And Abella didn’t find Arsene when she returned to Timur. Until he visited first.

“I swear by this paper that I will be with you forever.”

‘I’m an idiot, believing in a piece of paper.’

Arsene gritted his teeth.

Purple eyes that shone like a crystal along with platinum hair and magical power that sparkled in the sunlight.

And the pink lips that always had a smile on them.

Her long hair always had a gentle fragrance of flowers, and she was like a wizard.

The wizard who made Arsene happy at every moment.

‘What kind of love are you talking about at only 15?’

Damn it.

‘If you still can’t forget Abella and have been hurt countless times, but you still follow her like a sunflower.. Then. What is this sickening feeling?’

Arsene touched his forehead.

It was actually good that Abella returned.

That was the truth.

Even though Arsene was hurt again that she didn’t come back and visit him first.

In the end, he couldn’t stand it and went to Abella first.

Was it a regret about the past that he did nothing to catch her?

Or still..

Arsene opened his lips.

“Hirden.”

“Yes?”

“In your opinion, will Abella’s engagement with me help her?”

“Yes?”

And here he was, thinking about something strange again.

This time, he would throw it away first.

With that promise..

However, with a thin wrist that would break at any moment, and a small face that would disappear from the world.....

“Yes?”

“No. That’s right.”

“....When will you be working—”

“Get out.”

At Arsene’s order, Hirden, with a face full of discontent, pulled out a file and left the office.

“For the sake of others.”

Arsene slumped into the chair.

No matter how many times he thought about it, Arsene couldn’t. He couldn’t abandon Abella.

Abella needed Arsene.

It was obvious that Amerigo’s distant males would rush to win a marriage with Abella.

Moreover, the family of the Duke of Sirius would become a strong shield for Abella.

The background of the only three dukes in the empire wasn’t so simple.

They were right next to the imperial system. The name of the family that had lived in Timur for centuries was better than any other male of Amerigo.

Arsene pushed the engagement certificate, which had occupied his desk for days, into the depths of the desk.

‘This.... This is for later.’

***

Mrs. Amerigo.

And the hillbilly Lorelia.

Among her relatives of Amerigo, she was known as a hillbilly.

Count Gilmus’ call wasn’t just once or twice, but it always put her into a miserable hellhole.

Lorelia’s hand trembled with shame. She stubbornly buried Simon’s stiff chin in her arms.

Mrs. Amerigo stepped through the gazes that still scanned her up and down like a worm.

Little by little, little by little.

As they moved forward, Mrs. Amerigo’s body shrunk little by little.

Like they would disappear and vanish as it was.

“Mrs. Amerigo.”

“Yes, uncle.”

She wasn’t even given a place to sit.

However, this was familiar, so she didn’t care.

Mrs. Amerigo strengthened both legs. Now, Simon felt like a strong shield to her.

Wasn’t the Amerigo family for the later generations?

No one could touch Simon.

No, those beasts would do it, but Mrs. Amerigo would somehow protect Simon.

Even if.

Even if she had to throw away Abella again.

“Do you think Abella’s actions are justified?”

“I have no authority to stop Abella, uncle.”

It was like getting a hearing.

In this place surrounded by so many people, there was no one on Mrs. Amerigo’s side here.

Mrs. Amerigo swallowed dry saliva.

‘Abella shouldn’t have come back......’

Mrs. Amerigo swallowed her bitter heart.

“You are her mother. Who will do it if you can’t? Abella is very rashly breaking all the traditions of Amerigo.”

Mrs. Amerigo lowered her eyes.

Breaking the tradition?

It wasn’t her daughter who was ruining Amerigo.

‘What crime did my poor and pitiful daughter commit!’

Her poor daughter, who was rejected and wounded by Amerigo because she was born on the day of Skellus.

The reason Mrs. Amerigo was vicious to Abella was to protect her.

She was born on the day of Skellus and labeled as dangerous based on the day she was born.

Children born on the Day of Skellus were either abandoned or killed by the family. They were buried alive in the ground.

That was something that shouldn’t be done to a newborn child!!

When she had to let go of Abella at the age 15, she couldn’t even hold Abella properly with her trembling hands.

Mrs. Amerigo’s world also collapsed.