05. A contract with the marquis
Early dawn after the banquet.
Radis returned to House Tilrod’s mansion with a pale face.
With how sickly her complexion looked, even Irene asked her.
“Milady… Are you alright?”
Radis staggered into her room without answering.
Looking at Radis’ back, Irene shouted inwardly.
By noon of the same day, practically everyone already knew about how Radis returned home only early in the morning.
She jumped up her seat without waiting a single second, and marched straight towards Radis’ room.
When Margaret kicked the door open, Radis was jolted awake, and she glared at Margaret as she sat up.
“Can’t you knock?”
Margaret habitually was about to slap Radis, but she instead flinched.
This was because Radis had risen from her bed and was staring blatantly at Margaret’s hand.
“Are you going to try again?”
Cold eyes that contained no emotions.
This gaze reminded Margaret of the horrible aftermath of when she tried to hit Radis the other day.
She just fell because she couldn’t beat Radis’ strength, but in fact, it wasn’t a bluff that Margaret holed herself up in her room after that.
In fact, Margaret really sprained her back and couldn’t move for days.
‘The condition of the Madam’s back… It’s almost like the back of an elderly person.’
This was what the doctor who came on a house call said as he shook his head.
‘Madam, even if you’re living luxuriously, you have to exercise a little. You don’t have any muscles and your whole body is soft. Your back is only a little sprained now, but if this keeps happening, you’ll suffer so much that even slight trauma over your back would make it so that you won’t be able to move.’
With her pride damaged like that, Margaret threw a teacup at the doctor’s face and kicked the quack out of her house.
Her back soon got better, but the hardships she endured couldn’t be expressed in words.
Margaret didn’t want to suffer like that again.
So instead of hitting Radis with her raised hand, Margaret pointed at her face instead.
“Why are you looking up so proudly like that!”
“Then, did I do something wrong?”
“Goodness, you’re really out of your mind. You came back home at dawn and now you’re saying you did nothing wrong? How promiscuous!”
Radis was amazed.
“Promiscuous? Wasn’t it you who shoved Huber my way? Who was the person who told me to do well?”
“Yeah I told you to do well, but who told you to come home in the morning?!”
Radis sighed heavily.
She was already dealing with enough confusing thoughts, but when Margaret forced her way in here, it felt like her head was about to explode.
Apart from that, she wasn’t in a good condition.
It was only natural since mana was poured into a body that had not a drop of mana beforehand.
Radis shook her head.
“Nothing happened, so just stop it. You and Jurich left first and I was stuck in a difficult situation, so let’s just say I owe the Cradium Guild for this. So now…”
“Don’t you lie!”
“Haa, how can you lie so well without even stopping to take a breath? Disgusting! Forget it—just remember this. I don’t care where you are or what you do, but if you come home carrying something in that stomach of yours—!”
Margaret shouted at the top of her lungs.
“You’ll die at my hands!”
Radis’ eyes widened.
All kinds of emotions stirred in her heart.
She couldn’t understand why Margaret thought this way, why she was criticizing Radis for being ‘promiscuous’ as if she hadn’t told her own daughter to snag a rich man.
She pretended to be a strict mother to her daughter even as she never cared for her at all, and now she was acting like she was concerned enough to scold her daughter for being in some kind of trouble because she deserved it.
In her previous life, she didn’t think it was unfair or strange even when she experienced Margaret’s arbitrary behavior.
Even ridiculous actions were swept aside and labeled as a ‘mother’s affection’ to justify those actions.
But in fact, there was never a single grain of affection there.
Margaret only prattled on and acted arbitrarily like this without any care.
And Radis was always caught in her whims while blaming herself as she suffered.
As she realized this, Radis felt nauseous about Margaret’s hostility.
With her teeth clenched to withstand the nausea, Radis said firmly.
“That’s not going to happen.”
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