I Unintentionally Cured the Grand Duke’s Insomnia - Chapter 94
47. — The Secret Behind the Original Novel (2)
Even though I wanted to understand the two of them who devoted their whole lives to writing at first, afterward, I just enjoyed writing. The anonymous readers whose names I didn’t know but met through the monitor gave me more affection than I had received from my parents.
It was enjoyable… to the point where I even forgot why I started writing.
Afterwards, I was lucky enough to connect with a publishing company, and when they asked what pen name I wanted to use, I chose ‘Million.’ And it was perhaps thanks to that pen name, my first work, ‘GDS,’ became a million-seller. I was taken aback by things I couldn’t have even imagined, but at the same time, I was happy.
I thought that this would be enough for my parents to recognize me.
…At least until I saw the disgusted expressions on their faces who were giving scathing reviews of the book I had written.
〈 Are you saying that your writing, which doesn’t even look like a piece of literature, became a million-seller? 〉
〈 It’s so crude. I can’t believe that you would boast about this kind of writing as an accomplishment. 〉
〈 Stop writing. I’m afraid someone will find out that it was my daughter who wrote such a thing. 〉
The disappointment was greater than I had expected.
…No, it was more than just disappointment. It was an emotion that was hard to put into words. I felt an endless sense of frustration. The bitter loneliness was slowly consuming me, and the fact that I wasn’t accepted by my parents had grown to the point where I wanted to let myself go.
As I gazed at the headlights of the truck racing toward me, I sensed my impending death.
And in that moment, I felt that my torn heart became peaceful in an instant.
If there was such a thing as a next life, I wanted to be born as a loved child. Above all, I wanted to be born to parents who cared for me more than anything else.
…I hoped that my book, which couldn’t save me, could be a salvation for someone.
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
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“Adelia!”
Through my hazy vision, I saw Cain’s face, along with his hand stretched out towards me. He pulled me into a hug with all his strength with a distorted face, and as the book slipped from my hand and tumbled to the ground, I narrowly avoided the carriage by just a sheet of paper.
Like someone who was submerged in deep water and then jumped to the surface, I gasped for breath hastily.
“Hu, huk.”
“Adelia, breathe. It’s okay.”
I was held in Cain’s arms as he slowly patted my back.
Memories rushed into my mind like waves, creating chaos.
“Your Highness, ca-can you please slow down… Lia?”
My father, who was bending over and catching his breath, discovered me in Cain’s arms a moment later. His face turned white when he saw the carriage that had toppled over from the speed at which it was coming, and me in Cain’s arms next to it.
“Adelia!”
With my father’s startled cry as the last thing I heard, I lost consciousness once again.
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The square in the center of Aren was usually bustling, but it was even more noisier today.
This was because the person almost run over by the horse and carriage, which were running wild without the control of the coachman, was none other than the most famous person in Aren, Young Lady Blaise.
“Oh, my God. What on earth just happened?”
“What were they thinking, bringing the carriage all the way out here?”
There were murmurs of people taken aback by the sudden accident.
Fortunately, the coachman, who had jumped off the carriage just before it tipped over, seemed to have escaped with only minor scratches. His face turned white when he realized that the person he had almost run over was the only daughter of Count Blaise, Lian’s prominent figure, and the fiancée of Cain, the only Grand Duke of the empire.
“I, I have committed a grave sin…!”
Perhaps it was because he sprained his ankle while jumping, but the coachman limped forward, bowing his head as if to touch the ground. However, neither Cain, who rescued Adelia just before the carriage ran over her, nor her father, who belatedly checked on his daughter’s safety, seemed to hear the screams of the coachman.
“I-I’ve never had anything like this happen before, but the horse suddenly went out of control and started running wild! I swear!”
“….”
“Please, please have mercy just this once! I thought of taking a shortcut in the idea of providing for my mother and young daughter…!”
The man’s words were now close to sobbing, making it difficult to understand.
Cain stared blankly at Adelia, who had lost consciousness in his arms.
His heart raced heavily as he replayed the scene from a moment ago in his head before he slowly lowered his head towards the face of the small woman he had nearly lost right before his eyes.
He could hear the faintest of breaths coming from Adelia.
A sense of relief washed over him.
He considered it a stroke of luck… no, the emotions were overwhelming to the point where they couldn’t be expressed with just that much emotion. Despite the fact that he had never believed in God, he now believed in his existence.
“Li, Lia… Adelia…!”
He then glanced at the man, who seemed to be as panicked as he was. The pale-faced man seemed to be experiencing the same emotions as him.
As Cain, holding the unconscious Adelia in his arms, rose from his seat. Warren forced himself to stand and followed him despite his wobbly legs.
“It would be best to return to the mansion first.”
In response to his low words, Warren instinctively nodded. The next moment, Cain spoke in a low voice as he looked at Lyle, who was already kneeling down next to him.
“There must be no room for error in the investigation, Lyle.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
After giving a short command, Cain’s expression as he walked ahead felt chillier than the blizzard blowing in from the north.
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