I Picked Up the Trash Others Threw Away - Chapter 12.2

Chapter 12.2

Although the Malekiah family was mentioned very briefly in the original work, it was unclear what the nature of the family members was.

I remembered Trish because he caught my attention as an extra who made the main male character stand out, but there was no way I could remember the details of a novel that was completed years ago.

Well, in any case, I had to give a good first impression, so I tried to be as polite as I could.

I had thoroughly mastered noble etiquette just in case since I was born in a country of courteous people, so there would be nothing to find fault with.

‘But I still feel nervous.’

What kind of people were Trish’s parents?

After passing through the hallway of the ornate mansion and entering the parlor, the attendants politely greeted me with teacups and plates of desserts placed on the table as if they were waiting.

“I will bring Young Master Trish. Please wait a moment.”

The attitude of the servants towards their guests was extremely intense.

Seeing how educated they were and how they behaved, it was a great difference from the servants of the Delphonie barony.

‘Is it because it’s a prestigious family?’

From the moment I stepped into the mansion, they must have observed my appearance, my gait, my tone, and my voice, and delivered everything to their master.

But first, they would observe how my private meeting with Trish would go and try to understand our relationship and get a first impression of me.

While I waited for him, I took a sip of tea. There were also soft cookies and macarons, which were something I could never get in the barony, so I ate them.

It would be nice to be able to eat desserts like this every day.

“The Young Master is coming in.”

Trish appeared at the same time as the attendant’s voice was heard outside the parlor.

His dazzlingly handsome face had turned haggard overnight, perhaps because he was troubled.

“Good afternoon, Sir Trish.”

“… You came early.”

‘The sun is in the middle of the sky, you bastard,’ biting my lips to hold myself back from answering as I wanted, I smiled sluggishly.

I should never be seen treating Trish carelessly in a place with so many eyes. I should act like a lady, like a woman in love, and have a welcoming attitude to the family members that I will continue to associate with in the future.

“I missed you. Were you not able to sleep? I can see your dark circles.”

Despite my shameful words, Trish responded quite calmly.

He had the expression of someone who had foreseen and prepared for every situation.

“Yes. I didn’t know what to talk about, so I’m afraid I stayed up all night thinking about it.”

“Oh my.”

“I hope the conversation doesn’t get long. It must be hard, right?”

It seemed like he was whispering to himself rather than asking me a question.

I shrugged my shoulders and Trish sighed. He must have thought that he wouldn’t be able to escape anymore once things became like this.

Trish drank the tea repeatedly and wet his lips with his tongue, seemingly thirsty. Then, he continued whispering to me, noticing the situation outside the parlor.

“… Are you really going to say it?”

“I came here today to talk about it. Come on.”

I urged him without moving. Since it has come to this, let’s finish it quickly.

Putting down the teacup, Trish called the nearest attendant who was on standby.

“Bring my mother and father. I have something to tell them.”

“Is there something…I should prepare?”

“Prepare some towels. And ice. Someone might get covered in tea.”

Was he joking? Was it me or Trish who was getting covered in tea? Or was it the two of us?

I tilted my cup and drank diligently to finish the tea left in the kettle.

But when I saw that the servant was preparing a new kettle, I gave up. Since it had come to this, it would be better to get hit with cold tea and not get hurt than with hot tea.

If I wanted to marry into a family in a higher position than mine, I would have to get hit with water at least once. That was the cliche.

When Trish requested to see Count and Countess Malekiah, the attendants’ faces grew dark, thinking that something unusual was happening.

They kept their mouths shut, but they seemed to realize that something big was about to happen here.

It would be better to run away. It’s going to turn into a messy K-drama here.