She Became My Friend’s Mother-In-Law - Chapter 49

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Chapter 49. Michel Eimos (2)

 

Michel momentarily collapsed to the floor from the sharp pain piercing his foot.

 

Cecilia’s shoe heel smoothly disappeared back under her skirt hem.

 

“Argh! With that heel on my foot! Ugh!”

 

Michel bit his lips tightly, tears welling up as he endured the pain.

 

Meanwhile, Cecilia glanced toward the alley where the voice had come from.

 

Fortunately, there was no sign of anyone coming this way.

 

It seemed they weren’t talking about them.

 

Cecilia looked down at Michel again.

 

He was still pressing his foot with both hands, his face contorted in pain.

 

She had no intention of wasting more time on such a ridiculous farce.

 

“Michel.”

 

Cecilia spoke calmly.

 

“I have no intention of associating with you in that manner. What I want to know is about your father.”

 

“…!”

 

“That carriage accident your father was involved in—”

 

“Don’t falsely accuse innocent people!”

 

Michel forgot about the pain in his foot and shot up from his position.

 

His disheveled hair fell across his face, but he had no time to fix it.

 

He glared at Cecilia.

 

“A carriage accident! My father never did such a thing! Our family doesn’t even know who you are!”

 

“But—”

 

“If you keep spouting such nonsense, I’ll report you to the police!”

 

Michel roughly pushed Cecilia aside.

 

Then he went inside and slammed the door shut.

 

“Michel! Let’s talk! I’m not trying to blame you—I just want to discuss something with you!”

 

Cecilia knocked on the door several times, but no sound came from inside.

 

“…”

 

Cecilia caught her breath while staring at the motionless door.

 

It didn’t seem like persuading him would be easy.

 

‘I guess I thought about this too simplistically.’

 

The investigation records from that time stated that the coachman continuously protested his innocence, claiming ‘the accident was not his responsibility.’

 

Though he eventually confessed in the end, it clearly wasn’t of his own will.

 

So she thought Michel might also want to clear his father’s name somewhere in his heart.

 

But thinking about it, it had already been well over 10 years.

 

From the remaining family’s perspective, it might be more comfortable to forget everything and live as if it never happened.

 

Being branded as a murderer’s family would mean enduring people’s cold stares for the rest of their lives.

 

‘But then the people who should really be punished won’t face justice.’

 

Thinking of Viscount and Viscountess Osborn, who were probably still living shamelessly well, made her clench her fists.

 

A few newspaper articles to shame them wasn’t enough.

 

They needed to pay a price equivalent to the crimes they committed.

 

‘This method won’t work.’

 

Cecilia turned around.

 

If she pursued him recklessly, Michel would continue to be on guard and hostile like now.

 

‘I need to find another way.’

 

* * *

 

“Phew…”

 

The sound of the duchess’s footsteps fading away could be heard beyond the door.

 

Michel weakly leaned his forehead against the door and closed his eyes.

 

Sandy cautiously approached from behind and grabbed his sleeve.

 

“Brother. Who was that person earlier?”

 

“Nobody. Just an annoying peddler.”

 

Michel forced a smile.

 

There was no need for Sandy, who was already weak, to know unnecessary things.

 

He led his sister inside.

 

“Did you take your medicine?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Sandy nodded slightly.

 

“But I’m still coughing a lot.”

 

“You still need to take it consistently.”

 

“But there’s only three days’ worth left.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Michel let out a deep sigh.

 

Sandy had been suffering from lung disease since childhood.

 

And it was getting worse day by day.

 

Each time, they had to switch to stronger, more potent medicine, and the cost increased tremendously.

 

“Is the medicine very expensive?”

 

Sandy asked cautiously.

 

Michel forced a smile and shook his head.

 

“No.”

 

Of course, it was a lie.

 

Even as the lead actor on stage at the Brisen Grand Theater, the compensation he received was nowhere near enough to cover Sandy’s medicine costs.

 

But Michel was the only one who could take care of Sandy.

 

After their mother abandoned them and left, they only had each other.

 

“Sandy, I’ll buy more medicine soon. You just need to take it on time. Okay?”

 

“Yes… I understand.”

 

Michel laid his sister down and carefully covered her up to her chin with the old blanket.

 

His eyes were deep and dark as he quietly patted his sister.

 

What had happened with Cecilia’s visit earlier came to mind.

 

‘If everything gets revealed now, it’s over.’

 

There was only one thing he wanted.

 

To live quietly with Sandy under the name Michel Eimos.

 

He didn’t want honor or greater success.

 

‘Right, there’s no proof that we’re that man’s children anyway.’

 

It had been over 10 years since he abandoned his father’s surname and lived hiding his past.

 

Even if she was a duchess, she couldn’t drag people down by digging up a past with no substance.

 

Michel carefully brushed Sandy’s hair as she had fallen asleep.

 

His lips were pressed tightly together.

 

* * *

 

‘My goodness. I witnessed something incredible!’

 

At that moment.

 

Rosena was just leaving the slum alley where Michel lived.

 

Both her cheeks were flushed with excitement.

 

‘If you want one night, I’ll give it to you. We can go somewhere more expensive than here.’

 

The scene she had witnessed in front of the door earlier wouldn’t leave her mind.

 

‘I thought Nancy Devlin was just bluffing for no reason. But she really caught a big fish.’

 

Rosena smirked as she exited the alley.

 

She had secretly followed, hoping to catch some weakness of Cecilia’s.

 

She never expected to witness such an interesting scene.

 

‘If only that old man hadn’t interfered in the middle, I could have watched until the end.’

 

While hiding behind a wall and secretly watching, suddenly some old woman approached and asked what I was doing there.

 

I had to flee from that place, so I ended up missing the crucial scene of the two of them kissing.

 

Still, Rosena was certain.

 

Though she couldn’t hear it clearly.

 

That scene from earlier was definitely them having a lovers’ quarrel.

 

“What a shameless little wench.”

 

Rosena clicked her tongue in disapproval.

 

On the surface, she pretends to be so noble and dignified.

 

But behind the scenes, she’s rolling around with men.

 

‘Does the Duke know? That his wife is carrying on like this?’

 

He probably doesn’t know.

 

Seeing how she moved alone in secret without even a maid, it seemed like a very confidential secret.

 

‘When this incident breaks, there’ll be a huge storm between that Duke and Duchess, won’t there?’

 

Perhaps an enraged Rainer might even drive Cecilia out on the spot.

 

Then Rosena would just have to sit back comfortably and enjoy watching the show.

 

‘Just wait and see, Cecilia.’

 

Imagining Cecilia being driven out while screaming already made her feel completely refreshed.

 

The corners of Rosena’s mouth curved up high.

 

It seemed like the day to steal the Duchess’s position, as she had previously declared, was not far off.

 

* * *

 

The next day.

 

Rainer stood by the study window, quietly tapping the window frame edge with his fingers.

 

The tapping sound echoed rhythmically through the study.

 

Beyond the garden, he could see Elise drinking tea.

 

The servants were struggling beside her, not even daring to breathe loudly.

 

“…”

 

Rainer’s eyes narrowed slightly.

 

Ever since Elise had entered the Duke’s Palace in the Capital, he had been constantly on edge.

 

From Jeremy’s affairs to interfering with household management.

 

Elise was stirring up the Duke’s Palace as if she were the owner of this place.

 

It was conduct that showed no consideration for Rainer and Cecilia whatsoever.

 

‘Let’s wait for a moment until they let their guard down and show an opening.’

 

The only reason he was enduring this was because of that one statement from Cecilia.

 

Cecilia had said that since they had already joined hands, it would be better for their side to lay low for the time being.

 

Unlike the isolated estate, this capital was a place where even the smallest word could spread as rumors in an instant.

 

In this situation, if they confronted Elise head-on, it was impossible to predict how things would unfold.

 

‘Rainer. It’ll be difficult, but please endure it just a little longer. You understand, right? If you’re going to have nightmares because of that woman, I’ll sleep with you at night.’

 

Recalling Cecilia who had spoken as if coaxing and soothing a child, Rainer chuckled.

 

If that happened, something more dangerous than nightmares might occur.

 

Anyway, though he didn’t like Elise, he wanted to listen to Cecilia’s words.

 

So Rainer decided to leave Elise alone for the time being, even as she acted selfishly.

 

All because of his trust in Cecilia.

 

“Your Grace.”

 

Just then, the door opened carefully and a maid entered.

 

On the silver tray she was carrying, an envelope was neatly placed.

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