My Unrequited Love Is an Absolute Secret - Chapter 108

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Side Story 3

At least my worries about my second son had eased.
“Still, if my parents’ minds change later, will you remember me then?”
“Yes, I will.”
I was gazing fondly at Harry as she answered with a bright smile when Aemerus let out a deliberate cough.
He was protesting that I shouldn’t gaze at his girlfriend for so long.
Not content with keeping his older brother in check, now he was even wary of his father.
‘He’s at that wonderful age.’
James considered scolding his son but decided against it.
“I’m feeling drowsy from being so full. If it’s not too much trouble, may I take my medication and rest for a bit?”
Albert asked for permission while leaning languidly against the back of his chair.
“Your health comes first. Don’t worry about us and get some good rest.”
“Thank you.”
After swallowing his pills, including antibiotics, he offered Harry a separate farewell.
“It was nice meeting you today. Let’s see each other often from now on.”
“I was happy to meet you too.”
Albert, who had bid Aemerus goodbye with just a glance, departed.
The remaining four of us moved to the Living Room.
Sheryl insisted on choosing clothes to wear to the Price Estate while we were on the subject.
‘Shopping from home?’
Harry was inwardly surprised when told that staff would soon visit with clothing.
It seemed the wealthy didn’t visit department stores directly but instead chose clothes comfortably while sitting in their Living Room.
“It’s time for Aemerus and you to have new summer formal wear tailored. Oh, what about Albert? I need to take his measurements again, but I can’t wake the sleeping boy. Will his old clothes still fit?”
“Calm down, dear.”
At James’s words, Sheryl erupted rather than calmed down.
“Men are always like this! Finding and dressing them in clothes is women’s work, that’s what it is.”
“A misunderstanding. What I meant was that Albert won’t disappear anywhere anymore.”
Sheryl’s shoulders sagged.
“That’s right. Albert has been discharged now.”
Soon she sighed with a melancholic expression.
“I wished for that child to come home, but not like this.”
A medical discharge was far better than being dishonorably expelled from the military.
But as a parent, my heart inevitably ached.
A medical discharge meant he had sustained an injury that would leave lasting aftereffects for life.
Harry gently took Sheryl’s hand.
Sheryl offered a faint smile at the comfort transmitted through the small hand.
“Thank you.”
She wiped away tears she had been holding back whenever she saw her son with bandages wrapped around his shoulder, and changed the subject.
“I can’t let our guest see me crying. I need to talk about something cheerful instead. Like… yes, your wedding.”
If it would lift Sheryl’s spirits, so be it.
This time, Harry didn’t shy away from the conversation, dismissing marriage as something far in the distant future.
That alone was enough to brighten Sheryl’s expression.
“Don’t you have any romantic fantasies about your wedding? Like getting married outdoors surrounded by flowers?”
“Hmm…”
Harry rested her chin in her hand, lost in thought.
When she was younger, she’d naturally assumed she’d marry Jessie, and she’d quietly made some modest plans of her own.
“I would like to have it at a church. Most wedding scenes in movies take place in churches, after all. But since I’m not a believer… I’m not sure if it’s possible.”
“Having a wedding at a church isn’t a problem.”
James resolved the concern neatly.
“We’ll just need to find a separate reception venue. Churches prohibit alcohol and dancing.”
Sheryl, who had quickly regained her spirits, responded cheerfully.
She seemed ready to book a wedding hall on the spot.
Harry was a bit flustered, but she dismissed it as nothing to worry about.
“Oh, now that I think about it, there’s one more thing. I definitely want my wedding dress to be from Elisab.”
“Elisab!”
Sheryl let out a delighted cry.
The reason became clear immediately.
“Wasn’t your wedding dress from that brand too?”
At James’s question, Sheryl nodded enthusiastically.
“That’s right. I told you I wouldn’t marry you unless it was Elisab.”
James laughed aloud, recalling the same memory with her.
“And there was that time someone tried to steal your wedding dress.”
“What?”
Isn’t that something that only happens in movies?
Sheryl took Harry’s hand as she sat in stunned silence and pulled her up.
“Why don’t you try it on here?”
“Pardon?”
I’d really just like to stay here and hear how you caught the wedding dress thief…
Harry found herself glancing at Aemerus without thinking.
It seemed far too much to try on her boyfriend’s mother’s wedding dress.
So she was gauging his reaction when Aemerus responded immediately.
“Stop. Harry isn’t a doll for you to play dress-up with.”
He must have recognized that her eyes were a silent plea for rescue.
While Harry felt dizzy at his aggressive words, Sheryl simply laughed as if it were adorable.
“Men never understand women’s hearts. Come on, Lili.”
“Yes. I’ll be back soon, Aemerus.”
Harry linked her arm through Sheryl’s and headed toward the Dress Room.
She heard James’s voice stopping Aemerus as he tried to follow.
“Isn’t my son being a bit overly dramatic about this?”
Sheryl teased Aemerus gently.
At that, I giggled softly.
“But it’s still cute, isn’t it?”
Sheryl shook her head firmly as if she could never agree, then opened the Wardrobe.
Even in the spacious Dress Room, she located the wedding dress instantly.
“What do you think? Beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Wow…”
The dress looked as though it had been freshly tailored just yesterday, so meticulously had it been maintained.
The embroidered patterns across the luminous white silk—as if illuminated from within—were themselves a work of art.
“I would even fight for the chance to own a dress like this.”
At my enchanted words, Sheryl nodded in agreement.
“Go ahead and try it on comfortably. Don’t be shy.”
I didn’t hesitate any further.
With Sheryl’s help, I changed into the dress and stood before the mirror.
“Lili, it suits you wonderfully!”
Sheryl exclaimed as she adjusted the dress’s fit.
The dress was a bit long, but that would be resolved with a pair of high heels.
“Your feet are about the same size as mine. Would you like to try these shoes? And what if we styled your hair?”
“I’d love to.”
By this point, I was enjoying myself too.
I changed into the high heels as Sheryl suggested and sat down at the vanity.
“A pearl necklace would suit you well, but would you like to try diamonds instead?”
Sheryl asked gently as she brushed my hair before styling it.
I shook my head, my hand still touching the pearl necklace.
“The necklace is perfect as it is. Besides, it’s a gift from Aemerus’s Grandmother.”
“Ah, so that’s why Aemerus bought the pearl earrings?”
Finally, the mystery of why he had chosen pearls among all the jewels was solved.
Sheryl nodded, then a distant memory brought a soft smile to her face.
“When we first met, you couldn’t take your eyes off my earrings.”
“Oh… Did I really do that?”
I searched my memory with an embarrassed expression.
“You did. You were nestled in my arms and even touched my earrings.”
As Sheryl’s testimony continued, my expression grew increasingly dismayed.
“I’m sorry. I don’t remember, but was I terribly rude?”
“I wasn’t bringing it up to scold you.”
Sheryl laughed softly and reassured me.
“I was just amazed at how that tiny little girl has grown so much.”
The cute child had blossomed into a beautiful woman.
Yet there was something that remained unchanged.
Things like comforting Sheryl when she grieved over Aemerus, holding Sheryl’s hand when she ached because of Albert, and offering her such tender-hearted kindness.
‘It’s only natural that Aemerus is so deeply drawn to her.’
Whenever I was with Harry, it felt as though I stood beneath warm, gentle sunlight.
Like having a body drenched by an unexpected downpour dried soft and fluffy once more.
“There. All done.”
With practiced hands, Sheryl elegantly swept Harry’s hair up into an intricate style.
The wedding dress paired with the carefully arranged hair.
She looked as though she could walk down the wedding aisle without a single flaw.
Harry gazed at her unfamiliar reflection in the mirror, her lips trembling slightly.
“Um, Sheryl….”
“Yes?”
“Are you truly all right with me marrying Aemerus?”
James felt the same way, and I had wondered about this every time Sheryl mentioned marriage.
Was she speaking in jest, or did she genuinely believe it was acceptable for me to marry him?
I needed to know beforehand so I could mentally prepare myself.
“Why would you ask such a thing? Have we made you uncomfortable in some way?”
“No, not at all.”
Harry waved her hands to dispel the misunderstanding.
In truth, the Huntington Couple had treated her with nothing but kindness.
“I worry that in your eyes, I must seem far beneath Aemerus.”
Though Harry’s parents earned a respectable living, they could not compare to the Huntingtons’ wealth.
And there was the matter of our different races as well….
Harry fidgeted with her hands as she waited for Sheryl’s response.
Nervous sweat beaded on her palms.
“Aemerus has been a source of pain for us as a couple for a long time.”
Sheryl met Harry’s eyes as she spoke.
Her expression was more serious than ever before.

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