Resetting Lady - Chapter 132

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“Please… I’m begging you.”

Karen answered Raymond with a forced smile. Her smiling face felt like it might convulse. But since Raymond was the one making it, Raymond was the one cleaning it up, and Raymond was even the one paying for it, she didn’t have the energy to complain.

“If there’s anything uncomfortable, please tell me anytime. I’ll do my best.”

At Raymond’s serious gaze, Karen had to swallow the scream rising in her throat.

It was a quiet meal in the palace-like mansion.

The third problem was that Raymond was too busy.

Raymond forced himself to make time to sit with Karen for two hours a day, playing games like chess or walking through the garden while talking. But anything more than that was too much.

Just cleaning the house, making food, and spending time with Karen took up the entire day, and after evening hours, he would constantly receive documents to organize, then send out carrier pigeons and telegrams.

“Didn’t you say you retired?”

“I don’t only do military work.”

“Did you do other work too?”

“Yes.”

Surprised by his own short answer, he opened his mouth again.

“There are some matters related to the Duke.”

Just because he was holed up in the manor didn’t mean he could live completely isolated from society. But Karen was isolated from society. Raymond was her only connection.

“…Please endure it for just one year.”

But to Karen, that period felt unbearably long, as if it would never end.

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“It’s not like I want to cause some incident.”

She knew Lord Raymond was doing his best. How could she not know? While Karen was out here lying in the meadow, Raymond was inside doing everything.

But Karen was dissatisfied. What made it more frustrating was that she was in no position to complain.

“…Why am I still lonely?”

She had always been lonely. Until now, there was no one in the world who understood her. No one remembered. But finally, someone who understood and loved her had appeared, yet her empty heart remained unfilled.

Was it because the meals were unsatisfactory? Because the clothes were plain? All of that would be reasons. But Karen found it somewhat difficult to acknowledge her own desires.

“It’s peaceful… but why….”

Karen lay on the grass looking up at the manor. Though it was just Raymond and herself in this vast space, Karen continued to feel her desires going unfulfilled.

Her greed kept growing.

She wanted to be by his side. She wanted to spend time together. She wanted to talk more about the future.

Now that she had one person who could understand her, her greed grew endlessly. The world had felt like text, but now it felt like a realistic, massive greenhouse. As it began to feel real, the things she wanted to do kept increasing.

One year was longer than expected.

“Karen, dinner is ready.”

The sunset was already setting. She must have dozed off again. Karen looked at Raymond sitting beside her.

Grass stains must have gotten on her clothes. Karen looked down at her outfit. But she soon realized it didn’t really matter. All her clothes had been discarded, replaced with the simple black clothes that maids wore. A little grass stain wouldn’t matter. Karen continued lying down and asked Raymond.

“Is it another greasy meal?”

“…I left out the meat and only used eggs.”

“Boiled eggs?”

“No. An omelet.”

“Wow.”

Karen felt hopeful. An omelet seemed like it would be fine. It would be nice to see potatoes and bacon flow out when cutting into a golden omelet. Those ingredients should all be available here.

That was fortunate. Karen was satisfied to finally have a proper meal that wasn’t meat for once.

“I’ll order various things next time.”

“Yes.”

Karen lay on the grass looking up at Raymond.

Raymond took Karen’s hand.

I should make an effort too. Since Raymond is also making an effort.

Raymond’s hair was swaying gently in the wind. The sunset light made Raymond’s hair color take on a reddish hue. Karen liked that color, which resembled her own hair color. The spring breeze brushed her cheek.

Karen stretched out both arms.

She wrapped them around Raymond’s neck.

“Shall we go eat?”

“Wait a moment.”

Karen pulled Raymond’s neck toward her.

“Ah.”

“I’m, I’m sorry. Without thinking.”

Why was her strength so good at times like this? Raymond’s body wouldn’t be pulled. Karen commanded Raymond.

“Relax your strength.”

This time he relaxed too much and their noses bumped. Somehow they kept missing the mark. The two faced each other giggling, then slowly pressed their lips together.

And so another day passed.

Karen knew she was still lacking. It wasn’t a problem that could be solved by her making an effort. It was serious sexual frustration.

Human desires. Human sins. Pride, gluttony, greed, sloth.

Most of the desires Karen wanted remained unfulfilled. Certainly, where Karen stayed was a splendid mansion, beautiful scenery without threat to life, and a place to stay with the only person who understood her. The complete peace she had never obtained once in 100 years was here.

But that wasn’t enough.

Karen knew extreme pleasure. She knew desires that existed at higher levels. The joy of conversations with people in high society, the pleasure of receiving praise, gluttony enjoyed in the mouth rather than feed for survival.

Until now, the only sin given to Karen was sloth. But even that didn’t suit Karen. She had lived earnestly for too long, and though she tried to give up, even her giving up was intense. She tried to die somehow, tried to kill.

She had lived a life-or-death existence for 100 years.

This life was too mild a stimulation for her.

It’s not inside a book, it’s real life, you’re not alone, you can be together.

With that thought, one year felt like an unbearably long time. Karen felt herself gradually becoming restless. And there was another problem that gave Karen anxiety.

“…Why doesn’t he do it?”

Karen sat on the bed holding a pillow. She couldn’t understand.

“…Why?”

Lord Raymond was her lover. Though they hadn’t held a ceremony in this life, he was her husband. Only the two of them could understand each other. His affection was beyond doubt. Affection bordering on desperation showed in his eyes, gestures, and every word. That’s why Karen was even more confused.

“Why… doesn’t he do it?”

Why wouldn’t Raymond have a sexual relationship with her?

Man and woman. Husband and wife.

Affection issues: none.

Health issues: none.

Even alone together without a single person around.

“…Isn’t there only one thing to do?”

Karen naturally thought it would happen. Weren’t they young man and woman? And Karen and Raymond had already shared a bed several times in the past. Physical union wasn’t something from the distant final chapter of a book for her and Raymond.

“….”

Karen looked at the empty side of the bed. Raymond had left at dawn again this morning.

They did share a bed now. But contrary to her expectations, Raymond had never once undressed Karen. Though they went to bed together, they literally only slept together. Sleeping while hearing another person’s breathing was peaceful, but the longer such days continued, the stranger it became.

The more she thought about it, there was no reason he wouldn’t have relations with her.

Creak.

Karen bit her nails. She was irritated from restlessness.

She couldn’t understand why she had to feel such emotions. Raymond had boasted he would take responsibility for everything, but the meals were just so-so. Management, cleaning, laundry—none of it was satisfactory.

Most of all, he wasn’t even by Karen’s side much. Karen had to spend all day counting the hours until she could meet Raymond. Even when she tried to help with work, he disapproved and stopped her.

“Could it be….”

Karen thought of one assumption she didn’t want to consider.

Was he tired of it?

“Could that… be possible…?”

Stories of couples growing distant due to age and physical burden were common. The common married couple story where they supported each other mentally but physical desire withered. Even though Raymond and Karen had young bodies, had sexual excitement disappeared as memories flooded back?

“….”

Would they live such a quiet life, sleeping in each other’s arms, asking after each other’s well-being, playing chess together and talking about books? Really?

“….”

It was an unexpected future. Even if such a future came, it wasn’t now.

Strength entered her hands holding the pillow.

“I can’t be satisfied.”

Karen could never be satisfied with just holding hands and sleeping.

If this restlessness she felt could be resolved through relations, then all the more so.

Karen opened the wardrobe door. She had changed clothes, but as expected, it wasn’t clothing that pleased Karen’s taste. She wanted to wear something even slightly pretty, but in the end, all there was were the maids’ simple black dresses. She changed into identical-looking clothes every single day. She ate the same monotonous food day after day.

When would new clothes arrive? Karen hated counting down the days in anticipation. Moreover, she couldn’t be satisfied with just one or two new outfits arriving. When buying clothes, she needed to personally touch and choose from hundreds of fabrics, decide what style of clothing to make, what kind of stitching to use, and then have everything fitted directly to her body.

For Karen, who had worn custom-made clothes from tailors even when she was Lord Hyer’s daughter, it was difficult to have expectations for clothes made without even measuring her body.

Karen closed the wardrobe door and set out to find Raymond.

She thought he would be in the dining hall, but he wasn’t there yet.

“Where did this man go…”

Karen glanced into Raymond’s study as she passed by, but he wasn’t in there either.

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