There was no strength to be disgusted that the seal of the Viscount Creighton was used here.
Emotions are temporary, and this will protect Meriel’s rights for life.
I just did my best for my child as a mother.
[This is the time separator]“As you can see, it’s Bake’s handwritten oath. There’s also the seal of Viscount Creighton.”
“Ribianne!”
Margaret reached out to me urgently.
However, instead of grabbing Margaret’s hand, I threw the oath at her.
The oath, which was thrown with a whirr, fell right in front of Margaret.
Margaret was blankly staring at the oath, then suddenly raised her head.
There were tears hanging in her eyes.
I looked straight into Margaret’s eyes.
“I won’t ask anything. Who the real father of the child in your womb is, what happened between the two, everything.”
“……Why?”
“It’s over.”
“It’s over?”
I pointed at the oath with my index finger.
Margaret bit her lips tightly, then she crumpled the oath.
“You can crumple as much as you like. It’s just a copy anyway.”
“Ribianne.”
“Don’t call my name. I am now the wife of Viscount Creighton, not your friend.”
“……Have you ever thought of me as a friend?”
Margaret mocked with a sarcastic laugh. Her body, unable to hold back her anger, was shaking.
However, I did not care and opened my mouth again.
“If we were not friends, I would have killed you a long time ago. It’s not hard to break your neck.”
“…….”
“Still, I won’t do anything. I will live as if nothing has happened, and I will not care about what you do in the future.”
“Even if I do that, do you think you can ignore this child? What if this child is a boy.”
“That’s something you have to discuss with Duke Pieren.”
“What?”
“You said it from your mouth. Duke Pieren was the father of the child.”
“That, that was just.”
“I know. It was probably to provoke me.”
I tilted my head.
There was no need to hear the answer.
Looking at Margaret’s pale face was enough for an answer.
“You intentionally dropped the earring, whispered in my ear to make me anxious, and even involved me and Duke Pieren, everything.”
“…….”
It was too obvious.
The reason I couldn’t doubt it was because I believed in it.
If I had known the result of that belief would be so devastating, I would not have believed in the first place.
“But, you know what? No matter what you do, I won’t divorce.”
“…….”
“I will remain as the wife of Viscount Creighton until the day I die, and Meriel will be the next successor of Creighton.”
“…….”
“Isn’t that right, Bake?”
I turned my head with a forced smile.
Margaret wouldn’t have known, but Bake was hiding behind the partition.
“Bake, why are you here……!”
Margaret called Bake in surprise.
However, instead of answering, Bake only looked at me.
It was the moment when the joy and sorrow between me and Margaret sharply diverged.
I lifted one corner of my mouth without taking my eyes off Margaret.
“I asked Bake to choose. Between you and me, which side will he choose.”
“……”
“And as you can see, Bake chose me.”
Although it was not a joyful choice, I did not show it until the end.
From the beginning, my purpose was to thoroughly crush Margaret’s hopes.
“You started this, so you finish it. In front of my eyes. Perfectly.”
“Bake!”
“……”
“Can you?”
“Of, of course! I told you! I’ll do anything for you!”
After a moment of hesitation, Bake eventually turned his body towards Margaret.
He was more concerned with looking at my face than protecting his lover.
With my hand overlapping on top of Bake’s, I glared at Margaret as if to show off.
“I won’t share anything of Creighton. Only Meriel can use the name of Creighton, and no one can replace that place.”
If there is someone who covets that place, no matter who it is, I will thoroughly trample on them.
In the midst of all the emotions glaring at me, I clenched my teeth.
From today, I lost all my friends, my husband.
All that was left for me was Meriel.
I could do anything to protect that one thing.
[This is the time separator]“Mom, when is Aunt Margaret coming? I need to make bookmarks with her.”
“Aunt can’t come now.”
“Why?”
“She’s busy.”
“Is there anything busier than playing with Meriel?”
Meriel’s cheeks puffed up.
I poked the round child’s nose playfully and smiled.
“Adults have their own circumstances.”
“Hmph….”
“Instead, I’ll make the bookmark. Let’s make it together.”
“Really?”
Meriel’s eyes sparkled.
I gently stroked Meriel’s hair.
The child’s hair was as soft as cotton.
“Of course! How should we make it?”
“Pretty! And a lot!”
Meriel spread her arms as wide as possible and waved them around.
Before long, only anticipation filled the child’s face, with no trace of sadness.
“A lot?”
“I’m going to make a lot and give them as presents to people Meriel likes!”
“That’s a great idea.”
“Isn’t it?”
Meriel pushed out her chest with her hands on her waist.
I laughed and opened the book.
Inside the book were flowers Meriel had collected and dried over time.
“You’ve chosen and collected beautiful flowers.”
“Right! I think so too!”
The child smiling at the end of the word is adorable.
I gently stroked Meriel’s cheek and carefully peeled off a flower.
The flower was dry and if I wasn’t careful, it quickly crumbled.
As I peeled off a few petals, I sensed a presence.
“What’s the matter?”
“A letter has arrived from the palace.”
Thud.
The flower petal I was peeling off tore.
I stared at the torn flower for a moment and slowly lifted my head.
The envelope in the butler’s hand had a large golden lion seal symbolizing the royal family.
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…
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