The Male Lead Is Trying To Tame Me With Money - Chapter 156

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156.

Hearing the soft click of the closing door, Casian could finally breathe deeply.

He set down his half-eaten bagel sandwich, feeling too full to continue, and gulped down his tea.

“Rose is so amazing it’s troublesome.”

Though he had known it already.

Last night in his arms, Rose had been playful, and while unable to hide her shyness, she hadn’t left everything to him.

As if telling him not to think he was the only one with desire.

After giving him so much joy, how could he not find adorable the way she fell asleep in his arms, looking relieved as if she were the happiest person alive.

His heart felt like it was being squeezed tight.

Because she accepted and allowed his love, every blood vessel seemed to throb with life, asserting their vitality.

‘It’s all because Rose is too beautiful.’

He grumbled inwardly for no reason.

Casian rested his chin on his hand and gazed out the open window.

Soon, seeing Rozelita walking energetically toward the office made the corners of his mouth tickle with amusement.

‘I want to monopolize Ian.’

‘Please take him away.’

Casian remembered every single word Rozelita had grumbled while leaning against his chest.

At first she had acted like an advisor and Miss Salice, but at some point she began chattering as his beloved lady.

At times like this, he felt even more grateful to his mother.

His excellent memory was surely something his mother had left him.

‘That might mean Ian has to give up some of what he’s built in the capital.’

‘Are you asking for my permission now?’

‘Yes. What I’m doing isn’t always the right answer.’

‘Rose, everything you do is the right answer, to me.’

She had asked him to act like a demon, but she was truly an angelic person.

Though Rozelita grimaced, she accepted his obsession with calling them demons, and he would never know the reason why.

It was because he knew the core that filled her was a gentle and thoughtful nature.

So even after asking him for an answer, she confirmed once more.

Caring about his remaining affection for his father, hoping his heart wouldn’t be hurt even a little.

Though she acted like a tyrant, Rozelita Salice was someone who couldn’t be that way.

She was far too generous to those he held affection for.

Just like how she tried to somehow rescue Baker, who had accumulated debts for years without following her advice.

Perhaps that was also consideration for the two friends who had spent their childhood together.

Telling them not to do the foolish thing of missing love by making excuses about pride and not being ready yet.

Surely Baker’s eldest son must have gotten a big lecture from Rozelita.

Thinking she was responsible since she had encouraged them, she must have spent years persuading Baker.

Fortunately, the Salice Barony was a place that appreciated Rozelita’s such thoughtfulness.

Unlike this jungle-like place.

So Casian told Rozelita the truth of his efforts in words.

Though she probably suspected it, she was a cautious person.

‘I worked hard because I wanted to be helpful to you someday. Not because I wanted the throne.’

‘Even if that’s how it started, you might get greedy after working so hard. No, I’m pretty sure I told you to be greedy.’

‘So I was greedy. For you, daringly.’

Rozelita looked at him speechless, as if amazed.

Then she kissed him deeply again, as if she found herself lovely.

So how could Rozelita’s proposal not be delightful.

‘Rose said she wants to monopolize me, but that’s my wish.’

But staying here made that impossible.

Too many people sought Rozelita.

Starting with the Emperor who was his biological father, then the Sun Palace, the Ceremonial Hall, and all sorts of people who had initially been busy disparaging Rozelita now wanted her.

Just to avoid seeing that sight, Casian was willing to run away.

His tender feelings toward his father?

‘It would be a lie to say there are none at all, but was that something I could hope for in the first place?’

Even after the wet nurse who had stayed by his side passed away, leaving him alone, the Emperor only occasionally sent his servants like charity.

Those servants would kindly tell him to just endure a little longer.

But it was still too harsh a reality for a child not even seven years old to endure.

Clinging to that affection that Rozelita would surely call trivial, Casian had somehow endured until that day when he was seven.

Thinking that his father hadn’t completely abandoned him.

But he had to be isolated in the Winter Palace, crossing the line between life and death countless times, and the Emperor’s help always came too late.

Even if someone criticized him for having foolish thoughts because he was young, he didn’t care.

But Casian found surviving too burdensome, so that night he willingly thought of her—the brown-haired woman with a beautiful face who looked at him with worry—as the goddess of death.

Thinking that even to him, whom he believed the gods hated, that deity was showing mercy in his final moment.

When he had found peace and was about to close his eyes, it was she who cried out emotionally, telling him to find the strength to live again.

It was also she who promised him the deadline of thousands of nights.

‘It didn’t exceed ten thousand.’

That was enough time for him to wait.

When no one else had given him a promise of a future with clear outlines.

Rozelita had given him one.

So Casian could find strength again.

To create his place, to wait for her who would come to meet him after thousands of nights had passed.

But his immature self fell into an unavoidable trap.

And it was also Rozelita who saved him from that.

Realizing she resembled someone from his memories, he thought it was quite a coincidence.

That Rozelita again told him to survive.

Inevitably, he had no choice but to give her his entire heart.

So coveting her, who had only shown him kindness, was a disgracefully ungrateful act he shouldn’t dare commit.

Nevertheless, because he had helplessly fallen for her, Casian simply chose a path where he could repay even a little of what he had received from her.

‘So what’s important to me isn’t something like the throne.’

He had only built a foundation as a means for Rozelita’s happiness.

For her happiness, realizing from hearing news of her that someone even slightly more capable and sincere should be in this position, he worked diligently.

‘So the capital and the throne aren’t really important.’

But…

‘At least I should prepare a foundation for living happily with Rose.’

While Casian wrote perfectly complete handover documents, he filled his mind with thoughts of how to help Rose feel satisfied.

To be honest, he was quite looking forward to it.

Rozelita’s revenge against the Emperor.

*

“The academy, really?”

Not long after that conversation, the Fourth Prince reacted with joy as if he might jump at the story he was told.

However, as if embarrassed by his childish reaction, he immediately tried to calm his emotions.

Thirteen years old is still an age to be celebrated on Children’s Day, so it would be fine to be excited.

“I understand you originally wanted to go, and that you postponed it to help our Winter Palace.”

“I’m grateful you put it that way, Salice Advisor. But how could I rashly accept that proposal.”

The Fourth Prince acted mature but couldn’t hide his lingering attachment.

Empress Trisha, who was beside him, looked at her son with pity while trying to persuade me.

“It’s embarrassing for me as his mother to say, but I believe the Fourth Prince’s help isn’t at a negligible level.”

“That’s true, but I don’t think it’s right for a child to take on adult responsibilities either.”

At my words, Empress Trisha looked at me as if feeling some déjà vu.

Then, after breathing out briefly, she opened her mouth with a smile.

“Salice Advisor’s proposal is very appreciated. But today I called you to personally treat you to a meal as thanks for your hard work, didn’t I?”

From her different gaze than before, I realized that she had read my intentions.

In fact, I hadn’t even come here today upon receiving an invitation from Empress Trisha.

*

After finishing the meal, Empress Trisha naturally dismissed all the servants, saying she wanted to spend family time together.

Then, as I was pretending to leave, she naturally made excuses for me to stay, saying that Joel wanted to play together.

As a result, I spent some time listening to the stories that Joel had been saving up.

“Look at this, this time this tooth fell out. Newna!”

From really trivial things to what he had studied and what he had played with, listening to a young child’s chatter was quite enjoyable.

It was the Fourth Prince’s job to naturally lure Joel, who had been completely absorbed in conversation, to the playroom.

After the children moved to the playroom, Empress Trisha opened her mouth to me with sparkling eyes.

“So what interesting thoughts are you having this time? You’re not planning to give His Majesty the Emperor trouble without including me, are you?”

Her Majesty the Empress, who was praised daily as noble and graceful for her royal birth, had a face more excited than usual when she was planning to provoke her half-brother.

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