Resetting Lady - Chapter 156

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Karen remembers that moment when she fell from the tower. Raymond had come, abandoning everything he had. Even though she was a death row prisoner not worth saving. That’s why Karen told Dulan how could that man not be her love. But even so, Karen died.

“Lord Raymond, I’m doing this because I’m sorry that you changed because of me.”

Raymond looked like he had been struck.

“Why are you apologizing to me?”

How could she not feel sorry?

Karen had to speak slowly. She felt like her throat might choke up if she made a mistake.

“You could have lived your life separately from me originally. You know. There was no such thing as a world inside a book. I was just born like this, like Mother… just like this. And…”

Karen’s breath caught. Karen still hadn’t told Raymond that Dulan was an important key to this problem. And she also knew why she felt guilty toward Raymond.

Even when they killed Dulan, he wasn’t afraid of death. The only place where they could get answers was from Dulan alone, but threats couldn’t get answers from him.

“I thought about it. You could have just lived your life, but why did you fall into hell with me and end up crawling on the ground like this… In the end, it’s because of my choice.”

Karen closed her mouth.

In the end, Raymond had fallen to the bottom like this because Karen had chosen him. Because she told Dulan that this person was her male protagonist.

It’s his fault for being handsome, it’s wrong that he really seemed plausible like a male protagonist from a romance novel – she tried to brush it off playfully, but seeing the changed Raymond made her breath catch again. Karen ‘now’ truly loved Raymond.

Raymond getting revenge on Verdick had become a very trivial matter. Too many things had happened. Raymond’s older brother died, Prince Louis died, and Isella died too. He was someone who used to hesitate even to hurt Isella, but now all these series of events seemed related to Raymond.

For over 100 years, Karen had watched Raymond. She loved him. Every aspect of him. She believed he would always be by her side. Even after she gave up on him not being the knight who would save her from eternal life, that belief remained unchanged in a corner of her heart. As a result, Raymond’s life became as messed up as hers.

Karen remembers her more innocent past self.

No matter how many times it repeated, how tired and giving up she became, she was bound to remember the beginning. Karen believed she was inside a book due to Nancy’s brainwashing, and trembled believing she would die if she couldn’t love. Dulan was endlessly lacking and blunt.

The fairy tale knight who approached Karen then was Raymond. He approached Karen first.

“I have scary dreams. Actually, all of this feels like a dream… like a book.”

“You seem like my male protagonist.”

The beginning, the very first love was truly simple, young, and naive love. In her vague memory, Raymond smiled somewhat awkwardly, but he didn’t say anything to Karen about it. He just laughed saying it was an honor.

But what happened after that?

That was only one year. Actually, if you count the period, it was love that lasted less than a year. They only repeated cautious first meetings and tension. They hardly even had trivial arguments of reality, and it always ended at the perfect moment when love was being fulfilled.

Just a few months of interaction.

Karen had no choice but to cling to that. Because she thought love was the only solution to escape from this world. It was such a short moment that later on, she wondered if it had really been love at all.

She had been dreaming of the world outside the book ever since the deaths began repeating. But she had never been afraid of leaving Raymond. Her love for Raymond was only that level of emotion. At first she thought it was love, but the more she repeated life, he was just a means to get to the world outside the book.

That shallow love hardened over 100 years, making her want Raymond to remember her, and with that choice, Raymond was dragged down from an ordinary person’s life to become someone who wandered over printed words like herself. And only now did Karen truly come to love him. Yet still no answer was visible.

This life wouldn’t end with just Raymond and her eating, drinking, and sleeping alone in this manor.

They would become people walking on paper alone together forever.

What on earth was the true love that Dulan spoke of? If she couldn’t get pregnant, this time would eventually repeat forever. Karen was both happy and sad that Raymond had come to be part of this life. Raymond had changed and was working so hard only to save Karen.

“…Because of me, you…”

Even so, her death would repeat. Raymond would continue living after that, and we would meet again with all our memories. As long as they couldn’t get answers from Dulan, that was inevitable. She should tell Raymond these facts, but Karen absolutely couldn’t bring herself to speak.

Complex emotions and time passed. Raymond was the first to speak.

“Karen, you don’t need to feel sorry for me at all.”

Raymond looked at Karen and smiled. It was such a peaceful and confident smile.

But Karen shook her head.

“No, I should feel sorry for you.”

Now she really had to say it.

“There’s something I haven’t told you because I was scared.”

Karen admitted that while she had demanded Raymond tell her everything, she too had been too afraid to say everything.

“I’ll tell you what I think first. I think childbirth is the answer to ending this repetition. Mother also experienced this repeating life. And she said she sought cooperation from Dulan. And…”

Karen bit her lips. It was painful to tell the person she had only now come to love about past relationships. Surely it had been meaningless to her, a natural experiment she had to do.

But would Raymond think the same way? Although Raymond had given Karen unconditional love, she wasn’t confident it would be okay to reveal that she had experienced things with countless men.

She didn’t want to remind him that she had met with other men besides him. Even if he remembered, saying it with her own mouth was different.

But her shame and such things were truly trivial matters now.

“Until now, I… have never succeeded in getting pregnant with anyone. I’m probably infertile. And…”

Karen finished her words.

“I think Dulan made me infertile.”

She was afraid to say that Raymond’s efforts were useless. She didn’t want to admit it.

“…Karen.”

Raymond stood up. Karen lowered her head. He took such Karen’s hand.

“I already know that you died trying to kill Dulan. I also know about your past life.”

“…”

“Above all, I too had been guessing the hypothesis you mentioned.”

“How?”

“Because you said before that your mother was the same way. I had also guessed that it was something inherited through bloodline. I’ve also aged a lot since then.”

“…”

“It’s okay.”

Raymond told Karen what she had wanted to hear. Karen felt even more miserable because of it. Would his efforts really be rewarded?

“…I see.”

Raymond gently lifted Karen’s chin. Their eyes met. It seemed like flames were rising in Raymond’s eyes. Karen was a little scared and stepped back.

“So I was actually afraid of being intimate with you.”

Those direct words were burdensome. What had risen in Raymond’s eyes wasn’t anger. Karen asked while avoiding Raymond’s intense gaze.

“…Why is that?”

“Whether you’re really infertile, whether there’s absolutely no chance of pregnancy. And I worried whether you’d be displeased if I asked you to have relations to confirm that fact.”

Their lips touched lightly. Karen, who wanted to hear more of the conversation, pushed Raymond away slightly, but that seemed to act as more of a stimulant as he clung to her intensely. Her breath caught.

“If that’s your only problem, then there’s only one thing left for us to do now.”

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Shouldn’t she really get pregnant after going this far?

Karen had that thought while lying on top of Raymond. She couldn’t even tell how the days were passing. Surely a long time had passed.

These days Raymond clung to her as if this was the only thing he knew how to do. Raymond and Karen were even touching skin during meals, and they moved almost entirely together. Raymond held the sleeping Karen even when looking at documents.

They ate meals that required almost no cooking time, and spent all day together with Raymond. There was nothing that could disturb them.

“…Humanly speaking, hygienically speaking… can’t we just wash when we’re washing?”

Karen seriously pleaded while pushing away Raymond who was clinging even in the bathtub. Raymond stepped back with a slightly regretful face. It was cramped for two people in the foamy bathtub. Karen couldn’t help but be amazed and even shocked at Raymond who didn’t get tired. How could there be such a difference in stamina when they ate the same things?

“Karen, I think you should eat more meat after all.”

“…Besides pheasant, rabbit, and birds, what else is there?”

“There are cattle and sheep.”

“Not smoked ones.”

“Fresh meat is… hmm, shall we slaughter a horse?”

Karen shook her head thinking of the white and beautiful mare tied up in the stable. Her appetite completely disappeared.

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