Resetting Lady - Chapter 250
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Special Side Story 6
Raymond had rich experience from living until he died of old age, and he knew quite a few young men who would be suitable for Rebecca.
“Theo is a very good fellow. Though younger than me, he’s a respectable friend. A young man who is faithful to his wife, wise, and thoughtful.”
“Joiners is also a very fine man. His wisdom surpassed that of old men, and he was a person of character who cared for those in hardship.”
Fortunately, the list was quite long.
Raymond himself was an excellent politician, soldier, and person of character. Many young men who admired him surrounded him, and Raymond also had an eye for distinguishing people. Men who were virtuous, well-mannered, and faithful to their families. Men who fulfilled their duties and cared for the weak. Handsome men who lived long lives.
But Rebecca pushed away the list Raymond offered.
“I don’t like any of them.”
“What?”
“Rebecca, though it may be hard to believe, this isn’t something that would be disadvantageous to you either. These are young men Father has really carefully examined.”
“I’m not saying I don’t believe you!”
Rebecca shouted in confusion. Karen and Raymond looked at each other, not understanding. Rebecca frowned as if frustrated and explained.
“I mean, in the end, they all had different wives, right? But the fact that those men lived well in the end means they treated those wives well, right? I don’t want to steal other women’s destinies.”
“Is this really the time for you to be worrying about such things?”
“No, so Mother, are you telling me to break up people who are already destined partners? I’m a person who knows honor!”
The argument was sound.
That’s why Karen was even more exasperated.
“So you’re saying you’ll just meet anyone?”
“No, I’m saying getting married at 17 is a bit much. I’ll handle it myself. You said it’s already over, right? Then well, it’s my life, so it’s okay if I marry a bit later. Seventeen is the age when you just debut in society – who gets married at that age these days?”
“Your mother?”
Karen shrugged and clicked her tongue at Rebecca. Then Rebecca snorted.
“Mother is old-fashioned.”
“Oh my.”
“Rebecca! What kind of way is that to talk to your mother!”
When Raymond shouted angrily, Rebecca shrank her shoulders and pouted.
“Fine. Sorry. You’re a classical lady.”
“Rebecca! Don’t ignore the advice of your mother and ancestors!”
Karen felt frustrated. Herself, her mother, her grandmother, her great-grandmother. The countless ancestors going endlessly back were all caught by the curse of seventeen. And even in Catherine’s time, seventeen wasn’t considered such an early marriage, and though she had married early herself, it wasn’t something to make such a fuss about.
“At least after twenty-five! I’m going to college or the military, I tell you! I won’t have time to get married!”
“If you die before then!”
“Then I’ll just start over. Please take care of me in the next life?”
—Smack!
Karen struck her daughter for the first time in her life.
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“How about making up now?”
Raymond stroked Karen’s cheek with a troubled expression. It’s the husband and father who gets caught in the middle. And Raymond actually couldn’t quite empathize with what Karen feared so much. What was most important to him was Karen, and that was sometimes a tenacious obsession that made even himself shudder. However, Rebecca was his own flesh and blood, his successor, a more purely his child.
If Rebecca were to die— Raymond thought.
It would be extremely heartbreaking and sad. Perhaps enough to die from. However, if the curse of seventeen hadn’t ended as Rebecca said, everything would start again. If, if it ended just like that.
‘Wouldn’t that also be Rebecca’s life.’
That was something parents couldn’t do anything about. You couldn’t prevent a child from walking because you were afraid they might fall and die.
However, whether mothers and fathers were different, or because it was a curse passed down through the maternal line, Karen was at a loss trying to make Rebecca live a slightly safer life.
“Let’s stop talking about such things and return to being the loving mother and daughter we were before, how about that?”
“Yes. Fate isn’t something that can be helped.”
“No, fate is something that changes through human effort and caution. Dying at seventeen and dying at seventy are completely different. Fate is something that changes by being careful not to fall. I changed my fate. So I’ll absolutely prevent Rebecca from falling into that fate too.”
“….”
Somehow it seemed like she was seeing right through him.
“I want to let Rebecca choose her own life.”
“I do too.”
“Then leave her alone.”
“No, I’m talking about everything except this. I can’t let her walk a path where she might die.”
“…Karen.”
Karen glared and grabbed Raymond’s nose.
“I can’t breathe.”
“Think about reality carefully. Rebecca just needs to get married at seventeen and have a child. Then after that, well, even if she suddenly dislikes men and wants to divorce, I’m fine with it. College? Tell her to go then. But before that, she needs to get married and have a baby!”
“Will you send her to the military too?”
“What?”
“Rebecca wants to go to the military.”
“Are you crazy? What military for a girl. Don’t tell me, you… you’re thinking of sending her…?”
Before Karen’s face could be covered with anger, Raymond blocked Karen’s mouth with his own. Karen pounded Raymond’s back for a while before finally pushing him away.
“Honestly, I feel pride that my daughter who resembles me wants to follow in my footsteps. …I’m truly proud. Not just as a successor, but that my child wants to share life’s path with me.”
“Raymond. Rebecca is your child, but she’s a daughter.”
Karen stared straight at Raymond.
“For women, pregnancy and childbirth are part of being in that society. And do you want Rebecca to go through exactly what you went through? No, she wouldn’t even have that opportunity in the first place. It’s easy to think specially. My daughter is different from other girls, my daughter is as good as a son. Better than that. Yes! I think so too. But does this country, does society allow her to live that way? Do you think she could spend years rolling around in the military like you, get promoted during war, and enter politics through that opportunity? She can’t even enter military academy right now?”
But at Karen’s point, Raymond averted his gaze and shrugged.
“It might change in a few years, you know?”
“You definitely said no before….”
“….”
“You’re putting pressure to make it possible for women to enter too.”
Raymond shrugged.
“When I was active as a sniper, I saw many women working as snipers in enemy countries.”
“Right now… you… to Rebecca….”
“It’s just that there might be opportunities. I’m not recommending Rebecca become a sniper. I wouldn’t send her there either.”
Karen glared at Raymond.
Raymond avoided her eyes, then ran away dodging the shoe Karen threw at him.
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“Since you’ll end up getting married anyway, how about going along with it moderately?”
“Go along with what….”
Rebecca propped her chin listlessly and replied to Isabella. After living together in the same house for several months, they had no choice but to become somewhat close. When Karen’s words didn’t work, she called Isabella aside and earnestly asked her.
[Isabella, if possible… couldn’t you help Rebecca become more interested in marriage? I’ll definitely repay you.]
Kids that age don’t listen to their mothers but listen to their friends. That was Karen’s hope.
[Not really.]
But Rebecca wasn’t like that. Rebecca would act silly, but whenever marriage came up, she took on an endlessly defiant attitude. As Isabella, who wanted to quickly catch a good man and live stably having children, she couldn’t quite understand.
“I want to get married quickly.”
“…Why on earth?”
“Because your mom and dad seem to really like each other. Don’t you think so?”
“No, that’s a dangerous question related to our family’s honor if answered wrong.”
“They look good together, so you don’t have to answer. I know it all.”
It was a famous fact that Count and Countess Sayertes were lovebirds who wouldn’t be embarrassing anywhere. Unlike the Evans couple, both were flawless in terms of bloodline, attitude, and political standing, so they were considered models of noble society. That’s why Isabella understood Rebecca even less.
“Don’t you want to live like your parents?”
“Not yet.”
Rebecca said curtly.
“Mother loves Father, and Father loves Mother too. I’m their child and I feel happiness in my place. And I’m good at shooting like Father, and I feel satisfaction and interest in achieving goals with my body, whether hunting or fighting. So why should I get married quickly instead of following that path?”
Then Rebecca crossed her arms and hung her head low.
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