Beware of the Brothers - Chapter 17.5

Ethan’s POV

“There was nothing unusual about what I’ve seen and told you so far.”

Of course, the target of the report was Hari Ernst, who is currently escorted by him.

“I didn’t even hear the conversation inside.”

She remained a bright face until she climbed the wagon, and it was a more friendly atmosphere than when she first met with Ms. Velontia

“If nothing had happened, why would she have such a face? I just couldn’t help to noticed.”

As soon as Ethan’s words ended, a cold voice struck, and Eugene seemed unpleasant from the moment before.

Ethan asked after seeing his face.

“Does she?”

That is, he was asking if he could approach the area that was not allowed until now.

Then, he would be able to closely understand the conversations in the enclosed space as well as the work and actions when he was alone in a private space.

Of course It was something that had to be done in secret without the consent of the escort, and that was why Ethan had never been allowed to ask up until now.

“I asked to you to be an escort, not to monitor.”

Again, Eugene replied undoubtedly. As if trying to discuss something that wasn’t even worth telling, Ethan’s gaze was sharp.

Ethan bowed his head to respect his will.

“Tell me what she told you before I arrived.”

Eugene still smirked with a cool face.

In fact, Ethan thought Hari Ernst’s appearance was not so different from usual, but he faced it now.

It wasn’t what the duke was looking at, and from that point on, he was revealing a chill.

“Drink ..”

Ethan should say this, but he pondered for a while. He was even hesitant because he remembered telling Hari,

‘I will pretend not be able to hear it this time.’

But soon afterward, he was pushed by Eugene’s eyes that made him slipped, and eventually he opened his mouth.

“So, you want to drink…”

At that moment, Eugene’s glamorous glare drew a shallow bend, and Ethan looked at it and duly excused Hari without knowing it.

“But I have never witnessed the appearance of the duke drinking until now. So, I think it was simply a matter of mood.”

In Ethan’s words, Eugene felt a subtle feeling that couldn’t be used in words.

Erich took his liquor and drunk when he came to his office the other day.

When he think of it, his mind became more complex and subtle….

It is also called puberty or rebellion. Was it a phenomenon that once comes to children of that age?

“I think she is concerned with the work of a maid named Sarah.”

And the sound of his aide mouth, followed by Eugene, removed the thoughts in his head from the back.

“The butler answered her as you asked in advance, she was immediately satisfied with the words of the butler.”

Ethan looked at Eugene’s face, saying what he had been keeping in mind for a while. He was listening to what Ethan said.

“I think it make sense if the maid who was attending the market right next to her disappeared one morning, she may have felt regret.“

In Ethan’s words, Eugene said naturally, sympathizing and passing by.

“Yes, it could be.”

There was no agitation in his face. After a while, Ethan’s lips widened slowly.

“Did the maid really return to her hometown?”

Ethan was rather frightened by the voices that sounded in the quiet room. Actually, he didn’t intend to show this suspicious young mind directly like this.

When he looked at the duke face, the question that he had been swallowing up inside was leaking out of his mouth without his knowledge.

“Why? You wonder if I even killed the maid?”

Ethan erected his back on the line that slipped silently. The duke was inexhaustible, his voice alone contained the power to make the listener tense.

“No matter how much I say, I do not kill a person who is not good enough to die.”

They were talking a young girl, and the word slipped so easily from his mouth.

“Or, are you worried that I might have cut the maid’s hand?”

Ethan denied right away. But just a little while ago, Eugene must have known what he was thinking and saying this to his mouth.

“I always pay close attention to it. But later to myself I said, what if I find out that the maid who made the mistake is wrong? And if she find out what I was doing?

Upon hearing that, Ethan recalled Hari Ernst, whom he had been watching.

Indeed, as he said, she used to look closely at everything around her, and Ethan often looked down at the snack package he had received from Hari, but…

In front of his siblings, Eugene Ernst is infinitely caring and looks like a good brother, but originally Ethan knew he was a completely different person.

“Do you think I’m going to take that risk?”

What Eugene said right now was the same as saying that there was no reason not to harm a maid if she had nothing to worry about.

Because the maid hurt his sister, not anyone else…

But if so, why did you put me next to the lady, as another risk factor? Ethan swallowed another question this time into his neck.

Eugene finally smiled at him. He kept working cold, with his expression completely removed.

“Fold the maid over the subject and leave it aside. Don’t cross the line. It’s not your role to question. Do you know what I mean?”

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

“Stop going back and do your job.”

That’s all the conversation allowed. Ethan bowed deeply to Eugene and then stepped back.

Eugene’s POV

After Ethan left the door, Eugene remained alone in a quiet room, leaning back on a chair. He remember what happened around the evening and lowered his pupils.

Hari said she felt happy today, but Eugene wasn’t deceived by her.

She laughed so much when she tried to hide something from him.

‘How is my aunt? The Madam who came in as a tutor? Is she good to you?’

‘Hm. You have nothing to worry about.’

It has always been like that since she was a child. Hari lied to him with a smile on her face many times.

‘Right.’

‘Everyone is good to me. Aunty and Madam is kind to me. So you don’t have to worry.’

‘Don’t worry about me. I’m really fine.’

Eugene was relieved to hear his aunt and the Madam is doing a good job. And she’s doing great without trouble.

He learned later about her, although they used to talk to each other everyday. It was just after hearing Erich’s words that came to him and questioning the servants.

‘She’s crying.’

Eugene made a decision that day, ‘She hates to eat alone.’

Countless times he blamed himself for the stupidity of himself, who immediately believed that smile and her saying that she was okay.

‘But it doesn’t seem to be the only reason, and I think what my aunt said to me.’

When he think about what his aunt, Mrs. Lenoard, did to Hari, and forced her then pull Hari out that day, he’s still feeling cold.

It was his feeling. During the training period of the Madam, she was ill and bruised on her legs.

Later, the fact that it was told to him by Mrs. Vastia, Eugene still couldn’t forget the feeling of regret.

The torture that Hari actually suffered while he didn’t know was more than that, but nevertheless.

Nevertheless, she never asked for help, nor did she reveal her situation to the outside, but rather, she always read and comforted him.

Encouraging him that he’s doing well, many times, many times, saying everything will be okay..

He don’t know how much comfort he received from her while she was away.

The letters that Hari had sent him have not been thrown away, but kept in a drawer.

When Eugene replied with a weak heart in his reply, her words of encouragement returned without fail.

She raised him up from down several times, which was so difficult that he seemed to collapse even now.

It been six years since they’re standing there. So, Eugene now wanted to make her truly smile.

To forcibly endure something, to hide her desire to cry, he did not want to force a smile on her, he wanted to make her smile with joy and happiness.

And now he wanted to protect anyone from being hurt for any reason, but Hari still smiled like that in front of him again today.

“Why…”

A whisper whispered across the quiet room. Eugene couldn’t figure out why. Why did Hari have to smile with such an expression?

“Just grab it and go to her.”

His hand was slowly squeezed while recalling the memory. The warmth that was held in his hand was still lingering.

And the emptiness he felt the moment her body temperature passed out from his hand..

He will catch her again.

Even though he couldn’t understand it, emotions similar to foolishness shook his head. Eugene grabbed it again and closed his eyes.

Somehow, today was more tiring than the other days.