The most reasonable stories came from the doctors known as apprentices to Doctor Lorenson, who recommended him as a more experienced and capable doctor.
“…”
But isn’t he too close to the Marquis and his wife?
Tristan planned to request a doctor for Dylan’s treatment and, at the same time, investigate Arthur’s eyes.
But even if he intended to make excuses for others, it was awkward with Dr. Lorenson.
He was a counterpart who needed to be careful not to let information slip through.
Tristan wanted to exclude Dr. Lorenson.
As Kyle passed over documents, he spoke.
“But considering Doctor Lorenson’s reputation, deliberately excluding him while inquiring about the doctor for Dylan’s case might raise suspicions. What do you think?”
“…”
That was true.
Tristan sighed in acknowledgment.
“Yeah, you’re right. It might be better to ask Doctor Lorenson about Dylan’s eyes.”
Lionel, who had been silent, spoke up.
“How about asking Doctor Lorenson to recommend another doctor? If there’s a doctor among your apprentices interested in real name therapy, ask him to recommend someone for research purposes.”
Lionel, as Arthur’s closest aide, was aware of Arthur’s condition regarding his Orror and vision.
Tristan pondered for a moment, then nodded.
Whether it was Doctor Lorenson or Doctor Lorenson’s apprentice…
Ultimately, it was a matter of how much security could be maintained.
Kay just shrugged.
“…”
Tristan sighed.
As Kay went back to focusing on documents, he said, “Let’s start with what we can do. Convince Dylan Osborn first. We also need his cooperation. I’ll talk to Taylor Lorenson about it.”
Reyna pulled out a notebook from the document storage and recalled a conversation she had with Arthur some time ago.
“……What do you usually do in your free time?”
“Huh?”
Arthur asked.
“I want to know.”
“Do you have any hobbies or activities you enjoy doing in your free time? What did you used to do when you were alone in your room?”
Reyna hesitated a bit, feeling somewhat awkward.
“……Um… I don’t really… I mean…”
In fact, Reyna had a definite hobby.
That is, collecting newspapers and magazines outside and organizing them into scrapbooks indoors.
But she couldn’t tell Arthur that she was passionately engaged in collecting his articles and making scrapbooks in front of him.
Reyna awkwardly cleared her throat, pressing her Adam’s apple.
“…I don’t have any particular hobbies. There isn’t much time… so…”
Fortunately, claiming lack of time was a reasonable excuse.
It was also true.
“Um…”
But Arthur seemed to be concerned about Reyna being cooped up in her room.
And it seemed like he wanted to do something that could be a good memory for her.
He asked if she didn’t have anything she wanted to do.
Reyna thought hard.
And after a moment of consideration, she replied.
“…So, is that your chosen hobby?”
“Yes.”
Reyna smiled and showed the notebook she had taken out of the storage.
“I bought it to write interesting things or draw if I wanted to. It’s something to do if there’s something fun happening.”
But considering her history of being caught while doing espionage work, doing something like secretly doodling or recording might seem suspicious.
To inform him in advance and seek permission to use this notebook in the future,
Reyna handed the note she bought through Brody to Arthur.
Isn’t this quite fitting for the goal of leaving something memorable?
Reyna also showed him the storage.
“Put it in here. You can lock it; this storage. So, if Lady Baroness suddenly comes in and tries to take it, you can say it’s Arthur’s and claim ignorance. That way, you can keep it safe, right?”
“…”
However, noticing Arthur’s subtly lukewarm smile, Reyna awkwardly touched her throat.
“Um… recording… is it a bit…?”
Because of the espionage work… Does it seem that way because of that?
Well, even if it’s an unintentional trivial diary, when the records accumulate, it can become a clue…
“No.”
Arthur smiled and tapped his wrist holding the notebook.
“It doesn’t matter, but will you show me this notebook?”
Huh?
“Oh. I haven’t written anything yet.”
Arthur smiled and tilted his head.
“It’ll be awkward to show it to me once you write something, right? Since it’s the lady’s privacy.”
“…?”
Actually, Reyna thought that if Arthur wanted to see it, she should show it for security reasons.
But when he mentioned it as the lady’s privacy, she momentarily had such thoughts.
What if this becomes something like a scrapbook for me?
Reyna suddenly accepted the privacy she had just returned with a bewildered feeling.
“W-well, that could be possible…”
Arthur smiled gently and looked at Reyna.
“Then, it won’t be difficult to say that this is something we do together, right?”
Really?
Reyna blinked.
Listening and seeing, it seemed like I misunderstood his intention.
…Still, I can’t suggest exchanging diaries with Sir Arthur, can I?
Arthur smiled and handed the notebook back to Reyna.
“You can write in the notebook as you like. I’ll make sure the reporters don’t see it. Of course, I won’t see it either. But since I can’t peek into your diary, it’s a bit disappointing to consider it as a memory we share. Will you think about something else for us to do together?”
And then, Arthur grinned and held her hand, lifting her up.
?
Reyna, bewildered, held his hand and stood up from her seat.
“And I’ve also thought about it.”
“Yes?”
Arthur laughed.
“I’ve set aside time today. Let’s go out to pick out a dress together.”
Reyna’s eyes widened.
Arthur tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled.
“I want to dress you in a dress that goes well with that earring.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
