I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 2

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#2

Another woman.

At this unthinkable turn of events, my mind became hazy as if someone had struck me hard on the head from behind.

I stared blankly at Fillen and the woman nestled in his arms.

As the distance gradually closed, the woman in Fillen’s embrace became clearly visible.

Her platinum hair sparkling under the sunlight was incredibly beautiful.

Her skin, clean as white jade, indicated that the woman was of no ordinary status.

There was still some distance, so her face wasn’t clearly visible.

What made my gaze stop as I looked the woman over was her protruding belly, contrasting with her thin arms and legs.

Her belly protruded too much to think it was just from sitting.

Could that woman possibly be…

“Isn’t the woman in the young master’s arms pregnant?”

A maid beside me voiced my thoughts.

The other maids and servants seemed to share the same thought as they murmured among themselves.

“Why would the young master bring a pregnant woman on his horse?”

“Could that woman be carrying the young master’s child…”

“Everyone be quiet!”

At Misa’s sharp rebuke, everyone fell silent.

“That can’t be right.”

Misa spoke firmly to me as I trembled with anxiety.

“The young master would never do such a thing. There must be some misunderstanding.”

A misunderstanding, could that really be it?

Unfortunately, unlike Misa, my intuition was certain that the woman was carrying Fillen’s child.

Otherwise, there was no reason for Fillen to personally carry that woman in his arms.

“Ha.”

At this unthinkable reality, I let out a hollow laugh and held my head in my hands.

If that woman really was carrying Fillen’s child, how should I react?

Should I grab that woman’s hair and scream like common housewives do?

Or should I ignore the woman and pretend not to see her like a refined noble lady, even while seething inside?

No, more than that, did I even have the right to do such things?

I wasn’t even Fillen’s real wife.

I was merely his fiancée.

Though those around me treated me as if I had already become the Duchess Williot, my surname was still Tebesa.

Leilah Tebesa, not Leilah Williot.

I wondered if someone like me had the right to criticize the woman Fillen had brought.

As his fiancée, I could say something to some extent, but I wasn’t in a position to condemn the woman as a mistress.

Given that, I didn’t know what to say to Fillen.

I couldn’t even grasp what expression I should wear when greeting him.

While I was shocked and lost in all sorts of thoughts and worries.

Fillen, who had approached right in front of us, dismounted his horse and walked toward us.

Seeing him after six years, he had become a complete man.

His face, completely free of baby fat, boasted sharp jawlines.

“Well, well.”

But the mischievous smile on his lips remained the same.

He looked at me and the maids and servants standing behind me with that same mischievous smile as before.

“It seems everyone has become less talkative in my absence.”

Fillen’s gaze finally settled on me.

He stroked his chin and spoke in a voice still full of playfulness.

“Leilah, surely you haven’t become mute in these six years?”

“…Of course not.”

Finally coming to my senses, I barely managed to force out my voice and answered.

“It’s just a bit shocking…”

“What is?”

Was he really asking because he didn’t know?

Or was he testing me?

Or perhaps… could it be that the woman wasn’t carrying his child?

I thought this might be the last possibility.

No, I desperately hoped it would be.

But thinking that way didn’t explain why Fillen had brought that woman.

Especially why he had personally carried her in his arms and brought her on his horse.

I glanced sideways at the woman still sitting on Fillen’s horse.

She had seemed extraordinary from a distance, but up close, the woman was quite a beauty.

Her large eyes that shone with a blue light sparkled like embedded jewels.

Though the woman wore a simple linen dress rather than fancy attire, she looked prettier than me in my elaborate outfit.

Feeling an inexplicable sense of defeat at this fact, I clenched my hands tightly.

Even though I thought I didn’t want to look at the woman anymore, strangely, I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

She was that dazzling and beautiful.

If Fillen had taken that woman as his lover, I could understand why he would.

“Oh my.”

Following my gaze and suddenly turning around, Fillen let out a small sigh and approached the woman.

“It must be tiring to keep sitting on the horse, so come down now.”

Fillen personally helped the woman down from the horse with the most courteous and gentle touch.

The woman blushed shyly while nestled in Fillen’s arms.

Even after getting off the horse, she continued to stay there.

Fillen didn’t push such a woman away. Rather, he embraced her shoulders even more tenderly.

“How could the young master…”

“He shouldn’t do this when the young lady is here.”

At the sight of the two people who looked quite intimate, the maids and servants quietly expressed their indignation.

Even Misa, who had denied it just moments ago, dared to speak harshly toward her master, muttering “This is insane.”

Though Misa and the servants’ words deserved reprimand, I said nothing because I felt the same way.

Rather, I secretly praised them for saying what I wanted to say.

No matter how much Fillen and I were engaged without love, he shouldn’t have shown such behavior in front of me, his fiancée.

He deserved to be reproached. I wanted to do so too.

I wanted to grab him by the collar right then and ask what he was doing.

Who was that woman?

I wanted to shout and ask if she was really carrying his child, but strangely, my mouth wouldn’t open.

Like someone who had eaten honey and lost their voice, I kept my mouth tightly shut and only stared at him with eyes full of anger.

As if he didn’t notice my gaze, Fillen called for Misa behind me with a calm expression.

“Misa.”

Misa approached Fillen politely, as if she had never shown a displeased face.

After calling for Misa, Fillen spoke not to Misa but to the woman he had been holding.

“You must be very tired from the long journey, so go to your room and rest while taking care of yourself.”

“I’d like a room with good sunlight.”

When the woman made her request in a voice like a nightingale, Fillen pondered for a moment then looked at Misa.

“Misa, please guide her to the room at the end of the east corridor on the 2nd floor.”

At those words, Misa’s eyes widened. The other maids and servants also gasped in surprise.

The room at the end of the east corridor.

That was the room traditionally used by the Duchess Williot for generations.

Even I, who was acting in place of the duchess, had never used it, and it was a place that shouldn’t be given up even if the emperor himself wanted to use it.

Though there probably isn’t an emperor foolish enough to want to use such a place.

But giving that room to a woman of unknown identity was understandably shocking to everyone.

I too was staring at Fillen in stunned surprise, but soon realized he was ignorant about such matters and called out to him.

“Fillen, that room is the Duchess’s room.”

At my words, Fillen turned to look at me. His eyes were full of questions.

“So?”

So he really didn’t know.

I was able to ease my uncomfortable feelings, if only a little.

“The Duchess’s room isn’t a room just anyone can use. Only the Duchess can use it.”

“But Father used it”

“That’s because he’s the Duke…”

“And you used it too.”

“That was because I had work to do and had no choice.”

Even though I wanted to work in my own room, the manor’s ledgers were kept in the Duchess’s room at the time, and taking them outside was strictly forbidden.

So I had no choice, and the Duke and Duchess understood.

“And I only worked there, I never slept there.”

The Duchess said I could use it when she wasn’t there, but it didn’t seem proper, so I always slept in my own room.

“So putting that woman in the Duchess’s room is wrong.”

“But that room has good lighting.”

“There are other rooms with good lighting too.”

“Not as good as that room.”

When I fell silent at his pointed remark, Fillen sighed deeply and spoke with displeasure.

“I never expected to hear such nagging just for wanting to use a room that no one uses anyway.”

“It’s not nagging, it’s the manor’s rules…”

“The manor’s rules are set by the manor’s owner.”

Fillen cut off my words as if he didn’t want to hear any more, then looked at me with domineering and authoritative eyes.

“And right now, I am the owner of this manor.”

“…”

“You’re smart enough to understand what I mean, aren’t you?”

How could I not understand? His intention to absolutely put that woman in the Duchess’s room.

Even if I wanted to oppose it, I had no justification to do so.

As he said, the manor’s rules are set by the manor’s owner.

When the owner says he’ll do it, how could I stop him?

Even if I were truly the Duchess, I wouldn’t have been able to stop him.

When I remained silent, Fillen took it as agreement and ordered Misa.

“Misa, take her to the room at the end of the east corridor. And assign her a maid so she won’t be uncomfortable.”

“Yes, sir.”

At any other time, she would have advised that this was improper, but perhaps not wanting further conflict, Misa accepted obediently.

Misa glanced at me briefly before taking the woman into the manor.

He’s really putting that woman in the Duchess’s room.

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

I bit my innocent lips hard, trying to smooth out my contorting face.

Because of that, my carefully applied lipstick was mercilessly smudged.

Fillen looked at me and asked.

“Are you angry?”

His voice was the same as usual, with no hint of remorse.

Fillen seemed oblivious to what he had done wrong.

Well, he didn’t even know why others shouldn’t be put in the Duchess’s room, so how would he know this?

What was the point of getting angry at such a person? It would only make me more frustrated.

“…No.”

Instead of getting angry, I shook my head.

The maids and servants sighed quietly, and Fillen nodded as if it were natural.

“Right. There’s no reason to be angry about something like this.”

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