ILLYML – 33.1

Do I Love You?

I laughed in vain.

Unfortunately, that day hasn’t come, and you’ve been brainwashed.

If I love you, I will be miserable.

Hey.

Even if the jewelry is beautiful and you might be fascinated by it, it was useless if it was fake.

I won’t bother getting it if the jewels are fake.

I’ll just look.

Only the real thing has meaning.

I have no intention of playing with a fake love that will evaporate the moment I release the brainwashing.

“No, it can’t be.”

It is clear that it was an impulsive declaration.

I denied his words.

Alastair also expected my reaction; once he doesn’t have to obey Melford anymore, his love for me will disappear as well.

Alastair would also be at significant risk.

Once she knew his brainwashing was lifted, the Duke of Melford would try to get rid of Alastair before venting her anger on me.

Alastair would be the same. He has an undeniable hatred that cannot be overshadowed by the Duke of Melford.

The puppet who escaped was out of the Duke’s palm, who was once the owner of the doll….

Obviously, they would try to get rid of each other.

This would be predictable enough; probably Alastair himself knew, but I didn’t bother saying it.

As I kept my mouth shut, a sigh burst out of him.

“Let’s stop talking about this, Alastair. We’re just repeating the same things over and over, and it’s not something that can be solved right away.”

“······.”

“And this is just a presumption of I think things will go; if things go as you say, nothing is wrong with it.”

You say you’ll love me even if your brainwashing is lifted?

Then what was the problem?

The brazen and shameless attitude made Alastair lose his words.

“Now it’s your turn to answer my questions, Alastair. Why did you come to the mansion?”

* * *

‘Your Grace, my lady has returned to the mansion.’

The moment I heard that my heart went plummeted.

In an instant, I felt like I was pulled down from the top of a tower, falling down an endless abyss.

Why? I wanted to ask, but I sealed my mouth shut. There are too many unbelievable things to take in, but ‘why’… if I asked that wouldn’t it prove I didn’t have a conscience?

-You tried to kill me. Twice.

Her accusing voice rang in my ear like tinnitus.

It tormented me as if it never intended to let him go.

However, I couldn’t help but think I deserved to be distressed.

I doubted Seri’s words. But I don’t remember what happened the days she mentioned.

I tried hard to remember what happened at that time, but I couldn’t remember anything. Other than a short story that came to mind.

But even that was a cloudy memory.

It was cloudy as if surrounded by fog.

You have to remember it.

Otherwise, I couldn’t do anything right, whether it was an excuse, an explanation, or an apology.

Then Serina left.

She was rattled and scared.

Maybe she will be gone… forever.

Now she could have grown sick of him and hated the idea of seeing him.

He headed for the Duke of Melford’s mansion in a hurry.

To the place he loathed. But he had to hold onto her.

The person who greeted him at the place where he ran hurriedly was not Serina.

‘You’ve come?’

‘………’

‘Looks like you’re here to see Serina.’

Although he left Melford, he never truly escaped. He was still stuck here.

The reason was directly linked to Serina.

‘But what to do? You can’t meet her right now.’

‘……Why?’

Could it be that Serina refuses to meet him?

So what should I do?

If she keeps refusing, should I secretly go through her window?

‘The child is being punished for making her wrongdoings.’

‘Err? What does that mean?’

Duke Melford looked at him with a piercing gaze and smiled.

‘The child is now in the Hall of Hallucinations. She will drink the incense for a long time, so it will be difficult for her to come to her senses for a while.’

The words make me react sensitively.

Serina, who is in.

Hall of Hallucinations.

Incense.

Serina.

He didn’t have a slow mind.

No, rather it was on the pretty good side.

It was natural to understand her words immediately but the Duke’s words and his trauma rattled him, tunnel visioning her meaning and observing himself from above.

‘Thirty minutes have passed since you came. The child will come out in about two and a half hours.’

‘How······.’

Three hours…

‘Stop it.’

It’s a difficult time for yourself too, but the fragrance…

There was no way she could endure it, who had no immunity to it.

What if she goes crazy… No, what if she tries to commit suicide?

If you’re in it, you’re crazy.

I knew it well after years of experience.

I hate to think about it, but in the worst case… it was possible she could die.

‘You don’t want Serina to die.’

If I had the heart, I could break her out by force.