The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 18

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 18

A life where she had never once felt the love of family.

So to be loved, to create her own place, she worked until her whole body was breaking apart.

However, what she had so desperately wanted was never achieved in the end.

What came back to Radis was only terrible pain as the price for all the efforts she made to be loved, and the betrayal of her family.

When the second chance came, Radis no longer wanted to repeat that life.

She wanted to escape from the shackles called family. To do that, she had to leave the Tilrod Household.

However, even with memories of her past life, she was currently just a 16-year-old girl, and escaping from the fence called family was not an easy task.

Radis’s desperate wish was fulfilled too simply and anticlimactically through her contract with Lord Russel.

Though she couldn’t know how much Lord Russel paid as compensation for taking Radis away, her family members were so anxious that Radis might change her mind that they didn’t even speak to her at all.

Thanks to that, for several days Radis was able to finish preparing to leave the Tilrod Household in a peace she had never felt before.

Radis decided to dispose of the worn-out household items that would be thrown away anyway once she left.

Those items like the mirror, comb, vanity, and wardrobe were things she had used until her death in her past life.

Those objects reminded her of her terrible past life.

Radis burned them all as if burying the hellish life she never wanted to repeat again.

After burning those old items and packing only the things necessary for immediate living, her small room became completely empty.

Standing in front of the door of the empty room, Radis took one last look at the room’s appearance.

Like a phantom, she seemed to see a young girl with carelessly cut red hair standing on tiptoes under the window, looking outside.

“I’m sorry, but what you wish for will never come true.”

Radis said sadly.

“I’m going to live for myself now.”

She closed the door.

In the corridor, Irene was standing next to her luggage bag.

Her lips were twisted in a wrinkled shape, and her eyes were strangely wavering too.

It was just as Radis was about to pass in front of her.

“…This kind of thing is strange.”

“…?”

“You’re not getting married, Miss, so why are you going to another house? And why is the master receiving money as compensation for it?”

Radis saw Irene quietly grab the handle of her bag.

“When I came to this estate as a maid, my parents cried and said they were sorry. I was sold as a maid because our house was poor. Because there was no food for my younger siblings to eat right away. But the masters aren’t like that. So why are they selling you, Miss?”

Irene whispered quickly in a much lowered voice.

“And to Lord Russel? You can’t. Miss, don’t you know the rumors about Lord Russel? There are stories that Lord Russel is actually a monster. Really, Mrs. Ruda said so!”

Radis looked at Irene quietly.

After dumping the soup bowl on Irene’s head, their relationship had reversed.

Irene had truly begun to serve her as the young lady of the Tilrod Family.

Once Irene accepted Radis not as ‘the family outcast who could be bullied at will’ but as a superior, Irene’s strange loyalty began to gradually shift from Margaret to Radis.

Irene came to pity Radis’s situation and began to see Margaret’s particularly harsh treatment of only the eldest daughter as unreasonable.

And little by little, very little by little, she was taking Radis’s side like this.

However, Radis would be leaving.

‘And you have to continue living here.’

Radis recalled Irene’s end.

In this life, Radis would not go monster hunting instead of David, and Irene would not be killed to keep that secret.

But if she had thoughts like this, Irene might die even faster than in her past life.

“Let go of that.”

Radis snatched away the bag handle that Irene was holding.

“You know too. I’m sick and tired of this damn household. I think the Monster Forest would be better than the Tilrod Family. But the Russel Manor? Could there be anything better than this?”

Her voice was cold as ice.

“You don’t need to pretend to take my side. It won’t help you anyway. It would be better for you to worry about your own conduct instead.”

“Miss…!”

“They’re selling off even their real daughter like this, so what about a maid?”

“…!”

“Take care. For as long as possible.”

Radis picked up her bag and went down the stairs.

In front of the estate, a carriage sent by Lord Russel was waiting.

And at the entrance, unexpectedly, Margaret and Yurhee were standing.

Radis, holding her luggage bag, tried to pass in front of them but reluctantly said a word.

“Take care. Stay healthy.”

Margaret’s lips also began to crumple into a strangely wrinkled shape.

It was an expression where you couldn’t tell if she was smiling or angry.

Margaret said with a forced smile.

“Oh my, you’re talking like we’ll never see each other again. We’ll see each other again soon.”

“…”

“Hohohoho, when you go to the marquis’s house, try to speak well to the high-ranking people. About your family, about your younger brother…”

Radis sighed and then opened her mouth.

“What about Father?”

At her question, Margaret’s fake smile crumbled.

Margaret, with a venomous face, spat out her words.

“How would I know where that man is?”

Radis realized.

It seemed Jade hadn’t returned last night either.

Margaret, in a bad mood, stepped forward and grabbed Radis’s arm tightly, beginning to vent her anger.

“Don’t listen to what this mother says as nagging, but engrave it in your heart! I’m saying this because you’re leaving home. You must always think of the Tilrod Family first, of your brother David who is the pillar of this household, and act accordingly. And as I said before, no matter if the other party is Lord Russel, if you come back with a full belly…!”

Perhaps conscious of Yurhee, Margaret’s voice became very low.

“You’ll really die by my hands. Don’t become a disgrace instead of helping the family!”

Only then could Radis realize what Margaret and the people of the Tilrod Family were thinking.

They seemed to think that Radis was going to the marquis’s house to become Lord Russel’s mistress, or something similar.

On Radis’s face appeared not the cold expression she had put on in front of Irene, but a truly dispassionate expression filled with disillusionment.

“If you were worried about such things, shouldn’t you have said you couldn’t sell your daughter?”

Margaret’s lips crumpled again into a strange, wrinkled shape.

She grinned excessively large and rattled off plausible excuses.

“I only made a decision for the future of the Tilrod Family and David. Think about what you’ve done so far. Interfering with David’s path! You should be grateful that you can help the family even in this way. No one would blame me for sending you away now. Go grab people on the street and ask them. Ten out of ten would say it’s the best policy to quickly get rid of a daughter like you!”

Radis looked at Margaret with endlessly cold eyes.

Irene seemed to have changed a little, but Margaret hadn’t changed.

Jade would be the same too.

Radis said.

“I have a lot to say, but I won’t. I already know the answer anyway.”

“Well, what do you have to say?”

Radis, who was just about to turn around, stopped.

This was the second time she was saying this to Margaret.

Once at the end of her past life.

And now.

“Why you treated me like this.”

“What did I, what!”

“Why you hated an innocent child so much and never loved her even once. Why you could easily raise your hand to me when you couldn’t even touch David or Yurhee. What I, who was only guilty of being born the eldest daughter of this house, did so wrong that I had to make such sacrifices…!”

Radis took a breath and cut off her words.

If she said more, things that hadn’t happened yet to sixteen-year-old Radis might spill out.

However, even that seemed to be enough to anger Margaret.

Margaret threw off even the hypocritical mask she usually didn’t remove in front of David or Yurhee and began to pour out harsh words with a demonic face.

“What? Hey, you little bitch! What? Sacrifice? What did you sacrifice? I’m the one who made sacrifices! I gave birth to you in stomach-tearing pain, fed you, put you to sleep, and you completely forgot that kindness and only think about your own grievances! Hey, you deserved…!”

“You deserved it?”

“…!”

Very slowly, an utterly cold smile appeared on Radis’s face.

“Yes, I know. I must have deserved to be treated that way. You never loved me, never considered me your daughter. And yet I kept struggling, begging to be loved if I did well, pleading to be accepted as family if I endured everything and tried hard enough. I must have seemed so pathetic, right?”

Radis continued speaking in a dry voice as she looked at Margaret, who had become speechless.

“I don’t need you people anymore. I don’t want to struggle to stay here any longer. I don’t want to live like that. That’s why I’m leaving.”

An unbearable cold silence hung between Radis and Margaret.

Unable to bear the silence, Yurhee shouted.

“Now… just stop it!”

Yurhee forced a smile as if trying to change the atmosphere and spoke to Radis.

“Oh, Radis. David oppa hasn’t gotten up yet. Don’t feel hurt by it. We’ll see each other again. We’re family, after all. Right?”

Yurhee clasped her hands prettily in front of her lips and looked at Radis with earnest eyes as she spoke.

“More importantly, when you become close with the Countess, invite me to the Countess’ mansion too. You can do that, right? And you’ll send me gifts, won’t you? Hmm?”

Yurhee hadn’t changed either.

David would be the same too.

Radis didn’t even bother to answer Yurhee’s words and turned around.

And without looking back even once, she got into the carriage.

“Please depart.”

And so Radis left the Tilrod Family.

Not a single trace of regret remained.

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