My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 86.2
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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There was no use hanging on.
Whatever effort that could be done would just be meaningless.
No matter how many times he’d ask for forgiveness, Lily only responded like that.
“Hey, Theo, you… This is crazy!”
Calvin, who came to look for Theodore, who had not shown up at the office for over half a day, was shocked and shouted when he saw his childhood friend.
Dozens of liquor bottles were rolling around on the floor. Theodore, who looked like he was about to die, was casually sitting in the middle of it all.
“You… Are you crazy? What are you doing?”
He looked like he literally planned to drink himself to death. Calvin couldn’t help but be truly flustered. That’s because it was the first time in his life that he had seen Theodore so self-destructive.
It was Theodore who did not break down even when his own brother died.
‘…It’s because of Madam. Ha, really…’
There was nothing wrong with the words of old sages who said that love makes people live and die.
Who knew that Theodore Valentino would become like this? He was a perfectionist armed with strict self-management…
Calvin clicked his tongue and approached Theodore with mixed feelings. Even when his friend came, Theodore didn’t even give him a glance and just drank. And straight from the bottle too. Calvin was shocked and snatched the bottle from Theodore’s hand.
“Stop drinking! Do you really want to die?”
“…I won’t die.”
“If you keep drinking, you’ll die! You punk!”
Calvin protested. Theodore blinked his eyes blankly, and then he muttered something unintelligible.
“If I die…”
“……?”
“Will she feel a little sorry for me…”
“…….”
My God, this crazy bastard…
Calvin sighed to relieve his frustration. Even if Theodore Valentino was in the midst of going crazy, he was going much too crazy. Come to think of it, did he say he drank a love potion? It was clear that he was going crazy due to the effects of the drug. Damned Lady Alvinith.
‘Ha… really… What should I do with this?’
For now, Calvin was wondering whether he should hit Theodore on the back of his head with his hand and put him to sleep, but Theodore suddenly stood up and started to hurry away somewhere.
“……?”
Calvin, frowning, glared at Theodore’s back and soon followed him.
The place Theodore headed to was none other than the bathroom.
He poured cold water into the bathtub and got in without even taking off his clothes. Calvin, seeing this, was horrified and tried to stop Theodore. However, Theodore just remained motionless in the bathtub and muttered.
“…I need to sober up.”
“This crazy guy…”
“I need to come to my senses quickly. Come to my senses…”
Theodore spoke, covering his eyelids with the back of his hand.
“I need to help Lily.”
“…….”
“Because that’s all I can do…”
Tears fell from the empty eyes that were revealed.
Calvin was so shocked that he didn’t say anything.
This is really crazy…
Ten minutes later, Theodore emerged from the cold water and seemed relatively sober than before.
But it is only ‘relatively’…
Calvin could tell just by looking at Theodore’s eyes that he was still out of his mind.
This means that it is not strange if he was suddenly acting in an extreme way. Calvin watched Theodore nervously.
Sure enough, Theodore, who had changed his clothes, sat down on the sofa and spoke to himself.
“She said she wouldn’t divorce me…”
“…….”
“Even if I lock Lily up in this residence, it won’t work.”
Of course not. How can he say that?
Calvin was about to speak, then closed his mouth and sighed.
He had no idea how to deal with Theodore when he was being like this.
“If I do something like that, I’ll be no different from the Everetts that Lily hates so much… No, I may already be no different.”
Theodore muttered self-deprecatingly and tried to pick up the new bottle of alcohol on the table, but instead of trying to pick it up, he dropped his hand.
Soon, he leaned his body weakly against the back of the sofa, and his eyes became watery again as he looked up at the ceiling.
Looking at Theodore like that, Calvin felt like he didn’t know what to do.
‘It’s serious…’
It didn’t seem to be an issue that should be taken only lightly.
But who would be able to convince the Madam?
The majority of this castle had ostracized and looked down on her.
How could he beg them to stay by their master’s side now?
…Therefore, Theodore’s pain had to be borne entirely by him.
Because in his current state, no words will be able to comfort him.
Calvin just hoped that he wouldn’t break down any further.
* * *
Tomorrow was already November 12th.
Perhaps because it was so eventful, time passed quickly.
“Madam, excuse me… A letter arrived…”
“…….”
And from this morning, the 11th, I had to experience a very unpleasant feeling.
[ From, O.E. ]
A letter came from Owen.
Just before my birthday the next day, on the 12th.
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