Resetting Lady - Chapter 162

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The Lord was troubled. What Karen was demanding was, in a way, natural. However, he had plans that he and his wife had been preparing for a long time. While Catherine was pleased that Dulan trusted her well, the Lord liked Dulan for more practical reasons.

Because he would be the next Lord. It was natural according to inheritance law for Dulan to inherit the Lord’s position. Since the Lord had no children other than Karen, the closest male relative would receive the title.

If Karen married, her husband would also receive some share, but the Lord’s position would ultimately belong to Dulan. And the Lord actually harbored doubts about whether Karen could marry another normal man.

‘She’s my daughter, but… isn’t she sick?’

Karen was beautiful, but she would cry and throw fits, and had lost her memory. She also had a strong tendency to depend on medicine. That’s why the Lord wanted Karen to marry Dulan, who knew all the circumstances. Because he could take care of his daughter by her side.

Most only daughters in Karen’s position marry the next Lord and remain at home. And this was also natural for next Lords like Dulan to solidify their position. It was something that helped each other reasonably well.

But Catherine said she wanted to let Karen experience true love.

“Will you grant my request?”

“Of course.”

Catherine had no reason to choose him. That could only happen if it was truly love. Catherine had many outstanding suitors. It was a truth everyone would agree with that being the king’s mistress was better than being a commoner’s wife.

“If Father respects Mother, and if you also respect me, please postpone the engagement.”

Karen was firm. When his daughter brought up Catherine, the Lord’s sigh deepened. His daughter was right. No matter how much better it would be for Karen to be engaged to Dulan in many ways, what was important to him was Catherine’s request. Karen’s love.

“I will not force your engagement.”

The Lord answered. From Karen’s perspective, it seemed Father wasn’t particularly keen on Dulan either. He was a relative who could help, but objectively not a son-in-law who was completely appealing.

“Please also cancel this birthday’s coming-of-age ceremony.”

“Is that necessary? That’s an important event to announce that you’re an adult. Many important relatives are coming. And…”

Karen shook her head back and forth.

There was no one important among the people coming to her birthday. Karen knew this well because she had repeated it so many times. The relatives coming to Karen’s birthday were just relatives related to Father. All they did was evaluate Karen’s appearance and gossip about how it would be for her to be next to Dulan.

They were just people who provided no help whatsoever to Karen’s life. They were relatives important to the Lord, but not people who would be helpful to Karen in the long term. Karen didn’t want to spend time on such people. She didn’t want to do that this time.

“I don’t want to do that. Father, you won’t believe me, but…”

“I believe everything. I believe everything your mother says.”

The Lord said hastily.

As expected, Karen smiled inwardly.

“Then do you really believe everything I say?”

“Of course.”

“Then please cancel the coming-of-age ceremony. Those people are completely unnecessary.”

“Karen, they’re your relatives… They’ll provide important help to you in the future.”

“They’ve been no help until now.”

“…”

The Lord was speechless. Karen stared intently at the Lord. In fact, he doesn’t believe. But he thinks he believes. Deep wrinkles formed on the Lord’s face.

“First, I’ll write a letter to Dulan saying we’ll postpone for now. But I can’t stop him from returning here this time. Since Dulan is the next Lord, he also needs to learn many things from me.”

“Please postpone everything. And I don’t want to see Dulan’s face.”

“But that boy has to come here. Even if he doesn’t marry you.”

“Then I want to go somewhere else during that time.”

“Karen!”

The Lord called Karen urgently.

Karen realized she was pushing her father too hard from the first day and decided to back down slightly. First, there would be no engagement with Dulan.

“Fine. But I won’t be engaged to Dulan, and I won’t attend the coming-of-age ceremony either.”

“…Karen, I’ve already told all the relatives. You need to attend…”

“Father, how many times have I died until now?”

Karen spoke again slowly with emphasis. The Lord had said with his own mouth that he believed, so he would have to pretend to believe this too.

“And the relatives provided no help or influence. I want to live more faithfully to myself now.”

“…”

The Lord couldn’t defeat Karen.

Karen now knew well how to deal with the Lord. In fact, it hadn’t been long since she could have such deep conversations with him openly.

Karen learned how to treat Father after acknowledging that the Lord was her real parent and confessing about killing people. The Lord was ultimately a man who couldn’t defeat his child and would give in when pushed.

“He really loves you, Miss.”

“Yeah, well, I suppose so.”

When Karen replied, Nancy spoke to Karen reproachfully.

“Still, he prepared a big birthday celebration with Lord Dulan because he loves you, so he must be very disappointed.”

“Nancy, Nancy. First of all, the birthday party was beyond our household’s means. And Dulan was… the worst choice.”

Nancy asked while braiding Karen’s hair up again.

“I can see that Lord Dulan is somewhat lacking. But it’s also true that you found stability thanks to him.”

“Is it meaningful to find stability while intoxicated by medicine?”

“Sometimes that’s also a great help.”

It was natural for Nancy to side with Dulan since she was someone who entered this house because of hypnosis. What she and Dulan did to Karen was essentially similar. But Karen wished they could both eat bullets together.

“I’ve already fed it several times, so I’ll endure it.”

“What?”

“There’s something like that.”

Something small, sparkling, and shining. Karen said to Nancy, who was finishing securing her hair and adding decorations to it.

“And you, if you need money, just say so. I’ll give you that much separately. But never touch other people’s belongings… especially guests’ belongings.”

“Wh-why are you saying such things?”

Nancy protested in a flustered voice, but Karen ignored her with a finger wave. Nancy was a bold thief who had even stolen Isella’s necklace.

“But Miss, why are you dressing up so enthusiastically? No one is visiting today.”

“Because I want to go out.”

“Where to?”

“Anywhere. Maybe I’ll go down to the town first.”

Nancy kept tilting her head, not understanding Karen’s urgent movements, but Karen just smiled. She wouldn’t know that Karen had been confined for nearly a year.

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It felt strange to be moving so enthusiastically from the very next day after returning. Because there really was nothing to do during this period.

Whenever she died and started again, she always had to struggle with anguish. Karen, who had experienced this repeating life over 100 times, would lose her energy to devastating helplessness whenever this period came.

Meeting Dulan at the big event called the coming-of-age ceremony, then meeting Isella, then meeting Raymond. Because sequential meetings and events always occurred in her life, it wasn’t easy to see other things. Really trivial matters didn’t catch her eye.

Karen opened the carriage window.

“The air is still cold.”

Nancy tried to stop Karen, but Karen shook her head. She felt suffocated. Cold early spring air rushed in through the open window. When the swaying scenery came into view, that alone was delightful. Really, being stuck in the manor for a whole year was difficult.

‘Actually, it was fine before.’

Karen thinks of herself from decades ago, 100 years ago, when she had done all sorts of things. But back then, she was literally desperate to find possibilities. And her newly revived self struggled with the despair of living again.

Just the fact that Raymond remembered made the world this different.

When she acknowledged that this was the real world, not a book, she became able to live life. That’s why Karen decided not to waste even a single day.

‘…Come to think of it, how should I live this time?’

Karen thought of the coin she had thrown away. Whether she lived this way or that way, the weight of life was equal. But this time, she had melted the coin.

“…Is it a bit wasteful?”

“What is?”

“You haven’t cleaned the fireplace yet, have you?”

“I don’t really understand what you’re suddenly talking about.”

Nancy asked, bewildered. Karen slowly spoke again.

“I put something in the fireplace, so if there’s anything left, you can take it.”

“What? What did you put in there?”

“Gold coins.”

“What? Why would you do such a thing… Miss… The Lord doesn’t have that much money.”

Nancy’s eyes widened. That expression was amusing, so Karen laughed. And she spoke slowly.

“You said you don’t believe, but actually I had one coin that I used as evidence before dying. It’s a small gold coin… if I die holding it in my hand, I come back to life holding it. So I’ve been carving the number of times I died and came back to life on it.”

But I don’t need it anymore. Evidence isn’t a coin, not some object like that. Now I’ll wait for Lord Raymond, my male protagonist. Karen muttered while feeling the wind like that.

But when Nancy didn’t answer, she looked at her again.

“What’s wrong?”

“Um… so that’s something important to you in its own way, right?”

“That’s right… But it’s no longer important now. Why do you look so serious?”

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