Why was there no one by her side when the fire broke out?
Why did my daughter, that small, young child, have to die like that?
There were too many suspicious circumstances and unresolved questions.
“Liviana, please calm down!”
“Calm down? Do I look calm to you?”
“I understand it’s hard for you to accept. But it’s the truth.”
Beke gripped my shoulders tightly.
Unable to bear the sight of his reddened eyes any longer, I bit my lip.
“…No matter what you say, I can’t accept it.”
Looking directly at Beke, I coldly shrugged off his hand on my shoulder.
If he couldn’t do it, I would find it myself.
“Where are you going!”
“I won’t believe anything until I see it with my own eyes. I will check it myself. Who killed my daughter.”
“What are you going to do.”
“At least it’s better than sitting here.”
“Liviana!”
A strong force turned me around forcibly.
The face of my husband, forced into a confrontation, was deeply furrowed.
“This isn’t like you.”
“What’s like me? I don’t know anything like that.”
“Liviana. Please. Look at yourself.”
Beke muttered through gritted teeth and looked down.
I followed his gaze, swallowed a bitter laugh when I saw the unfamiliar woman reflected in the marble floor.
The disheveled hair, the dark circles under both blue eyes, the extremely haggard face, even the woman in the dress that I couldn’t remember when I had changed into, looked alien.
The pathetic, worthless figure I despised was none other than myself.
And yet, all I could do was laugh.
What’s so great about this? My daughter was charred beyond recognition and trapped on the cold temple floor.
“Move.”
“Liviana, please. You’re being too stubborn.”
“What? Stubborn?”
“When will you stop? How long will you torment me with this?”
“…Am I tormenting you?”
“Yes, you are. It’s not just you who lost a daughter. If you knew how hard I’m trying not to resent you, you would stop.”
“…”
I was at a loss for words for a moment.
I realized too late that I was not the only parent of Meriel.
Not knowing what to say, I just stared blankly at Beke, swallowing the rising tears.
But whether he misinterpreted my gaze, Beke just furrowed his brow at me, putting more strength into his hand.
“I know how hard it is for you. Instead of blaming yourself, it’s better to blame someone else. But you can’t go on like this forever.“
“…Are you saying it’s my fault?”
Staring at my husband’s dried face, I retreated back, hugging myself as if to comfort myself.
Everyone said that Meriel didn’t resemble Beke, but that was impossible.
There was no child who did not resemble their father.
Even if others couldn’t see it, I could see the traces of Meriel that remained in Beke’s face.
The more I chewed over that fact, the more I couldn’t control the nausea.
As if my daughter was looking at me with a resentful face.
“No, I didn’t mean that, I meant that no matter what you do, Meriel won’t come back……”
“Yeah. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t sent Meriel to the Academy, my daughter wouldn’t have died such a dog’s death.”
“…….”
“And I’m the one who hired the murderer who killed my own daughter.”
It was a fact I already knew, but my throat was tight as if I heard it for the first time.
I couldn’t stop the guilt that had been suppressed from overflowing like a broken dam.
I knew what time was, I could tell just by looking at my husband’s eyes, even if we didn’t have any other conversation.
My husband resented me.
I could no longer stand it and fell down helplessly.
Tears that I thought had dried out long ago fell drop by drop down my cheeks.
Finding someone to blame and pouring out emotions elsewhere was useless.
I resisted, I held on, but in the end, I realized.
The horrifying truth that I killed my daughter.
The Countess of Creighton has lost her mind.
A story that everyone was whispering about had now become well known.
Of course, not everyone believed the rumor from the beginning.
After her daughter’s funeral, Livianna hid from the social world, but she was the Countess of Creighton.
A woman who was once called the flower of the society, a butterfly, a beautiful woman, even on the day she sent her own children first, she remained elegant. The idea that such a woman would wander around like a mad woman without proper attire was essentially a hardtobelieve story.
“Livianna?”
“She is in the young lady’s room again today.”
“And her meals? Surely, she isn’t skipping her meals again today?”
“I apologize. Despite our attempts to convince her.”
Thwack!
The servant, who was hit by the stick swung by Bake in anger, staggered back.
Bake, glaring at the retreating servant holding his reddened cheek, gasped for breath.
“You should have convinced her somehow! That’s what we’re paying you for!”
“I apologize!”
“Prepare a meal immediately. If I hear that she skipped her meal again after I return, I’ll start with your neck.”
“Yes, understood.”
Bake, looking at the hastily retreating servant, started walking briskly.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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