Resetting Lady - Chapter 90

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05. Villain

 

“Marriage.”

 

Raymond couldn’t see Karen’s face. But he probably expected her expression to be vaguely pleased. Or perhaps bewildered. However, Karen frowned while being held in Raymond’s arms. Because it was cliché. This time was just like that. That thought was the end of it.

 

To Karen, Raymond’s marriage proposal wasn’t particularly special. So she didn’t feel any renewed excitement. After receiving proposals from the same person dozens of times, it was hard to be impressed by the same old methods.

 

‘How annoying.’

 

But this time her mood felt a bit strange. Karen was slightly surprised by her own emotions.

 

Why? After going into double digits, there had only been boredom, but something had changed slightly.

 

First of all, he had been looking at Karen with cold eyes she’d never seen before, but Raymond’s attitude had changed too quickly. Hadn’t Raymond been treating her with suspicious eyes, quietly interrogating her just until recently?

 

Lord Raymond has some issues too. Karen sighed as she listened to Raymond’s somewhat excited voice.

 

What could he be thinking? But despite that, he proposed again this time. In this life too, he proposed to Karen, and his decision was sincere. This wasn’t proven by a word or two, but by documents.

 

This must be love.

 

* * *

 

Lady Lian’s eyes widened as she looked at the numerous sheets of paper in front of Karen.

 

“Wow…”

 

“Sigh…”

 

Karen sighed.

 

The wedding schedule and the list of people to send invitations to. The overwhelming thought of when she’d finish writing all that bothered Karen.

 

“This is incredible. Are all these people coming?”

 

“They will.”

 

“Prince Louis too?”

 

“I suppose so.”

 

Since he’s come until now.

 

“I need to ask Mother to have a new dress made right away! Karen, can I be your bridesmaid?”

 

“That would be an honor for me. But you need to get permission from Mrs. Elba first.”

 

“I’ll definitely get it!”

 

Lady Lian ran out with quick steps. It was undignified footwork, but equally cheerful. When the child left the room, Donna approached carefully.

 

“…Miss Karen, aren’t you happy about the marriage?”

 

Donna asked.

 

“Did it show?”

 

“…Yes. A little.”

 

She really had lost her patience. Even if a child couldn’t notice, for an adult to pick up on it. Karen lamented her gradually diminishing patience and answered.

 

“I’m not sure.”

 

Karen answered honestly. It wasn’t Raymond or Dulan. There was no particular reason to lie. Donna brought Karen hot tea while comforting her.

 

“It’s because it’s your first time.”

 

No, it’s because I’ve married too many times.

 

But Karen didn’t say more and put away the list, slumping over her desk.

 

“My head is a bit complicated…”

 

This time too.

 

Karen struggled with boredom and distress before the wedding. This time he’s no different either. This time is similar too. This time too, Raymond proposed to her again with a way of thinking Karen couldn’t understand. Karen couldn’t understand it, but that probably wasn’t what mattered. What she needed to worry about was the list in front of her.

 

“There’s too much to think about. If the Lord and Madam were alive, they would have helped a lot…”

 

“Would they?”

 

“Of course. If the Lord were alive, how much… *sob*…”

 

Karen ignored Donna’s quiet sobbing and picked up her teacup, drinking it ungracefully.

 

“The Madam too…”

 

If this were a wine glass, she would have clinked it with someone and shouted, ‘Damn it, Mother! Take some responsibility before you go!’ Then Karen burned her tongue on the hot tea.

 

Cough, cough.

 

“Oh, Miss. Are you alright?”

 

Karen waved her hand to stop Donna from reaching out. She was slightly embarrassed.

 

“…Yes. It would have been different if Mother were here.”

 

This is something parents should do. Karen remembered how overwhelmed she had been when looking at what needed to be done for her first marriage. Making wedding vows in a gathering of numerous soldiers, nobles, and even royalty. After that, it wouldn’t be a simple temporary relationship or something that could be called a trap.

 

“It’s really such a bothersome thing…”

 

Karen doesn’t trust other people’s vows just as she doesn’t trust her own emotions. The men who had relationships with Karen were countless, but those who proposed were less than one-tenth of them. Those who held ceremonies and even signed documents could be counted on two hands. Marriage is something that poses risks for men too.

 

“Still, you’re happy to marry Lord Raymond, right?”

 

Karen slumped over the desk looking at what she had to do. Preparing for a wedding she’d repeated dozens of times was nothing but tiresome and bothersome. Karen let her arms dangle. She knew it herself. Men like Raymond were extremely rare.

 

“I know he’s a decent person.”

 

I know well. No one would know that better than Karen. Karen objectively knew he was a good marriage prospect. Whether considering appearance or character, finding a man like Raymond would be difficult.

 

That wasn’t a judgment from a barely remembered book story, but from Karen’s direct experience. Wasn’t he a groom that Verdick had chosen well for his daughter? Though he didn’t choose Isella.

 

“But I don’t seem happy.”

 

Because time doesn’t pass.

 

Their marriage doesn’t bear fruit. Emotions don’t progress. Always meeting again, always confessing again, proposing again… dying. And then repeating it all again.

 

Declaring in society that two people will become husband and wife. Nothing remains. But that’s only for Karen. Not for other people. That moment remains for other people. Would this alone be insufficient to prove true love? Karen wasn’t sure what method would be better.

 

Marriage involves taking risks. A vow several times more important than engagement. Karen thought of the men she had married. Dulan was among them.

 

“Mother must have been like this before marriage too.”

 

Not believing in love, not knowing who to choose to be able to die.

 

Through Chin, she learned that fanatical, absolute love wasn’t necessary. But why did Dulan speak of true love? What level of emotion was Raymond’s proposal to Karen?

 

“Have true love.”

 

“Then.”

 

“I’ll help.”

 

“…He’ll probably give up if we kiss at the wedding.”

 

Is that insufficient? Karen twisted her hair.

 

But if they showed the wedding night in front of him, Dulan would probably die of a heart attack. No, maybe he might have that kind of taste.

 

“Lord Dulan? Don’t tell me you’re still in contact?”

 

She winked at the shocked maid and whispered.

 

“Don’t tell Raymond.”

 

Donna’s face turned white. Donna asked in surprise.

 

“What? Really?”

 

“Secret.”

 

Donna’s face reddened slightly when she realized she’d been teased. Karen smiled at her and looked at her tasks again.

 

“Countess Elba said she’d introduce someone for the dress, so I can remove that from the to-do list…”

 

Karen stopped speaking and turned her head.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“Oh, about those flowers, wait a moment.”

 

Karen looked at the flowers Donna was holding.

 

They were the flowers Raymond had given her when he woke her up. Actually, those flowers weren’t much different from what he usually gave her. They were just bigger and more numerous.

 

“Miss, should I put the flowers in a vase or dry them right away?”

 

“…Just put them in the flower vase.”

 

It’s not particularly important anyway. Would the flowers wither faster, or would Karen die faster?

 

“Are you still feeling bad?”

 

“Do I look like it?”

 

“…Yes, you look complicated.”

 

Donna answered carefully. Karen waved her hand at her tense maid and forced a smile.

 

“It’s just strange thinking about getting married.”

 

Whether she wanted it or not, ‘that day’ was approaching. Karen had too little time in this life. Though the middle part wasn’t entirely to her liking, the result was a proposal anyway. Karen decided to be satisfied with that. Wasn’t Raymond’s feelings not the important thing from the beginning? What mattered was the advice she’d get from Dulan. Dulan had to give her an answer. Let’s just think about that.

 

“You’re very nervous and anxious because it’s your first time.”

 

No. It’s not the first time.

 

Karen knew why she felt frustrated and anxious. Because this wasn’t the first time. Because it was like the first time. Karen looked at the flower vase Donna was filling with water. She looked at the hydrangeas placed in it. And she looked at the flowers filling the room.

 

“There are so many flowers.”

 

“Isn’t it touching?”

 

“Yes.”

 

But she was too lazy to even pretend to look excited. Karen looked at the flowers. Countless petals beyond counting.

 

“I received flowers before too.”

 

Raymond had given her flowers the first time as well. That’s how it was. Karen realized why her feelings felt unfamiliar and slightly unpleasant.

 

The proposal gift Karen had ‘truly’ received from Raymond for the first time. Karen remembers. When Raymond first, truly first proposed to her. He had brought flowers then too.

 

“I just… saw the flowers this morning, and suddenly I couldn’t stop the desire to propose to you.”

 

Karen smiled.

 

“We’re already engaged though.”

 

Still, Raymond looked at Karen again and said.

 

“Even so, I wanted to say it again.”

 

It was a story from long, long ago.

 

Raymond remains the same. Raymond is unaffected by time. He doesn’t remember. He was like this before and will be like this again. But Karen couldn’t understand well. She couldn’t understand Raymond well. Why even this time.

 

I want to cut open your belly and crawl inside. Then would I be able to know? Karen thought while looking at the flowers. The pure white petals crumpled in Karen’s hands. I’m curious whether you truly love me. From what I can see, it doesn’t seem much different from before.

 

No, not this time. This time can’t be the same as before.

 

This time, he had looked at Karen so coldly, then suddenly at some point his attitude changed. Just like before. Just like in their previous life, he says he loves Karen again this time too.

 

Why. Karen was afraid. Because she couldn’t know. Because she couldn’t understand.

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