The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets

Chapter 11

It was Hannibal who opened the door at Abella’s permission.

Hannibal bowed to Abella. Abella asked in a stern voice.

“What happened?”

Hannibal replied with a polite voice.

“Miss, Arsene, the Duke of Sirius has requested a visit.”

The Duke of Sirius.

Abella’s hand slipped off the table.

Arsene Sirius.

It was the name of the boy who was Abella’s fiancé.

And now he was the master of Sirius.

*

Abella was back.

That was a fact that Arsene was familiar with.

In fact, he had expected it. Abella and Carlo were brother and sister and had always had a deep relationship, so of course, Abella would come to see Carlo off on his last journey.

And it was a fact that maybe she would sit on top of Amerigo, who lost its master.

Arsene’s eyes darkened.

The feelings that had been suppressed so far seemed to burst out.

Abella could not reject Arsene.

It was because there was something between them that had not yet been sorted out.

“Abella.”

The name he put in his mouth after a long time was still sweet and bitter. Just like the lady who drifted away when he thought about her.

*

There was nothing to worry about.

Abella had some work to settle with Arsene.

She owed him an apology.

Abella said slowly.

“......I will meet him. Could you tell him to come here?”

“Yes, miss.”

Hannibal politely bowed.

Enoch looked at Abella’s expression. It was true that they have been together for a long time, but Abella did not tell Enoch everything.

She always kept her secrets locked away in a corner.

Enoch had closed his eyes, pretending not to know.

But, Arsene.

Arsene Sirius, his name was also famous in Vincent. Not only did he inherit the prestigious Sirius, but he was also said to have advanced Sirius further with his brilliant resourcefulness.

Moreover, he had been single so far.

He was often considered the most wanted man amongst the aristocratic nobles.

Enoch looked at Abella with a subtle expression and raised his body.

Now was the time to step back.

“There seems to be a story between you.”

Enoch threw the words as lightly as possible.

“....What?”

“Your expression is exactly that. I’ll be back in a little while.”

Enoch winked and avoided her gaze.

While leaving the room, Enoch wanted Abella to catch him. Enoch wanted Abella to talk about Arsene and tell him to stay there, as it had been when she was faced with any problem so far.

However, Abella did not catch Enoch.

This meant that Arsene was not the one who made Abella physically or financially ‘disturbed’.

Enoch peeled the skin of the candy with a hasty hand and put it in his mouth.

After the sweetness spread, it seemed that the nerves that had become sharpened seemed to subside.

“Tsk.”

It would have been better if Arsene was the one who made Abella troubled. That would have been an adequate excuse to kick him out.

Enoch walked slowly.

And, as expected, he was able to run into a man named Arsene.

He was a man with sharper eyes than Enoch thought.

He looked dangerous in some ways.

Enoch chewed the candy hard.

‘It won’t be easy.’

Whatever Arsene meant to Abella. Enoch clicked his tongue out of disapproval.

*

“Arsene....”

Abella barely opened her lips and called Arsene’s name.

He was still.

His bright blond hair shone like the sun, and his emerald eyes that used to be full of tenderness sparkled.

He had changed from a boy to a man.

Just as how Abella became a woman from a girl.

“You haven’t forgotten my name.”

A cold voice flowed through Arsene’s lips.

‘What was he talking about? Was that all he had to say after not meeting her for a long time?’

She couldn’t possibly blame Arsene.

Arsene’s hostility toward Abella was natural.

She was the one who abandoned all her pride and rejected Arsene, who held onto Abella.

Arsene, who had begged her not to go and not to abandon him, had been blindly refused.

Then she left.

As if she would never come back.

It must have been Abella that made Arsene’s friendly smile and gentle gaze cold like the frost of winter.

Abella reached out with an awkward smile.

“It’s been a while, Arsene. How have you been?”