One Day, I Picked Up a Mom - Chapter 66

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One Day I Picked Up a Mother – Episode 66

At the quiet voice, I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head from the hem of the woman’s dress. Rosemond Bain was standing there looking at me.

Then Rosemond hurriedly covered her mouth.

“Countess?”

Why did she come back again.

When I tried to get up from my seat at this unexpected person, the Countess hurriedly spoke.

“I’m sorry! I left my belongings behind, so please just stay as you are.”

It was a whisper like a scream.

Flustered, I froze in my half-risen position. The Countess’s face was still, no, even more pale than before.

She pressed her trembling lips with her hand and carefully approached the couch where she had been sitting earlier, reaching out cautiously.

Her hand lifted a small silk bag that was half-stuck in the gap of the couch.

“…I wanted to ask an employee, but there was no one in front. I didn’t know you were here. I thought no one was here.”

Even though I hadn’t asked any particular questions, Rosemond made excuses while clutching the bag closer to her body.

“I had no intention of committing such rudeness again. It’s just that my husband… Count Roderich is waiting, so I didn’t have time to find someone. Please believe me.”

The Countess glanced toward the drawing room door with frightened eyes.

She seemed to want to hurry out of this place, but stood frozen as if she couldn’t move without my permission.

“I believe you.”

“Yes?”

“You may go to Count Roderich.”

The Countess hurriedly bowed her head several times, then rushed out of the drawing room as if being chased by something.

I stared blankly at the door where she had disappeared and muttered the name that lingered in my ears.

“…Cecilia.”

She definitely whispered that.

“Cecilia.”

The person she mistook me for was Cecilia, it seems.

“Just how much do we resemble each other.”

Looking at her words and actions, it would have been wise to quietly retrieve the item she left behind and leave.

Then she wouldn’t have had to make unnecessary apologies or excuses after being caught by me.

Even while being so frightened, she couldn’t take her eyes off me and called that name. Do I resemble Cecilia so much that it overwhelmed her fear.

“Mother!”

What broke my thoughts was Iban’s voice as he roughly pushed open the drawing room door.

“Young master! You mustn’t. You can’t bring a sword into the drawing room…”

“Look at this.”

The servant’s urgent voice followed, but Iban cut off his words by closing the door.

Having come straight from the training ground, the child’s cheeks were flushed and his neat shirt was disheveled with sweat. The child’s hair was also damp with sweat,

and whatever was so urgent, he half-ran into the drawing room and hurriedly took position.

Knock knock.

“One!”

Behind the knocking sound, Iban spread his feet wide, gripped the wooden sword with both hands, and stretched his arms long toward the front.

“One!”

As soon as the child’s spirited shout scattered after hitting the drawing room ceiling, the tightly closed door opened and the servant entered.

He gave me a brief bow, then immediately approached Iban.

“Iban, stop. It’s dangerous, so stop.”

Only after I got up from my seat did Iban slowly stop swinging his sword. The servant finally approached Iban’s side with relief.

“I apologize. The young master suddenly ran to the drawing room and I couldn’t stop him in time.”

As if he had been running after Iban, he was breathing heavily as he grabbed the child’s wrist.

Then he carefully took the wooden sword.

“Tch, I just wanted to show it once.”

“Wielding weapons inside the estate, especially in the drawing room, goes against the family’s rules.”

The servant spoke firmly while tucking the wooden sword inside his arm as if hiding it.

“I’ll take the wooden sword back to the training ground properly. Young master, please follow your attendant first to wash off the sweat and change clothes.”

At the servant’s unwavering lecture, Iban pouted and nodded as if he understood.

The servant left the drawing room first.

Iban kept his eyes on the tip of the wooden sword in the servant’s hand until it completely disappeared from view before turning his head to me.

“Come here, Iban.”

I took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat of Iban who came close.

“Did you have fun today?”

“Yeah, but how was I?”

“You were very cool?”

When I spoke in a whisper, Iban lowered his head as if pleased. His puffed cheeks made a cute sound.

“Mother, have you seen the training ground?”

When I shook my head, the child hurriedly continued.

“It’s huge there. Much, much bigger than this room. Let’s go there together next time. I’ll practice more and show you something cool.”

“Alright, but Iban. Today let’s have dinner here, just the two of us.”

“Just the two of us?”

Iban’s eyes became even rounder. Then he nodded vigorously with a very bright smile as if he liked it.

The smile on the child’s lips was so deep that his cheeks that rose when he smiled turned red like a small peach.

“Good! But will father say it’s okay?”

Then as if something was bothering him, he tilted his head to one side and asked quietly.

“Yes, Count Roderich told us to do that.”

As soon as my answer fell, color returned to the child’s face again.

“Are you that happy?”

“Actually… with Countess Roderich, it’s a bit…”

The child trailed off and shrugged his shoulders.

“Will mother stay here? While I wash up.”

“Yes, I’ll wait here.”

Iban quickly turned his head toward the large wall clock hanging on the wall.

His eyes moved busily following the ticking pendulum, then frowned.

“There’s still time until dinner?”

“Yes, so you can take your time getting ready.”

“No, I want to get ready quickly and come back!”

Iban said while bouncing his feet in place.

“Mother hasn’t seen all my toys yet. I’ll show you the train too. I haven’t tried it yet, but it moves too! Today Hark said if I study hard he’ll do that for me, I’ll show you that too!”

As if his heart was already racing, he chattered while gripping and releasing my hand.

His round eyes folded like half-moons. That face was so lovable that I couldn’t help but smile.

When I nodded, the child ran toward the drawing room door.

“I’ll really be right back, just a moment!”

The child who turned back and waved before leaving through the door was dripping with excitement.

Whether it was because Ludrio reduced his lessons, or because he liked the gift he received so much.

Iban looked very happy. So precious just to look at.

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“The young master asked me to move it to the drawing room.”

As if Iban had asked in advance, an employee entered the drawing room carrying a heavy oak box.

‘He said he wanted to show me, so should I wait until the child comes?’

I hesitated for a moment, but couldn’t overcome my curiosity and approached the wooden box.

When I carefully opened the lid, a locomotive model made of brass and black iron revealed itself.

“Wow. This is called a toy?”

The thin, long chimney and the brass-colored horn next to it, and dozens of small rivets surrounding the boiler, each one.

It looked like a real locomotive had been scaled down exactly.

I was mesmerized as I stroked the side of the train. Another small sigh escaped at the cold metal transmitted through my palm.

“To think something like this actually moves.”

I unfolded the instruction manual with intricate diagrams placed next to the toy.

“Automatic boiler using steam pressure…”

Looking at the paper densely packed with text, I could understand why he said to wait for Hark’s help. It was filled with unfamiliar terms like steam pressure and piston principles.

I wanted to fold the manual back up and put it away.

But for Iban, who would be absolutely delighted if this train could move right now, I slowly read through the text line by line.

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