In the midst of this, one item caught his eye.
Reaching out, he picked up the teddy bear Oliver had given Bonita on her birthday.
Since there were several dolls, and he was asked to fill the room appropriately, Luke didn’t immediately notice. But seeing one like this made it clear.
“The aura of dark magic is still not felt.”
If the condition that caused Bonita to collapse is not ‘space’ but ‘objects,’ then this is highly probable. Other items were all things confirmed and purchased by the housekeeper or the Duke.
He chewed his lip for a moment.
“……. ”
It was extremely unpleasant to suspect his younger brother. Once the seed of suspicion, acknowledged the moment he heard Aria’s words, began to grow, it showed no sign of diminishing.
He placed the doll back where it originally was. Then, he called a maid and instructed her.
“In the future, no one is allowed to enter Bonita’s study room. Try to maintain it as much as possible in that condition.”
“May I still clean it?”
“No, cleaning is not allowed either. It would be good to inform other staff about this.”
After some consideration, he added, “Tell the housekeeper to repurchase the desk and textbooks suitable for Bonita’s use.”
The maid seemed somewhat puzzled but didn’t inquire about the reasons. Luke watched her back as he completely closed the study room door. Now, it was time to go back to Bonita.
But at that moment.
“Your Highness!”
Edward called him as he hurriedly approached.
“What’s the matter?”
“Delphinium Jajak-nim has come to the main gate.”
“…What?”
Luke furrowed his brows at the unexpected appearance of his younger brother.
“Why would he come to the mansion? Especially now?”
As discomfort showed on Luke’s face, Edward, sweating profusely, explained.
“Well, he heard about Miss Bonita’s condition and came to inquire. Bentley-kun is with him.”
Though it seemed like Edward had brought some presents, Luke didn’t hear what Moore was mumbling; his mind was preoccupied.
“Your Highness?”
“……. ”
“Your Highness!”
When Edward couldn’t bear it any longer and shouted, Luke responded with a displeased tone.
“…I’m listening.”
“What should we do?”
“…About what?”
“You weren’t listening, were you?”
With a slightly annoyed tone, he brought up the story again.
“Jajak-nim wants to see his niece. I asked if I should guide Miss, shall I?”
“Absolutely not.”
“What?”
Luke’s eyes, already bloodshot, darkened even more.
“First, take him to the reception room. I’ll visit later.”
“Did His Highness really say that?”
“Yes, he said if you wait in the reception room, he will come soon.”
“Hmm…”
Oliver, holding Bonita’s ‘get-well-soon gift’ in his arms, made a pensive expression. But that expression didn’t last long.
“Got it. Let’s do that.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
Edward bowed his head slightly.
As he did, Oliver smiled warmly and waved his hand.
“What’s taken for granted. You’ve always worked hard under His Highness as well.”
“I do it because I enjoy it.”
“Yeah, things going well these days?”
“Always the same.”
Oliver, accompanied by Edward, who served as Luke’s aide, walked to the reception room while chatting. Bentley, beside them, kept quiet, following along.
It was a peaceful scene, but Oliver’s inner thoughts were not as serene.
“Why is my brother acting like this all of a sudden?”
Until now, whenever Oliver visited the mansion, Luke had called him to the office or a private room, not the reception room.
It was natural.
The reception room was undoubtedly a space arranged with formality to entertain guests. Still, it was a place for ‘guests.’
However, Oliver was a part of Luke’s family, not a guest.
In the current situation, it was more like…
He drew a line closer to that.
Normally, he wouldn’t pay much attention to such matters, but considering the recent prank on the young lady, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy. He bit his tongue, keeping his lips sealed.
“What’s gotten into him all of a sudden?”
He had a bad feeling about it.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced