This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 186

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Chapter 186

Translator: Yonnee

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As the lavender carriage passed through the arching gates of the Jehardt residence, the stiff tension in her neck finally relaxed.

“Haa… How bittersweet.”

It was curious. Something that had seemed so daunting, once done, wasn’t as difficult as she had thought.

Was that why? Suddenly, she remembered something Tria had said not long ago.

“When you finally reveal that secret you’ve been guarding so fiercely, the reaction might not be as bad as you fear.”

“The reaction might not be as bad as I feared…”

Tria’s words were half right and half wrong.

After formally rejecting Eli, his reaction was precisely as she had anticipated. However, the response within herself after setting a strict boundary with him was just as Tria had said.

“More relieving than I thought… to the point where I actually feel sorry.”

Reina quietly watched the road to Ferrero Rosé.

Perhaps because summer was fast approaching, the trees standing side by side were already adorned with green leaves. These lush leaves created long shadows, offering a cool respite from the season’s warmth.

“Refreshing.”

The sunlight shimmering through the leaves was radiant. Even the sound of cicadas in the background seemed to soothe her cluttered mind.

Was it because of this? All the issues that had troubled her began to blur. Her eyelids grew heavier.

With the gentle breeze blowing, the woman leaning on the windowsill quietly closed her eyes and murmured.

“On a day like this, lying in the shade and enjoying some ice cream would be perfect.”

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“You hardly visit Reina these days.”

While elegantly sipping her tea steeped with red petals, Grace looked across at her son.

“Odd. It’s not at all like you to refuse visits, so it’s quite puzzling.”

“……”

Paul’s mother, who quietly pointed out the fact, slightly shifted her gaze to observe the green leaves fluttering in the wind.

“Strangely tranquil, isn’t it?”

Was she referring to the rustling leaves outside, or was she pointing out her son’s detachment from the woman he once held dear?

Regardless, Paul had no response to offer.

So, as usual, he remained silent, and no further words came from the woman.

The atmosphere around them became tranquil.

Following the mood, Paul maintained his usual expression.

‘I need to say something.’

He needed to present a valid reason for not clinging to Reina.

His mother wasn’t one to voice her suspicions immediately. She was a woman who thoroughly contemplated her doubts before probing the other person.

‘This is her testing me.’

So, it was indeed a significant crisis.

“……”

But for some reason, despite recognizing the gravity of the situation, no plausible excuse came to mind.

Then his mother, lightly rustling the hem of her elegant dress, spoke again.

“Is it because of Ethan?”

Fortunately, she interpreted her son’s silence differently. How fortunate that was.

He quickly seized the opportunity, subtly crinkling his eyes. Even his teacup paused unnaturally.

Grace, observing her son, firmly concluded it was ‘because of Ethan’.

“Oh dear. I always told you that you and Reina couldn’t be together… but it seems inevitable that Ethan and Reina’s relationship continues to strengthen as time goes on, my dear.”

“…I know.”

With an air of lingering regret, Paul lowered his voice a bit more. Immediately, his mother responded.

“But why are you avoiding your place beside Reina so?”

The reason is obvious, isn’t it? Because you planted a magic stone in my body.

But he couldn’t possibly say that out loud unless he had gone mad. So, he just gritted his teeth and slightly turned his head.

“I understand. But… I simply cannot stand looking at Ethan Liam.”

This was an outright lie.

Yes, if he were to be honest, Ethan Gerard Liam was indeed annoying.

But as his mother said, he could never covet Reina, and his role was clear.

Reina’s childhood friend. A brotherly figure.

Nothing more, nothing less. Then why needlessly avoid the two?

But since he couldn’t confess his true feelings, he offered an untruth.

“Reason and emotion are different matters, Mother.”

Grace looked at her son with a tinge of sorrow, knitting her eyebrows.

“You mean there’s nothing you can do about where your heart lies.”

How utterly laughable.

She, more emotionally barren than the person they call the cerulean freak, was wearing such a kind face.

It was truly eerie and sent shivers down the spine.

“My child. You know well that unless you’re born with all the divine powers like Ethan, as a descendant of Bohr, you cannot stay beside a poison wielder.”

“…Knowing and doing are different things, Mother.”

“But you must at least try to act. If you don’t possess another power to counterbalance your healing power like Ethan, you will ultimately lead Reina to her death.”

“…..”

The man, listening to the calm admonition, eventually bowed his head in agony.

Like a wilting bud, his drooping head made Grace sigh softly.

“Yes. I know well what Reina means to you. But, my child.”

Grace paused her words for a moment and placed the cup she was holding down on the table.

The clink sounded crisply, and the face that was once filled with kindness momentarily turned expressionless.

“It’s fine to have your cute little childhood friends play, but don’t forget who you are, alright?”