The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 30

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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 030

The fourth night.

Elisha was waiting for Christen in the bedroom.

Since the first day, Christen hadn’t come to the bedroom even once. She sat in that chair every night, waiting for the door to open.

But the door never opened.

‘Why?’

Elisha couldn’t understand.

She was a 98% compatible match. She was the only person who could perfectly cure Christen.

So why wasn’t Christen seeking her out?

‘What I saw in my dream wasn’t like this.’

Elisha recalled the prophetic dream she had.

Christen holding her hand and saying thank you. His voice calling her the light of Acrasia. That moment when he confessed his love.

That was her destiny. The glory and happiness that Elisha was meant to enjoy.

But the current reality was different from her dream.

Christen didn’t look at her. He didn’t want her.

He didn’t even come to the bedroom. That was a clear sign that Christen was rejecting Elisha.

Elisha bit her lip in humiliation. She was just repeating the meaningless act of sitting here and returning to her room around dawn.

‘Right, if the Grand Duke won’t come, I can go to him.’

Elisha rose from the chair.

She couldn’t just keep waiting. If she did, even the destiny given to her might slip away. Elisha carefully opened the bedroom door and stepped into the corridor.

The Grand Duke’s Castle was quiet. Only a few lamps emitted dim light.

Elisha walked slowly down the corridor.

She had a guess where Christen might be. She had overheard the maids chattering about how Christen worked late into the night.

Working in his office all night? Christen’s diligence deserved high marks. Even now, Christen would be in his office.

Elisha placed her hand on the corridor wall and slowly moved forward. Though she had never been guided there, she had wandered around the manor during the afternoon and figured out where everything was located. And at the end of the corridor, she stopped.

Light was seeping through the gap under the office door. It matched the office location Elisha had identified in the afternoon.

And.

She heard laughter from inside.

It was a woman’s laughter. Elisha’s feet froze.

She carefully approached the door and peered inside through the gap.

It was Christen and Roella.

The two were sitting across from each other with a desk between them. Documents were piled up, and beer mugs were placed on the surface. Light snacks were also abundantly arranged around them. It looked all too familiar.

Roella was explaining something. She had a map spread out and was pointing to various places with her finger.

And Christen was.

Smiling.

Christen’s expression as he followed Roella with his gaze, his chin resting on his hand, was affectionate. It was worlds apart from how he looked at Elisha. His eyes sparkled as if stars had been carved and embedded in them, and his smiling lips formed a gentle curve. Overall, he was filled with warmth.

He listened to Roella’s chattering voice and occasionally responded while pointing at the map with his finger. Roella nodded as she listened to Christen’s words.

The two were far too close. They looked too familiar with each other. Elisha felt like she couldn’t breathe.

That expression.

Those gentle eyes.

That comfortable smile.

These were things Christen had never once shown to her.

“Let’s arrange the order like this then. Since we need to maintain the roads that will extend outward anyway, we should start with the ones that benefit us. We need the grains coming from the Southern Region. Here and here?”

Roella’s bright voice could be heard. Elisha couldn’t understand what she was talking about. In the slums, she had to worry about eating for the day and surviving each day. There was no time to understand and learn the things Roella spoke about.

During that time, Elisha had learned how to effectively subdue men bigger than herself, learned how to strike the solar plexus of men stronger than her, and learned how to steal money secretly and pickpocket without anyone knowing. These were more important than any other skills in the slums. Thanks to that, Elisha was able to survive and come this far.

The things she had proudly considered her strengths were things that couldn’t even be mentioned here. Elisha’s heroic tales were nothing more than low-quality jokes.

Elisha had no stories she could tell Christen. But Roella understood Christen’s stories and was making him understand.

Christen nodded his head.

“That’s a good idea. Continue.”

Warmth lingered in Christen’s eyes. He smiled slightly while looking at Roella.

The conversation between the two continued.

It was natural, comfortable, and intimate. Elisha swallowed. It felt like swallowing a ball of fire. Her throat felt like it was being torn apart and burning up.

Elisha stood in the doorway watching that scene.

“Ah, Your Grace. Look at this.”

Roella picked up a document.

“It’s the first profit report from the Quarry, and it came out 20% higher than expected! At this rate, next quarter…”

Roella’s long explanation didn’t reach Elisha’s ears. But Christen was listening attentively to her voice.

Why on earth.

Elisha’s round eyes stared piercingly at Christen and Roella. Bright red veins bulged at her temples. Elisha ground her teeth.

Roella lifted her beer mug.

“Come on, shall we have another celebratory toast? It’s to commemorate us finding the right answer.”

As if keeping rhythm with Roella, Christen also raised his glass and clinked it. Christen’s eyes curved pleasantly. She didn’t know how many times he had smiled.

Clink.

The clear sound of the two glasses clinking rang out.

Elisha’s hands trembled.

That sound was nothing short of a warning to Elisha.

Anger surged up.

Jealousy burned her chest.

‘That’s my place. That’s my place there.’

The person who had been laughing beside Christen was definitely herself. Not Roella. Elisha felt as if something that belonged to her had been stolen. She felt like she was going crazy from the sense of loss, as if a hole had been punched through her chest.

It was because she considered what she had seen in her dreams to be hers. Elisha’s heart began to beat rapidly.

Absolutely not.

“Roella.”

Christen spoke in a gentle voice.

“It’s late again today. Shouldn’t you rest now?”

Roella put down the documents with a regretful expression. The eyes of the two people checking the time somehow looked reluctant.

Reluctant? Being together all day wasn’t enough, so they had to stick together at night too? After interfering with what she should be doing?

Elisha snorted.

“Then Your Grace should rest too. I can’t leave work alone. There’s loyalty to consider.”

“I’ll just finish looking at this and then go to sleep.”

“You promise?”

Christen nodded his head. Why on earth would he make such a promise with his aide? Elisha clenched her fists. The flames inside her couldn’t find anywhere to go and raged wildly.

Roella cheerfully greeted them and stood up from her seat.

Elisha quickly hid herself.

Roella opened the office door and came out, humming a tune as she walked down the corridor. Elisha, who had watched all of this, drew in a breath.

She knew why Christen wasn’t coming to the bedroom. She had learned what was standing between her and Christen.

It was Roella. That damned woman.

No wonder that woman’s existence had made her uneasy!

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