History at the Library - Chapter 142
One day later, two days later, and another Sunday, Julian’s love offensive continued. He sent expensive gifts every morning, struggled with every road that Cardel passed, and invited her to dinner every day.
She used to be frightened by the Emperor’s appearance and save herself, but one day she slowly began to get used to this unfamiliar routine.
Unfortunately, humans were animals of adaptation.
Cardel stared at Julian, who was kicking a decorative stone in the garden for no reason. She would always notice it like a ghost and pretend to know it first, but today she came across it first.
She let out a small sigh through her nose that no one could hear.
She thought this prank lasted quite a while. At first, she threw a suspicious look at him, wondering how he was trying to bully her this time. She thought maybe he was being nice and coaxing and then working behind the scenes to hit the back of her head even bigger.
“Just as the Duke did.”
Cardel had been burned by the Duke of Bron once or twice. At least she knew this was an abnormal change. Just because the Emperor was nice to her, he was not so insincere and thoughtless as to approach her without warning.
There must be something up his sleeve.
However, as the day went by, Cardel had no choice but to ask, “‘hy?’ No matter how close I looked at him, I couldn’t read his insidious thoughts. It just seemed like he was blindly seeking for love. Why did he change his attitude so quickly?
Would it have been different if he had been so kind from the beginning?
Cardel thought of the ‘first’. First man, first love, first kiss, or sex. The Duke of Bronn took all her firsts. He approached with a friendly smile that she had always admired, shook the whole thing and tore her heart apart and left. However, the first gentle image he had was imprinted on her mind and never left like an afterimage whenever she encountered him.
He couldn’t believe in love. No, he can’t trust people’s sincerity.
The Duke of Bron, who was more friendly than anyone else, now treated her as a toy to play with. Cardel still found it hard to accept the moment when his attitude suddenly changed. She couldn’t believe it, so she thought it was just temporary.
If she waited a little longer, he’ll be back the way he was. He was a good person who cared about small things and cared about her. She’s been hurt a lot now, that’s why. When tomorrow comes, they will kiss her forehead and whisper that she had a nightmare.
But now Cardel knows. The moment she received the Emperor’s attention, she was abandoned.
The Duke of Bron originally brought Carmel from the Normandy estate for that purpose. To seduce the Emperor into completely falling for her and use her as a weakness. To do so, Cardel needed to truly love Duke Bron.
At first, she denied it fiercely, and then was busy chasing her feelings as if she knew nothing. She closed her eyes and blocked her ears, but she had no choice but to take it slowly amid repeated situations.
If it weren’t for Vivian, I’d still live with my ears shut, believing in his words as the truth.
It was already a broken relationship like a broken piece of glass. She would have blamed herself for the loss of the Duke of Bron’s heart, and continue being hurt.
Cardel recalled Vivian’s novel. And it was an opportunity to rethink what the Duke of Bron was like in the novel. He was a highly calculating human being who weighed people’s emotions.
Except for the unrealistic elements of the novel, it was the Duke of Bron of Reality. Vivian had a better grasp of the Duke of Bron than Cardel had ever met in person.
I was the only one who was stupid. Yeah, just me.
Suddenly, she felt sad and bit her lower lip. Tears filled around her eyes were about to flow down.
Cardel strode up to Julian and said out of the blue.
“Ugh, huh, what the hell is wrong with you?”
He was startled and stiffened for a moment by the sudden popping out of the bushes. He seemed very embarrassed. White hair covering the forehead and round eyes were really like rabbits.
“Why, why are you crying? Did you get sick or something…”
“Please answer me, please.”
She cried earnestly, closing her eyes tightly. A restless hand wandered around her.
“I’ll answer anything.”
Julian said, clumsily wiping her eyes with his sleeves. Her head shook up and down in the rough touch. Cardel was so sad that he shed more tears and sniffled.
A heart already tattered with wounds pushed him away with instinct.
“Why are you suddenly interested in me? Is it a new game?”
“We are… ”
“Oh, this mischievous play is unbearable. Your Majesty, please stop.”
“Just keep cursing and trampling me like before. I… I…”
Don’t make me look forward to it. She blurted the end of her speech to the point that he could hardly hear.
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