I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 22
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The puzzling part was that Rix, the patient, wasn’t following along at all. Hearing his answer, Ivonne was a bit perplexed.
“Rix is the patient here, but why is Rix leaving the infirmary? If anyone should leave, it’s me. But… I thought it might be better if someone else did it rather than doing it alone.”
“I’m really fine.”
What on earth was with those large glasses! Rix was not making any attempt to take off his glasses.
“Looking at the size of the glasses, it seems like your eyesight is not that good… How can you treat it without taking off the glasses?”
“I’ll just wipe off the blood and put the glasses back on.”
While Ivonne grew increasingly frustrated, Rix remained nonchalant. Even the determination not to take off his glasses was apparent. So, Ivonne had no choice but to step back.
“Okay, I understand. Then I’ll go outside… No, it’s not like you’re undressing. Why do I have to leave?”
With Ivonne’s sudden attack, Rix seemed confused and tightly shut his mouth. Although it had only been three days since they met, there were certain aspects that one could grasp regardless of the duration.
‘I guess I won’t hear the answer I want.’
It was absurd to behave as if taking off glasses were akin to undressing. Despite the strangeness, it was futile to engage in a verbal wrestling match with someone this stubborn. Moreover, it would be better to quickly treat the injury instead of arguing.
“Well, if there’s any trouble… you’ll have to call me. I’ll be waiting by the door.”
“Yes, understood.”
Only then did Rix open his mouth and answer obediently. Ivonne looked at him with an unsatisfied gaze and left the infirmary.
The heavy sliding door opened, and after the closing sound, Rix took off his glasses and carefully used a clean, disinfected cloth to stop the bleeding on his forehead.
The muscles on his forearm, lightly touching his forehead, revealed a distinct scar.
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On the same day, around late evening, the doorbell rang.
“Huh?”
The clock she absentmindedly checked was already pointing to eight. Ivonne, sitting on the sofa, closed her book and got up from her seat.
“Who is it?”
“….”
Although she asked from the entrance, there was no response. Ivonne, feeling unnecessary anxiety, strengthened her voice and asked again.
“Who is it?”
“…It’s me.”
With the answer, Ivonne felt her untidy hair, which was disheveled from not being tidied up after washing.
“Rix?”
The one who came during her private time at eight in the evening was none other than her neighbor. They had left work together two hours ago. They had decided to delay dinner.
“I have something for you.”
At Rix’s words, Ivonne quickly opened the door. Rix, who hadn’t changed his clothes since leaving work, was in the attire of an imperial servant. Before Ivonne could ask, he unexpectedly handed out a paper bag and said,
“Thank you for the handkerchief earlier.”
“Oh, earlier… ah.”
It was only now that Ivonne recalled that the makeshift bandage on Rix’s injured forehead was her handkerchief. Looking closely, the ribbon tied to the handle of the paper bag he handed over had the logo of a high-end men’s clothing store that sold premium handkerchiefs.
“Oh my, this is Lenoel’s logo, isn’t it?”
Ivonne slightly opened her mouth.
The dignity expenses for internal affairs department employees were not a small amount, but Lenoel was such an expensive brand that even saving for three months wouldn’t be enough to buy the cheapest handkerchief. Moreover, handkerchiefs were even more expensive than pocket squares. Why would Rix, who had just started working, have the money to buy such an expensive handkerchief?
‘Oh, is he really a parachute hire?’
Now, with the busy schedule approaching the crown prince’s birthday party, it was possible if he was someone from a powerful noble family with enough influence to intervene in the internal affairs department.
Although it was hard to imagine a family powerful enough to meddle in internal affairs other than the imperial family, one couldn’t rule out such a strong noble family.
“Please accept it.”
“Ah, Rix. This is too expensive. The handkerchief I used is a cheap one.”
“It’s my….sincerity.”
Ivonne looked uncomfortable, but Rix was more stubborn.
Despite appearing timid and indecisive, Rix’s persistence was as strong as a bull. In the end, he succeeded in handing over the handkerchief to Ivonne. Perhaps he was more of a stubborn person than a bull.
“I wonder if it’s okay to accept this…”
Expensive gifts that don’t fit into everyday life can be burdensome and lack practicality. Ivonne still looked uneasy, but Rix, with his messy bangs covered by a thick gauze on his torn forehead, seemed to like it.
There’s a saying that purchasing an expensive gift when you don’t have much money is similar to buying the satisfaction the recipient feels at that moment. The radiant sparkle in Rix’s violet eyes under the light from Tens Mansion seemed to convey Ivonne’s inner satisfaction just by seeing him pleased.
“Thank you.”
Hearing her gratitude, it was only natural for Rix to flash the bright smile he had shown at their first meeting.
