I Give Up on the BL Novel's Male Leads - Chapter 32
“Lord Wignum is a good man. He said he won’t have any affairs, and he only wants to have children with you.”
Illein couldn’t respond joyfully to that.
It felt as if all her efforts were being invalidated overnight.
“If we have provided for you, then you should repay that debt.”
“…Father.”
“The Prince and you can sort it out yourselves. And even if you refuse, I’ve already agreed with Marquis Wignum to send you as the future Marchioness. If you want to graduate from the academy, you must comply.”
“Come on, speak a bit more kindly. You’re going to frighten Illein.”
As if her opinions matter, her mother pretended to care, and her father issues commands oppressively, Illein felt they were too hateful.
However, she didn’t want to make things worse, so she silently wiped away her tears without responding.
Everything would be over soon.
She just wanted to escape from this dreadful place as quickly as possible, confined in the narrow carriage.
When arriving at the Thierry mansion, her parents did not get out.
“We have to go back to work at the Duke’s estate.”
“Can you manage alone?”
“…Yes.”
Illein watched as her parents boarded the carriage and left again.
She was somewhat relieved. Without her parents around, she could be more comfortable in the mansion.
She sighed as she entered the house.
She wanted to wash immediately; the spilled tea had ruined her clothes, and she felt sticky.
The old and dilapidated Thierry mansion was lacking in many ways, especially the bathroom. Hot water was a dream, and even running water was a rarity due to the state of disrepair.
Illein removed her ring and stripped down, taking only a towel with her to the attached bathroom.
“Ha…”
Illein had to use her abilities to bathe since the water was trickling too slowly otherwise.
Being a water elemental meant she could create water, but she couldn’t heat it, so she had to settle for a cold wash.
Illein shivered from head to toe due to the chilly sensation enveloping her.
Thanks to the magic she had set up, a brush autonomously scrubbed her back and body. As she washed, memories of the luxurious warmth from the bath at Marquis Wignum’s residence the day before made her mood even gloomier.
As she was drying her hair after her bath,
– Bzzz! Bzzz!
It sounded like someone was ringing the house’s doorbell.
Illein considered ignoring it, but then she thought it might be Damon.
However, not wanting to meet, she deliberately went downstairs in the guise of Illenas. Damon tended to leave quickly when she was Illenas.
– Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Who is it?”
– Wham.
The door swung open as it was struck, showing how old the door handle was.
“Hey, Illein…! Who are you?”
It was Willai Macintosh who had pushed the door open with such force.
“Ah…”
Illein inadvertently looked at him with a displeased face.
“Who, who, who are you? Isn’t this Baron Thierry residence?”
Unbeknownst to Illein, this day marked the beginning of Willai’s first love.
Illein, who didn’t want to see Willai, just stepped back and said,
“You’ve come to the wrong place. Please leave.”
As she tried to close the door, Willai stopped it with his hand and pleaded.
“Who are you! Do you know Illein Thierry?”
“No.”
“Don’t lie to me!”
“Yes, I lied. Please leave.”
She struggled to close the door, but perhaps due to her female form, she lacked the strength and the door swung open again.
“Who are you? Why are you in the Thierry mansion?”
Illein wondered why Willai was behaving this way.
She was displeased by what had happened during the day that merely seeing him again soured her mood.
She inherently didn’t want to hate anyone. Life was too short to focus only on the negatives.
But seeing Willai made her feel as if all her benevolence was evaporating.
“Let go of the door, or I will call the police.”
“Could, could you be Lady Illenas?”
“Yes.”
Illein was skeptical about how he knew of her existence, but she sighed and responded.
After all, Illenas’s existence wasn’t a complete secret.
She had often explained that while Illein attended the academy, the frail Illenas stayed only at the mansion.
“Then why deny it…?”
“Please leave. It’s late.”
“No, just a moment!”
Every time Illein tried to close the door, his hand reached out to stop it, which greatly annoyed her.
She couldn’t bring herself to look at him harshly, but she looked at him warily and said,
“Would you let go, please?”
“I just want to talk for a bit.”
“I don’t want to. If you grab me one more time, I’ll call the police.”
Obsessive peony
Bro leave 🙄