The Reason I Got Engaged to My Ex-Boyfriend - Chapter 17

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Episode 17

Actually, Marsha didn’t know about what happened before living in Ranghilden.

“Did the Colonel give his heart to another woman?”

“No.”

“Gasp, then is the Colonel getting married for political reasons?”

“If that were the case, we couldn’t have created this situation.”

“Could it be that the Colonel is the male lead or mastermind from a novel you read, Miss?”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s a novel that’s popular in the Capital these days. Anyway, hmm… then does the Colonel have an unforgettable first love or something?”

“Well, I haven’t checked, so I don’t know.”

“Oh my, then what’s the reason?”

“It’s adult business. You don’t need to know.”

“I’m not a child, you know.”

“Sure, okay.”

“…”

Marsha’s expression turned sour at the halfhearted response.

‘Why does she keep asking?’

I replied indifferently, but actually felt uncomfortable when the past was mentioned.

I didn’t want to show that I was shaken.

I wanted to seem like someone who could easily brush off being hurt and talk about it casually, saying “that’s how it was back then”…

But that wasn’t something I could control.

“…I really hate it.”

I remembered the voice that came from beyond the wall after he unilaterally cut off our conversation and turned his back on me.

Ransel no longer loved me.

It seemed like one more thing had been added to make it difficult to want to appear strong.

Just like before.

‘For now.’

I shook off the thoughts that were about to continue.

‘I’ve resolved the child issue, so what’s left is business.’

Entering high society with a fake identity through business.

That way, I could meet people related to the Eagle incident and gather clues while keeping Pipi safe from danger.

For that, there were two things I needed to do now.

Creating a fake identity I could use comfortably.

Finding the mysterious ‘genius perfumer’ to bring into my business.

‘Since things turned out this way, the former is resolved.’

Since I was already involved anyway, I decided to make good use of the heir to a prestigious family’s power. I should be able to create at least a commoner identity.

‘The problem is the latter…’

The genius perfumer who disappeared 25 years ago. Where could they be?

I had told Marsha to look for them, but it was uncertain when we’d find them.

I tapped the table anxiously and then shook my head.

Let me handle the remaining tasks first.

It didn’t take long for Carl Bersuwa, the president of ‘Unbelievable Times’, to come looking for me.

“Young lady, please understand that this was entirely our reporter’s independent action…”

Carl rambled on while kneeling.

“We plan to fire Codding immediately. Not only that, but our newspaper will never again publish articles about you without permission.”

“You don’t need to fire him.”

“Yes, then we won’t fire… what?”

Carl’s body stiffened.

I leaned toward Carl with my legs crossed.

“I said you don’t need to fire him. I’d actually like Mr. Codding to write an article about this scandal.”

“Wh-what did you just say…”

“Do I need to say the same thing twice?”

“…Are you serious?”

“But there are conditions.”

I cleared my throat.

“First, I’ll take 90% of the manuscript fee Mr. Codding will receive for this.”

The Capital’s newspapers adopted a system of distributing profits from newspaper sales to the reporters who wrote the articles, considering factors like page space.

Carl responded with a troubled expression.

“Um, Young lady. We sell each newspaper for 10 silver, and about 10% of total sales is allocated as royalties. Also, each newspaper has multiple articles… anyway, if we do as you say, Mr. Codding wouldn’t even get 1 silver even if we sold about 2,000 copies…”

“Do you think I said that without knowing?”

“…Yes, I’ll relay this to Codding.”

Carl’s head nodded stiffly.

I brought up the second condition.

“And I’ll review all the proofreading for that article. As many times as it takes until I’m satisfied.”

The manuscript fee was just something I added in a fit of anger because I was annoyed by his talk about a reporter’s duty, but this was actually the main condition.

Forced proofreading with no limit on revisions.

“…”

Carl was left speechless.

And the next day, Alan’s position that Carl conveyed was this:

The manuscript fee distribution was one thing, but forced proofreading was unacceptable. This was disrespecting a reporter’s honor. Did I think he was dirty enough to do such things? He’d rather smash his typewriter than publish an article under these conditions. And so on and so forth…

I answered simply.

“Smash it or don’t. Does he think he’s the only reporter in the world?”

In the end, Alan threw up his hands and accepted my demands.

“Oh, Marsha.”

“Yes?”

“For a while, go around badmouthing ‘Unbelievable Times’ to the maids of other houses.”

“Badmouthing… you mean?”

“Yes, publicly I need to appear as someone who tried to prevent articles from being published to live quietly with my child, but ultimately failed.”

“…”

Marsha nodded silently and left the room, muttering “I should listen to Miss better from now on…”

After a total of twelve forced revisions, the article came out, and I heard that Alan had collapsed while mindlessly shaking a carrot.

***

A week later.

“Did you hear about that?”

“Of course I heard. Everyone in the Capital must know by now, right?”

“I heard the renowned doctors in the Capital are busy treating the Duke’s wife. How heartbroken she must be…”

“They only got engaged and decided to live together, but really. The Count’s daughter is quite something. What should have ended as light entertainment led to her climbing into a prestigious family because of a child.”

A tea party with a lively atmosphere in full swing.

Sitting quietly among them, Yudite sipped her tea.

‘Mary Bliiiiin…’

Judithe White. Mary Blin’s academy classmate and rival, famous throughout the Empire.

The boutique ‘An White’ that Yudite runs is the most successful boutique in Tererrosa.

No, it ‘was’ the most successful.

Since it had been subtly pushed aside by the emergence of ‘Piacce Lux’ run by Mary.

That rival relationship was maintained only briefly before Mary left Tererrosa without a word.

With the rival she had always been conscious of gone, each day became boring.

So Yudite also left Tererrosa and went on a trip to the southern continent.

And when she returned, the news Yudite encountered was this:

Mary Blin had given birth to an illegitimate child.

And that child was supposedly her ex-lover’s.

“….”

Recalling the newspaper from ‘Unbelievable Times’ that had exclusively reported that story made the back of her neck throb.

In truth, the reason that newspaper remained as a bad memory for Yudite wasn’t simply because it was shocking.

‘Last time, even ‘that person’ came to our house.’

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