You’ll Regret It - Chapter 24

“Do you, by any chance, love me?”

 

Yuri looked at Lark’s face. As she looked at his face, she soon had to lower her head. His face was subtly hardened. The blanket in her hand was slowly wrinkling.

 

‘…… He won’t be able to love me.’

 

Ironically, it occurred to Yuri every time he told her what was good about her. She was feeling it every day. Who could love her? What was there to love about her? Yuri knew how to look at herself objectively. She didn’t have a single thing to catch other people’s attention. There was not a single thing like beautiful appearance, wealth, or health.

 

“Please forget what I just said…”

 

It wasn’t a big deal, but she felt like shw was about to cry. After Yuri dabbed the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, she spoke to Larkshid.

 

“I, I… … That, just.”

 

Yuri was not beautiful. Although her skin disease has improved, her appearance was not outstanding. Her family has a lot of money, but she has long been abandoned by the family. She couldn’t even bear children.

 

“Yuri.”

 

Lark approached her. He immediately embraced Yuri’s hand warmly.

 

“You still don’t believe me?”

 

“Me, I believe.”

 

“…… Yuri.”

 

“I, I was just, that… … ”

 

“Yuri.”

 

Tears started running down my cheeks. Rakshid gently wiped Yuri’s cheek with her finger. When did tears come out? She couldn’t tell.

 

“Are you suspicious of me?”

 

She gripped her bed sheet tightly. She then closed her eyes and shook her face to her left and right.

 

“Of course not. I have no doubts.”

 

“Isn’t it your side who didn’t love me?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then did my sincerity not reach you?”

 

“Oh, no.”

 

“….… Maybe my efforts weren’t enough?”

 

He looked like he was blaming himself deeply. Yuri then looked at his face. When she first saw it, she thought there would never be another face like that. His face was no longer scary.

 

Tears were about to fall from his blue eyes. It hurt her heart, and Yuri clenched her fists.

 

“Oh, I’m sorry, no. It’s not your lack of effort…… .”

 

“Thenn?”

 

“Ha, it was all my fault.”

 

Yuri spoke quietly. She gently stroked his cheek. Larkshid took her hand and kissed her lightly.

 

“La, there’s no way Lark could be lying.”

 

“Do you trust me, Yuri?”

 

“…La, I trust Lark’s words.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I, I’m sorry……”

 

Soon, Rakshid knelt under her bed.

 

“Don’t say that.”

 

“La, Lark… .”

 

“I don’t want to hear you say that.”

 

Yuri looked down at Larkshid. She was not used to the situation where she herself looked down at someone. She was always in a position where she had to bow or look up.

 

 

“… I never thought I’d be shaken like this.”

 

Larkshid then gently kissed Yuri’s feet. Yuri knew the meaning of the kiss on her feet. Yuri’s cheeks turned red. In retrospect, he has always treated Yuri with respect.

 

In this situation, she had only one thing to say to him.

 

“…… I love you.”

 

“I wanted to hear that from you.”

 

The stars were twinkling in the window. The moment she saw him more beautiful than the stars, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. Larkshid soon got up slowly and walked over to her side.

 

“Close your eyes.”

 

Yuri slowly closed her eyes at his words. He then kissed Yuri’s lips tenderly. Time seemed to have stopped. It was only for a moment that their lips met, but her heart beat as if it was broken.

 

‘Really, really, it was love.’

 

Looking back, he was always faithful to her. Every morning, he brought her own meals. He was always by her side, watching her, and whenever she went somewhere, he always carried her himself.

 

And at night, he always stroked her hair and put her to sleep. Then he always said,

 

“If I had known you back then, I wouldn’t have done what I did.”

 

“……Ah, no. After all, you also had a reason.”

 

“I’m sorry. I am always sorry.”

 

Then he always gave Yuri a sweet hug. That was love. He has always apologized to her from his heart.

 

Yuri hugged Larkshid tightly. She had nothing. Now all she had left was him. Larkshid was the only one who loved her.

 

“Me, for me…you’re the only one.”

 

Thinking of Larkshid, everything in the past seemed to be alright. A person who turned what she thought was okay into something really good. He was a person who made everything she has ever been through in the past insignificant.

 

To Yuri, he was the most precious person. He was the one who made this moment precious and made Yuri special.

 

He was a person who awakened a sense she had never felt before. The moment their lips parted, she soon spoke to him in her tearful voice.

 

“……I love you.”

 

Larkshid hugged her again and kissed her. She soon closed her eyes and accepted him completely. In front of Larkshid, Yuri could love herself.

 

She could love him. She couldn’t stand it because he was so lovely that he made her love her own past.

 

***

 

“Count, are you sick?”

 

“No.”

 

Larkshid answered, arranging the sleeves of the clothes he was wearing. He tied his hair up in a braid. As he raised his arms, the contrast of his red hair and the shirt clinging to his muscles caught his eye.

 

“Then the medicine… .”

 

“My wife’s body is too light. Without the medicine, she would not be able to bear it.”

 

He looked down at his hands. As with all knights, his hands were also full of scars. Northerners were mostly known for their large size and good looks. Although Larkshid was also tall, there were countless people who were taller than him.

 

‘Yes. It was too small. ‘

 

Larkshid had never in his life, never once thought of himself as being on the big side. He used to think he was average. He remembered Yuri’s little hands that he could wrap around.

 

“Still, isn’t it too much…”

 

“Is that too much?”

 

“…… Even if you say that the madam eats a hundred times more than a normal person, she won’t be able to take all of these herbs.”

 

His butler, John, looked down at the documents with disapproving eyes. Ten cartloads of medicinal herbs were all for one person, and it seemed like a waste.

 

“Then leave the rest to the market.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“My wife’s recovery comes first.”

 

The word ‘wife’ was offensive. John was awkward as Larkshid continued to check his clothes with a slight smile.

 

‘Since the ex-Countess died, nothing like this has ever happened…… .’

 

John didn’t like this now, even though he understood that Larkshid was approaching Yuri to gain her trust. In order to get Yuri’s cooperation, it was important to win more affection than favor.

 

So he understood when his lord set out to take care of Yuri. There was no easier way to earn a crush than to take care of the person when she was sick.

 

‘Did they say that her mother married a duke even though she was a commoner?’

 

It was clear that both mother and daughter had a talent for seducing people. John bit his lip.

 

“Count, is this really for Lady Senahan?”

 

At that moment, Larkshid’s movements stopped instantly. He looked at his reflection in the mirror.

 

‘What were I so happy about? Even paying attention to the way I was dressed?’ 

 

He felt like being hit in the head with a hammer. Senahan, the woman he loved the most.

 

She was a radiant beauty with scarlet hair and green eyes. Larkshid looked at the portrait of her that was resting on his desk. Next to her was a man who was not Larkshid. She did not choose Larkshid. But Larkshid loved Senahan.

 

‘I love Senahan…’

 

After Senahan’s husband died, she and her young son, Edrato, came to Larkshid for help.

 

Larkshid, who loved her, accepted them. He thought that one day Senahan’s heart would come to him.

 

‘The only one I love is Senahan.’

 

But Senahan probably didn’t love him. Larkshid swallowed a bitter laugh.

 

Senahan was dead. After her disappearance after she went on New Year’s celebration, she never came back. And a few days later, Senahan returned as a corpse.

 

‘I ..To avenge Senahan, that’s why I’m living.’

 

It was no exaggeration to say that he was alive to avenge Senahan. It was obvious who was responsible for the murder of the Countess of Erentail. The perpetrator didn’t even try to hide himself.

 

‘That disgusting emperor… To destroy Espelt.’

 

From the pocket of the dead Senahan, a cloth that was only used in the Imperial Palace came out. Around that time, Larkshid had refused to participate in the war. The retaliation was clear. Even though he knew the culprit, he couldn’t do anything.

 

“Thank you, John.”

 

Saying so, Larkshid ruffled his hair, which had been carefully tied up, again. Long hair hung down his back.

 

It was clear that he was too obsessed with this kind of couple play. His purpose was clear then and now.

 

‘Use that woman to destroy Espelt.’

 

He didn’t love Yuri, he couldn’t love her.  He was so absorbed in his role-play that he must have mistaken for the moment that he loved her.

 

‘Oh, I guess I was just excited about this.’

 

Looking back, Senahan had never done anything like this with him. Like having a meal together, making eye contact, talking to him, and confessing her love to him.

 

At the first thing he did, he started to get excited like a little kid. He didn’t know love. His heart was beating low, a pounding different from love.

 

‘I will never be shaken again.’

 

Under his feet, a swampy shadow caught him. It was like Senahan’s shadow, and it was also like his regrets. He looked at the mirror reflecting himself transparently. Yuri was not there.