I Became a Guide For My Childhood Friend - Chapter 38.2

Feeling sorry for the troubled employees, Yernia decided to ease their burden.

“Did Marquis Lecardo leave that behind?”

“What? Yes.”

“Oh, then please give it to me. I’ll hand  it over to him.”

“Will you? But who are you, my Lady?’

The staff usually didn’t approach the table except when they brought the food.

Probably, these women hadn’t heard the conversation a while ago.

Yernia introduced herself briefly.

“I’m Marquis Lecardo’s wife.”

“What?”

The staff couldn’t believe it.

Unfortunately, she had no way to verify her claims.

Fortunately, one of the employees seemed to have witnessed Yernia and Cassian sitting together.

He had testified that the bouquet was actually for Yernia.

“Oh, right. The wedding ring. Do you see the Marquis’ name ‘Cassian Lecardo’ written here?”

Cassian gave Yernia many rings, but she had revealed the simple ring with Cassian’s name engraved on its jewel.

The unsure employee took a deep breath.

Yernia left the restaurant with a bouquet in her arms.

It was already night, and Yernia hadn’t met Cassian yet.

The reason why he wasn’t coming out of his office was maybe that he had had a lot of work to do.

“Do you have another girl besides me, Cassian?”

Yernia put the flowers in a vase.

Cassian must have bought this so he could give it to that ‘pretty and cute woman’ but he wasn’t able to because she had stood him up.

She didn’t know why but after finding out it was Cassian who had left the bouquet at the restaurant, it felt like he would buy it next time so he could give it to her.

“Pretty.”

These flowers seemed too precious to be thrown away like this.

Yernia took a flower and brought it close to her nose so that she could smell it.

The scent was unique, so she put these stalks inside the vase.

She also couldn’t ask Cassian about the bouquet if she had thrown them away.

Her heart was brimming with excitement when she thought about arranging these flowers in a pretty vase and placing them on the table.

Yernia loved flowers very much.

As she picked the flower from the bouquet, a thorn had pricked her finger the same way it happened when she visited a flower shop in the past.

Her pale hands were covered in blood.

“Ouch.”

Unfortunately, the thorn had ruptured her skin deeply.

Yernia searched for a handkerchief to wipe the drops of blood trickling down her fingers.

However, she had no handkerchief to use because Yernia didn’t carry it around.

When she was forced to move to the other side of the table, the door opened just in time.

“What are those flowers?”

“Oh, I got this from the restaurant earlier. You left it behind.”

“…….”

Cassian still seemed to be in a bad mood.

He didn’t look as angry as he did before, but he didn’t look too happy, either.

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It was Cassian who entered since he was the owner of the room.

He had asked about them as soon as he came in, so he must have recognized them well.

He used to be in a good mood recently, but the events this afternoon must have affected him somehow.

“Why aren’t you with the opera singer?” Cassian asked as he approached her.

Yernia paused at the sudden remark.

“Did you know where that spineless bastard had rolled over?”

“What? Why are you talking about him like that, Cassian?”

“That opera singer was a man of no foundation, and he’s got a day’s worth of living with rich ladies. Such a cheap–”

“Stop it, Cassian.”

Yernia didn’t want to hear Cassian’s insults about Jennan anymore.

Why does he speak ill of Jennan every chance he gets?

“Had he done any harm to you? Why do you speak ill of Jennan?”

“What did he tell you, Yernia? How much do you know about him? Which side are you on?”

“What’s wrong with you? What you did to Jennan was rude, too, Cassian. Did you even reflect on yourself? I thought you might have done it just a little.”

“Self-reflection? Why would I do that? I would never.”

“Cassian.”

Yena was burning with ire.

He had hurt Jenan, but she made an excuse for Cassian, saying he didn’t mean anything, but it appeared he actually meant it.

“You shouldn’t care whether I’m meeting him or not.”

“If you don’t want me to care, then who will? You forgot I’m your husband, Yernia.”

“I was forced to marry you. You don’t have the right to look into private life. I’ll let you keep your privacy, too.”

Cassian laughed bitterly.

“Hahaha. Private life, you say?”

“Yes, private life! I don’t care about the girls you’re dating, either. I won’t bother asking because I don’t care about what you do.”

“Yena.”

Yernia was deeply moved.

He always used her nickname as an endearment during their childhood.

But now that they’re having an argument, he’s calling her Yena?

She was slightly hurt that he called her that—minus the affection–after he made that mistake first.

Cassian had never done that before, so it was even more so.

“I don’t want him to get hurt, so don’t worry about me meeting Jennan anymore. Just don’t say anything about it. You aren’t allowed to feel bad.”

Yernia liked Jennan’s stage.

His acting, singing, and performance on stage took Yernia’s soul.

“I don’t care anymore.”

At once, Cassian narrowed the distance between them.

Yernia was startled at the thought of Cassian holding her injured hand.

Only then did Cassian seem to have noticed her hand was bleeding.

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“When did you get hurt?”

Cassian took her hand.

Unlike his emotionless countenance, his hands were quite warm.

“You don’t have to know. Let’s just stop talking, Cassian. I’m tired of fighting with you.”

Deeply hurt, Yernia tried to pull her hand away from his clutches.