Unrequited Love is Over, Fend for Yourselves (5 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 29
“What on earth is going on here?”
Nick grumbled as he ordered his knight to move the luggage.
“Ever since His Highness asked if there was any space around Mithri, I thought something was off. What on earth is all this about?”
“But maybe there really is a space.”
Bazon retorted to Nick’s complaint. Naturally curious, Bazon had earlier suggested that the ducal house send an investigation team to verify.
“But how can we go there in just one carriage? What if we end up having to sleep outdoors? We can’t possibly let the Crown Prince sleep outside.”
When Bazon refused to share his frustration, Nick pulled someone else into the conversation.
“Heishi, what do you think?”
“I… Well, perhaps His Highness has something in mind?”
Heishi, who hadn’t voiced a single objection to the Crown Prince’s words from the start, seemed thoroughly indifferent. As Heishi chuckled awkwardly, his thoughts suddenly drifted to the women.
“But if we do end up sleeping outdoors, won’t the young ladies sleep inside the carriage?”
Though it was a fairly reasonable point, Nick ignored both Heishi and Bazon—who wouldn’t echo his complaints—and walked away.
The men who had ordered knights to move their luggage gathered together to talk, while the women remained near their own belongings.
“This one should be enough.”
Etienne opened a single bag and reorganized the items she’d brought from the mansion. Having assumed they’d be using a carriage, she’d packed thoroughly, but now that things had turned out this way, she halved her luggage.
“I’ll move the rest of your things to the baggage cart.”
“What’s the point? I can’t possibly carry everything myself.”
Etienne shook her head at the maid’s offer. At least she had packed everything herself, so she knew exactly where each item was.
She’d insisted on packing personally, just in case anything unexpected happened at their destination.
“I’ll carry it for you.”
Fernando, standing beside Etienne, held out his hand as if asking for her bag.
“It’s fine.”
Etienne shook her head, glancing at the bag Fernando already held in his other hand. He was offering to carry hers in addition to his own, but she couldn’t allow that.
“I can carry it myself just fine…”
“This is enough. Send the rest back home.”
“Understood.”
While the maid neatly packed the remaining luggage into one spot, Etienne walked toward the baggage cart with her bag.
Midway there, she noticed her bag had grown lighter, and turned to see Fernando striding away with it.
“Why on earth…”
It felt strange to see Fernando fuss over such a small thing.
She’d believed she’d completely relinquished all feelings for him, yet these little gestures from him stirred up memories of how desperately she’d once longed for exactly this kind of kindness.
“Do you like Fernando?”
Startled, Etienne turned toward the voice. Reinhart was stroking his chin, gazing at Fernando.
“I’d heard he was a young lord who cared about nothing but training, but meeting him in person, I suppose he does have a certain charm.”
“…What kind of charm?”
“His rough, unrefined edges?”
“Huh?”
“Didn’t you know? That young lord treats me extremely coldly.”
Reinhart said this while looking directly at Etienne. She wanted to say, “Well, maybe that’s because you’ve given him reason to,” but she held back. Instead, she asked something else.
“What did you say just now?”
“That he’s unrefined?”
“Not that.”
“His unique charm? Or the part where you asked if I like Fernando?”
“Yes, that. You asked if I like Fernando… Anyway, why would you suddenly ask something like that?”
“You just seem to get along so well…”
Etienne shook her head.
“If that’s all, you should’ve just asked if we’re close.”
“Because you were staring at him so intently.”
“…”
When Etienne stood frozen, Reinhart turned back to look at Fernando.
“Did you know you sometimes stare at him like that? At first, I couldn’t understand what that look meant. But now I think I get it. You wouldn’t look at someone like that unless you liked them.”
At Reinhart’s words, Etienne gave a self-deprecating smile. She had never looked at Fernando with affection.
That affection belonged to the past. She had only stared because it felt so strange to see the Fernando she once adored treating her with kindness now.
The Fernando she remembered wouldn’t have looked back at her in such a moment. He would’ve already walked away long ago…
“I don’t like Fernando.”
Etienne shook her head. She didn’t feel obligated to reveal her feelings to anyone, but she didn’t want to be misunderstood.
After all, it had taken her family’s ruin and even her own life’s sacrifice to sever those feelings—to ensure not a single hair on Fernando’s head was harmed. She refused to let anyone treat that lightly.
“But you’re not just pretending not to like him out of shyness, are you?”
“No, I’m not.”
Etienne met Reinhart’s eyes and spoke clearly. If he was going to doubt her, he shouldn’t have voiced his suspicion in the first place.
“Really? I suppose I must’ve been mistaken, then.”
Reinhart raised both hands dismissively and stepped back, as if signaling he wouldn’t press the matter further. Etienne watched him for a moment, then followed Fernando.
‘So that’s how I’ve been looking at Fernando…’
Regardless of her true feelings, it seemed she really had been staring. She resolved to be more careful.
“How am I supposed to take anything else out!”
A loud voice suddenly sounded nearby, startling Etienne. Several large bags lay lined up in front of a flustered maid, while Sola stood there, clearly irritated.
“But they said we can’t load everything onto the carriage…”
“Why not?”
Sola asked the maid, exasperated.
“They said only three bags are allowed.”
The maid shrank in on herself as she relayed the message, but Sola didn’t seem to care.
Etienne watched them for a moment, then turned away.
“You’re not stepping in.”
The Crown Prince Reinhart had appeared beside her again—she didn’t even notice when he’d arrived. Etienne sighed.
“There’s no reason for me to interfere. Besides, isn’t this exactly the sort of situation you, Your Highness, should be handling?”
“Why me?”
“Because you arranged the carriages for us.”
Etienne looked pointedly at Reinhart, as if urging him to go deal with Sola already. The Crown Prince simply shrugged and pointed with his finger.
Following the direction of his finger, Etienne saw Counselor Alex already approaching Sola to speak with her.
“I don’t even have to move.”
“True enough. But you only have one Counselor Alex to stand in for you.”
“One is enough. Alex handles the work of several people.”
“But he still only has one body.”
Reinhart looked at Etienne, puzzled, until she nodded toward another spot.
Only then did he notice Hana hadn’t finished moving her luggage either, for similar reasons. He let out a dry chuckle.
“Since Counselor Alex is over there, perhaps Your Highness should go handle that side?”
Etienne gave a small smirk and turned away. She’d finished packing and intended to board the carriage early to wait for everyone else.
[This is the timeline separator]“Hana Josh.”
“Your Highness.”
Hana, who had merely been staring at her bags without moving, greeted the approaching Crown Prince.
“It seems we should be leaving soon, but there’s a problem, isn’t there?”
“Well…”
Hana glanced from the Crown Prince back to her bags. Reinhart followed her gaze to the row of overstuffed luggage. He waited a moment to see what she’d say.
“I plan to take just one of these, but I haven’t decided which bag to choose yet.”
It was an unexpected answer.
“At first, I packed too greedily, but I really only need one. Which bag should I take?”
At Hana’s innocent question, Reinhart looked surprised for a moment, then replied.
“Well then, good luck with that. We’ll be departing soon, so you’d better choose quickly.”
Reinhart explained kindly and turned to leave, apparently deciding there was no reason to linger. As soon as he walked away, Hana’s innocent expression instantly twisted into irritation.
She’d just seen how the Crown Prince sent Counselor Alex to resolve Sola’s baggage complaint. She couldn’t possibly whine about the exact same issue herself.
After all, this trip was solely intended to maintain a good relationship with the Crown Prince.
‘So I absolutely cannot reveal my true feelings.’
Thus, she’d deftly steered the conversation toward choosing a bag. Still, Hana wasn’t in a good mood herself. She’d packed so much, yet most of it now couldn’t come along. How could she feel cheerful?
‘I’ll have to leave almost all my dresses behind.’
Worse, even a single bag held only so many outfits, meaning she’d have to wash and reuse clothes during the trip.
‘If I’d known this would happen, I’d have made up a different excuse.’
Instead of saying she couldn’t decide which bag to take, she should’ve claimed she needed frequent outfit changes due to poor health. But since that hadn’t occurred to her earlier, there was nothing she could do now.
“Pack as much as possible into the three bags.”
At Hana’s order, the maid silently unzipped the bags.
“Reduce the clothes. It’ll be better to buy new ones on the way, so prioritize items that can be sold for money.”
“I’ll pack mostly jewelry and money, then.”
Hana nodded and glanced sideways at the carriage the Crown Prince had entered.
He hadn’t chosen a bag for her himself—a clear sign he held no particular regard for her. That only made Hana more determined.
“We’ll see about that.”
She’d always been the center of attention wherever she went. Soon enough, even the Crown Prince would understand why she received so much attention.
Not long after, once Hana’s luggage was finally loaded onto the baggage cart, they were ready to depart. The six-horse carriage finally began to move, over three hours later than originally planned.
The journey had begun—a trip that would take twelve days round-trip, and who knew how much longer once they arrived and attended to their business.
Etienne glanced at Crown Prince Reinhart seated across from her, Fernando beside him, and Hana next to her, then quietly suppressed a sigh.
‘I have a feeling this is going to be an uncomfortable journey.’
She prayed that nothing at all would go wrong during the trip.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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