CH 19

I have no appetite.

My chest feels sick and my body feels heavy. Perhaps it’s because of indigestion caused by the luxurious meals I’m not used to eating every day.

After all, the food I eat at home is always simple.

Sometimes I want dessert or something a little more elaborate. However, if I express my dissatisfaction, my father will hold an elaborate explanation session at an incredible speed, and I won’t be released for half a day, so I don’t say anything. The taste is good, and I’m not hungry, so I have no complaints, but when I see the greatness of Castalde’s cooking, I can’t help but feel that it was simple.

However, even the best food can cause digestive problems if eaten every day.

While grumbling to the Castalde family’s chef, who I praised every day, to be a little more gentle on my stomach, I decided to take action immediately.

By the way, I decided to forget about the dream.

After all, a dream is just a dream. I thought it was simply because I spent the whole day with a beautiful person and stared at their face too much.

I also realized that expensive gifts were probably just to end things without any afterthoughts.

At the same time, my heart felt a twinge, but I interpreted it as my heart screaming in pain from taking too much damage.

Yesterday was a festival of various vague complaints such as palpitations, shortness of breath, dizziness, and headaches. It wouldn’t be strange if there was some damage left somewhere.

Alright, my doubts have been resolved.

I feel refreshed.

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Today, while keeping an eye on Aurelio, I’ll lower my level of attractiveness and have a heart-friendly day. Even if you are playing the role of a lover, you don’t have to be close to him every day.

We went shopping together yesterday, there’s no special business today, and there are no events, so time is passing by leisurely. The sky was calm and sunny, with a few clouds floating in it.

While pretending to take a walk, I hid from the ladies who seemed to be emitting death rays and searched for Aurelio.

Dorothea said she would have breakfast in her room, take a little rest, and then meet Aurelio again. She said she would try to probe him subtly, but I don’t expect anything from that. Dorothea’s eyes are clouded with love, so anything she hears will be interpreted in a rosy way.

I must grasp his true intentions no matter what.

With a determined spirit, my stomach ache seems to be relieved.

As I walked confidently, I spotted Aurelio in the corner of my eye!

I quickly hide in a nearby bush and watch him look up at the sky with a pained expression. Anyway, should I call out to him somewhere and try to talk to him indirectly? No, maybe I should keep an eye on his actions like this.

As I ponder, he returns to the building.

I can’t let him get away, so I put on a stern face and secretly search for his destination. Will he go to the library from here? Or is he planning to borrow a poetry collection to read to Dorothea?

However, contrary to my expectations, he heads towards the wing with guest rooms.

Will he return to his room, or is he going to visit Dorothea directly? No, how bold of him…

Or rather, he has been wandering around and stopping, making it difficult to predict his actions. Damn it, what should I do in this situation? What would a pro do in this situation? Ah, damn it, he changed direction again, that bastard…

While encouraging myself with manly words, I secretly follow him.

However, Aurelio doesn’t take clear actions. It’s getting annoying. Should I just call out to him? But it seems very difficult to do so.

Aurelio looks pained and desperate, and he can’t seem to calm down as he shakes his head from side to side and wanders around, trying to do something.

I wonder what kind of emotional expression that was?

Anyway, no woman has appeared so far, and no one has approached him, nor have he been approached.

“Hmm…”

“What are you doing?”

My surprise at that moment was beyond anything I had experienced before.

I want to praise myself for not screaming. However, in my surprise, my feet got tangled, and I almost fell backward. But I didn’t fall to the floor, as a strong arm wrapped around my abdomen and supported me.

It was, of course, Jeremiah’s arm.

He then stood me up properly and looked into my face as we faced each other.

I waited for my pounding heart to calm down.

By the way, we are now at the corner of the hallway. Until a little while ago, Aurelio was leaning against the wall, but when I looked away for a moment, he disappeared somewhere.

The tailing failed.

When I realized this, I sighed disappointingly, “Oh well.”

“I’ll ask again, what were you doing?”

“Um…”

How should I explain it? It’s not something to be praised, so it’s hard to say.

“I was watching Aurelio until now. Is something wrong with him?”

Hmm, he seems angry about something. Jeremiah’s expression, which is usually a mixture of kindness and severity, was now just severe. Was it because I was doing something strange in the mansion?

His face was stiff and looked like it was about to explode.

Feeling a chill, I apologized without thinking.

“Um, I’m sorry… but there is a proper reason for this.”

“Oh, really? Then let me hear that reason. For now, let’s go to the study.”

“…Yes.”

I was pulled by the arm and forcibly dragged along, following him to the study. There was no one there, but the smell of a large number of books filled the room. He closed the door to the entrance and finally let go of my arm, gesturing for me to sit on the sofa.

As I sat quietly, Jeremiah sat across from me, still looking angry.

“So, why were you following Aurelio? My girlfriend…”

With Jeremiah’s use of the word “girlfriend,” I understood why he was angry. That’s right. Objectively speaking, my actions would make it seem like Jeremiah’s “girlfriend” was chasing after another man. Although no one should have seen it, if it were to be known, Jeremiah would have lost his “girlfriend” to another man.

“I’m sorry. I’ll explain properly…”

I hastily explained the reason. After hearing everything, the severity finally disappeared from his face, but he still seemed unhappy.