To You Whom I Don’t Love That Much (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 084

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Ro gazed quietly into the eyes of the Marchioness of Blake. She was brimming with an emotion she couldn’t quite name—fear, perhaps. At first, Ro wondered if she was simply uncomfortable in unfamiliar surroundings, but seeing her gnaw at her nails with sharp, grinding motions, it became clear she was suffering from severe anxiety. The dark shadows beneath the woman’s eyes suggested this condition had been worsening for more than just a day or two.

Ro lowered her pretense slightly and spoke in a friendly tone.

“Truthfully, I just wanted a moment to catch my breath, so I made up an excuse. And it seemed you could use some fresh air too.”

“……Ah.”

The Marchioness blinked, then let out a soft exclamation a beat too late. A faint blush of embarrassment colored her flushed cheeks.

“Was my expression really that bad?”

Ro started to shake her head, then answered honestly.

“The whiskey was rather strong. Would you like a glass of water?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Then just sit here a moment before going back in.”

At last, the Marchioness relaxed her guard and sat down on the chair Ro had indicated. From that spot, the luscious view of the Lysianthus Garden unfolded clearly. White blossoms were at their peak, and beyond them, the sheer coastal cliffs and the endless expanse of sea formed a breathtaking vista, like a meticulously painted masterpiece.

Ro didn’t miss the moment the Marchioness leaned back loosely against the chair.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

The Marchioness nodded, still dazed, as if momentarily enchanted.

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