

 

“But you know.”

 

I gave an insincere answer and turned around, but Fillen added with a puzzled tone.

 

What is he trying to talk about now.

 

I sighed inwardly and turned around to see Fillen pointing at the necklace I was wearing.

 

“That necklace, is it trendy these days?”

 

“What do you mean all of a sudden?”

 

“Sisly often wore the same necklace as the one you’re wearing.”

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