The Story Is Not Over Yet - Chapter 62

Chapter 62

“…Did you know?”

Azela asked.

Zagnac took his eyes from the documents he was looking at. His curved eyes seemed to grasp the intention of the question, though he tilted his head instead of answering.

Azela frowned at his ignorant attitude and thought of that night. Obviously that night, he had said.

“Perhaps she will no longer move on her own anyway… She will try not to do anything that is not good for her body anymore.”

He seemed to already know Sylvia’s condition. Azela, who lowered her gaze, stared at him and continued her words.

“Sylvia’s physical condition.”

“Ah…”

After a brief exclamation, Zagnac glanced at Azela with an excited look. After examining her expression, he clenched his chin and asked.

“Looks like you know.”

As expected, he knew. Looking at that calm attitude, she suddenly became furious and turned her head quickly. If she thought he was close, he was actually far away, and if she thought he was far away, he was actually close… She didn’t know which beat to match.

Azela pretended to be calm and cleared her throat.

“Yes… Why didn’t you tell me?”

Zagnac did not answer her for a moment. In the breathtaking silence, Azela turned her head and looked at him again. He was gazing at her, still clenching his chin.

Eventually, he slowly opened his red lips.

“Because I thought it was none of my business.”

At the cold words, Azela bit her lower lip hard again. She let out a breathless laugh and shook her head, bowed down, and shrugged.

“In a sense, you are amazing.”

“I wasn’t sure because it was unstable. Besides, I thought you would definitely care about many things if I let you know.”

“Whether I care about it or not, it’s up to me.”

Azela unknowingly raised her voice towards Zagnac in a nervous tone. An unpleasant silence settled in the study room. Although she said she wouldn’t care, her cold demeanor always preceded her feelings of displeasure.

She ruffled her hair back with an annoyed hand.

“…Humans are very difficult.”

Zagnac, who had been staring at her for a long time, let out a small sigh, which was difficult to understand. His purple eyes were complicatedly clouded.

“Did I upset you again?”

“….”

“I thought it would be hard for you if I told you that a new life was growing in her stomach. I thought it was going to make you feel bad because it wasn’t a good thing.”

Saying so, he lowered his gaze as he tapped his fingers on the desk in a steady rhythm. Azela couldn’t take her eyes off him, fascinated by the eyes looking inside the long lashes. Zagnac’s soft voice seemed to whisper in her ear.

“I don’t want you to feel bad.”

Then, he raised his gaze upward.

Azela coughed at the blatant gaze that seemed to pierce her and turned her head away. Strangely, she didn’t know what to do with her body twisting whenever Zagnac looked at her like that.

“…Well, then that incense… No, Lina is the criminal who used poison… So, can you tell if my maid is included?”

As her face seemed to heat up, Azela slyly spoke.

Listening to her question, Zagnac briefly asked, ‘What?’ and his laughter filled the quiet study. It wasn’t bad to hear. Azela touched the end of the paperwork in front of her for nothing. He laughed for a long time before opening his mouth as he wiped the tears from his eyes with his index finger.

“No matter how great I am, I don’t know that since I can’t see the past or anything. It is not something that can be solved by feeling a new life.”

“…I see.”

“Then, what are you going to do now?”

“What?”

“You found out she was pregnant… What are you going to do now?”

Zagnac looked like he was looking forward to something from her. In a voice full of excitement, he seemed to ask, ‘Is there anything I can do to help?’ Azela stood up from the sofa she had been sitting on.

He raised his gaze with a blank look as Azela abruptly stood up.

“…Are you just going to leave it like this? You would need me.”

Azela turned without saying a word, so Zagnac hurriedly shouted from behind her. Azela smiled quietly as she watched him cry out to use him, and she left his mansion.

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“Everyone, get out! Get out!”

Returning to her mansion, as she climbed up to the third-floor, Azela heard a familiar shout in her ears. It’d been so long that she even missed it.

As she climbed the stairs, the first thing that caught her eye was the handmaids trembling in fear.

“What’s happening?”

Azela, who glanced down at the broken teacups and glasses in the third-floor hallway, asked the handmaid, and Lina ran to answer her.

“As the Madam commanded, I called the Todd’s family doctor, and Miss Sylvia…”

“…Ah.”

Hearing Lina’s answer, she turned her gaze back to Sylvia’s bedroom. The helpless doctor and handmaids stood there, unable to enter in front of her bedroom. Sylvia’s screams of refusing the doctor kept coming from inside.

“No one comes in! Don’t let anyone in because I don’t need it…! Get lost!”

Azela took a step towards Sylvia’s bedroom at the sound of her last groan as if pushed to the edge of the precipice. The doctor and handmaids, who spotted her, hurriedly bowed their heads toward her, showing courtesy.

“The examination?”

Azela asked the question to the doctor, pretending to be ignorant. The Todd family doctor took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his sweat-drenched forehead, shaking his head.

“Since I arrived, the door has been locked from the inside, so I haven’t been able to see her face, let alone examine her.”

“…Locked the door from inside?”

Saying that, she turned her head and stared at Sylvia’s bedroom. Daniel had been away for work, so the one with the highest power in this mansion was Azela.

She knocked on Sylvia’s bedroom door.

“Get lost!”

“…Open the door, Sylvia. Daniel ordered it directly. He is the Master of this mansion.”

Sylvia didn’t answer her voice. However, no matter how long she waited, she didn’t hear the bedroom door open.

Azela sighed lightly and turned her back to look at the helpless handmaids behind her. As she glanced around, she then pointed her finger at Lina, who had a nervous expression, clasping her hands behind her back.

“Lina.”

“Yes, yes! Madam.”

“Go down to the first floor and get the key to this room.”

“…Yes?”

“If she doesn’t want to open the door from inside, we have no choice but to force it. Sylvia has to see the doctor today.”

Azela spoke firmly to Lina.

The girl peered at the tightly closed bedroom door and Azela alternately with a worried face for a moment as her feet were shaking as if weighing it. Azela looked at her and stepped forward in front of Lina, placing her hand on the girl’s shoulder.

The girl’s swaying eyes slowly turned to Azela.

“Bring the key. Lina.”

“Ma, Madam.”

“And, you open the locked door.”

Involuntarily her hand, which was holding the girl’s shoulder, fell into the girl’s hands. Lina furrowed her eyebrows and glanced at Azela. The girl’s hands were shaking.

Seeing this, Azela lightly grabbed Lina’s hands and spoke strongly again.

“This is your last chance. Bring the key, Lina.”

“…Yes, yes.”

Lina, who had been swayed by her strong voice, nodded and looked at Sylvia’s bedroom door with anxious eyes. Nonetheless, she soon turned around and went down to the ground floor to get the keys.

At the same time, Sylvia groaned beyond the bedroom door as she heard Azela’s voice to bring the keys.

“Who is going to open the door to my bedroom! Even Madam can’t do such a thing!”

“…Normally it would be, but now it’s different. Didn’t you listen to that? It’s Daniel’s order, not mine, to see the doctor.”

“I’ll tell Daniel myself, so Madam doesn’t have to worry about it!”

“You’d better get checked out. The Todd family’s doctor is very good. Normally, it would be difficult even to get a medical examination.”

“I’ll do it myself!”

Azela sighed lightly at Sylvia’s voice, heard in screams. Meanwhile, Lina was seen running up the stairs in a hurry with the key in her left hand. The girl who jumped up at once gasped for breath and held out the key to her.

Azela, who looked at the key Lina held out to her, spoke to the girl in a sullen tone.

“Lina, you open it.”

“Ma, Madam.”