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Chapter 15: Bianca, You Too, I Want To Protect Them All

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Bianca, You Too, I Want To Protect Them All

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"I'm sorry, but I don't want anyone else to think Bianca is a spoiled child."

"No, no one will see Bianca as a spoiled child."

"......Duke."

"Who dares to call the girl whom the Duke of Neidhart cherished spoiled?"

It was an arrogant remark, but it was also true.

When Evelyn bit her lip, desperate to answer, Islay asked.

"By the way, may I take you and Bibi in a carriage?"

"You don't have to."

Evelyn's defensiveness was mild, too.

"At this rate, Bibi's arrival at kindergarten will be late, so I'm just saying."

Evelyn agonized violently, but the desire to send Bianca to kindergarten was finally won.

Toward her with a fine nod, Islay reached out.

It was a polite move, as if escorting an aristocratic lady.

"It's okay."

But Evelyn, like yesterday, approached the carriage alone instead of holding his hands.

"......."

Islay took the hand he had held out without hesitatingly.

But then.

"Thank you."

A small voice passed through Islay's ears.

Evelyn tried to turn a blind eye to Islay, helping Bianca climb into the carriage.

As he stared blankly at her back, Islay smiled broadly after a while.

Annette City was a rural city where many ordinary people lived together.

Luxury wagons that nobles would ride, a town you'd see a couple of times a year.

But now, the rare wagon has slowed down smoothly and stopped in front of the kindergarten.

"Oh, my God, look at that wagon!"

"Was there a carriage like that in Annette?"

"I don't think the mayor ever rode in a carriage like that either?"

No wonder mothers, teachers, and children were all wide-eyed.

The first person to walk out of the wagon was an elegant blonde gentleman who seemed to have escaped from a famous painting of a banquet.

And the second person to show up was a beautiful woman with blackman's hair up close.

A single mother raising a child alone, known for her beautiful face in Annette.

"Miss Martinise......!?"

One wife, who was calling Evelyn's name like a scream, was surprised and covered her mouth.

Trying to ignore the gaze on her in an instant, Evelyn helped Bianca get off the wagon.

Bianca, who jumped out of the wagon, ran toward her friends.

"Bianca, is that your wagon?"

"Wow, that's great!"

"I've never seen such a big horse!"

Children buzzed around Bianca in a circle.

Bianca was also a child, so she felt her nose rise.

Bianca opened her mouth pretending she wasn't carefree.

"It's not mine, it's Uncle Lay's."

The breast stretch looks as proud as a peacock with a wide-open tail.

"Really, who is Uncle Lay?"

Bianca stopped clenching her lips at the question.

Bianca didn't know much about nobles yet, but she was a quick-witted child.

Given the way Mother treats Uncle Lay, I'm sure he's a very high-status man.

Duke Neidhart.

That's what my mother used to call Uncle Lay.

In front of the heavy-hearted Bianca, the children opened their mouths.

"Bibi must be very close to Uncle Lay!"

"Huh? Well, that's."

"You know what? You should give me a ride in that fancy carriage and take me to kindergarten!"

Oh, how do I respond in this situation?

Bianca, who looked troubled, glanced back.

Just in time, Islay was looking at Bianca.

When eyes meet, they smile and nod their heads small.

It's all right, so answer as you please.

It was a look with that meaning.

Bianca's expression brightened up.

Bianca, jerked away, cried proudly at the children.

"Yes, we're very close!"

At the same time, Islay approached Bianca.

Islay, who lowered his waist to meet the child's eye level, opened his mouth in a friendly voice.

"Have a good day, Bibi."

"Yes, Uncle Lay, too!"

Only then did the relieved child smile white, and Islay patted her on the head.

Evelyn took a step back, gazing at the two.

Someone seems to cut her heart thin with a knife.

My heart ached, and Evelyn pressed down on her chest with her palm without realizing it.

'......really, you sound like a good pair of father and daughter.'

No, let's not indulge in gratuitous sentiment.

The fact that the two were in a father-daughter relationship anyway was a secret to take to the grave.

Evelyn closed her eyes tightly and opened again.

The shaking eyes calmed down, and the expression also calmed down.

She approached Islay and Bianca with a calm walk.

"Bibi, Uncle Lay is busy. You should get back in there."

"Oh, yes."

Bianca couldn't hide her regret.

Evelyn kindly added to Bianca.

"I'll be back to pick you up. All right?

"Yes!"

Bianca, smiling with her eyes, entered kindergarten with her teacher.

After a while, the bell rang to mark the start of kindergarten classes.

All the mothers who came to drop their children off and the teachers who led them disappeared.

Evelyn, staring at the scenery with no one left, suddenly asked Islay.

"So, when are you planning to leave?"

"......Leave?"

There was a close edge in the voice of asking again.

Islay looked back at her.

Towards the deeply sunken black eyes, Evelyn returned a nonchalant answer.

"You are the lord of Neidhart, and you must not leave your family like this. Isn't it?"

"There are a lot of people under me, so it's okay."

"Well, I don't think we should let them do all the family's work."

"Everyone is capable of being singled out by the Duke, and Eve's concern is not going to happen. Also, I'm dealing with urgent or important things myself."

Islay replied without an inch of retreat.

The two glared at each other.

For a moment the sharp silence subsided, a bitter smile spread over the lips of Islay.

Islay opened his mouth like a sigh.

"I've been wandering and wandering for seven years and I've managed to find you, and you're so mean."

"......."

"Really, you're...Did you never miss me?"

Though the weight of frosty resentment must be considerable, it was a tenderness no different from seven years ago.

'......No, it shouldn't be shaken.'

Even though Islay was still single, missing her, searching all over the Empire for her past lover.......

It's all in the past.'

Once again, Evelyn opened her mouth with a broken, cold voice.

"Whether I missed you or you hadn't forgotten me. Those facts don't matter at all."

"......what?"

"The important thing is, this situation that I and you have encountered."

At that calm voice, Islay bit his molar.

"I've already learned enough seven years ago."

"What do you mean, learning?"

"In order to live in peace, you must not engage with the Duke of Neidhart's life."

Evelyn faced Islay with an expressionless face.

"A lowly woman from a fallen aristocrat, who is no match for the household master."

Islay hardened his shoulders.

Those words, I'm sure I've heard it somewhere.

'Didn't it just turn out well, such a humble girl doesn't belong to you.'

Grandmother, who had a cool face as if she had let go of her troubles for a long time.

Islay asked back in a shrill voice.

"Is it my grandmother who said that?"

When I heard that, Evelyn's expressionless face had a faint incontinent.

The fact that Islay says that means he knows that she sold their love for money.

"Did you think I couldn't protect you from your grandmother? You didn't trust me that much?"

"I think I've told you enough, but I think you haven't taken my word for it yet, so I'll tell you one more time."

Despite the violent reaction, Evelyn's gaze remained unwavering.

She opened her lips and said goodbye to the old relationship between them.

"Our relationship ended seven years ago."

"That's what you think."

"What?"

In an unexpected response, Evelyn looked at Islay, narrowing her brows.

"I think I've already said enough, but I think you haven't taken my word properly yet, so I'll say it again."

Islay, who returned the same words as Evelyn said, continued, bending his head at an angle.

"I have no intention of giving up on you."

It was windy. The ripening was a cold wind that didn't match the spring.

The carefully twisted black hair shook violently so that not a single hair could flow down.

Evelyn closed her eyes tightly.

If the mind can reveal its shape to the outside, her mind is probably similar to this wind.

He keeps pushing down the slay, but ends up shaking at every word he brings up.

"It's enough that I've been suffering for seven years since I lost you."

Unlike her, the black eyes that looked at her never wavered.

"Bianca, you too. I want to protect all of them."

"That's ridiculous, Bianca......."

"No, it makes sense. I don't care whose daughter Bianca is."

Evelyn was just devastated.

How can you say that?

"I want to have the opportunity to be a father who truly loves that child."

That the love that Islay has for her is so great that he says, 'It's okay to embrace a child.'... I was breathtakingly pleased.

And I hated myself for such lowly joy, and I felt guilty for Islay.

Evelyn looked into his eyes.

Eyes that try not to expect as much as possible, but there is a slight hope alive in them.

"I can't give you that opportunity, because you're not Bianca's father."

But Evelyn had to trample on that hope.

In her relentless response, his face was badly distorted.

But nevertheless, Islay laughed.

"Yes, I'm afraid I've forced you too much on my feelings."

Until this, you don't have to be sweet to the end.

Evelyn suddenly wanted to protest like that.

I hurt you, I pushed you away and I trampled on your kindness.

Then isn't it okay to be angry? Can't you hate me a little?

But Islay still showed only a smile.

"If you need more time, you can wait as long as you want."

"The Duke, sir."

Evelyn called him in a hoarse voice.

Islay shook his head briefly.

A friendly voice tapped her ear.

"But one day, I'll...... I would like you to call me Lay, not Duke."

The tip of my voice was trembling with strength.

Unable to answer the question, Evelyn turned her head and avoided his gaze.

It was because I thought I would keep crying.

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Since that day, Islay has consistently taken Bianca to school.

In the first few times, Evelyn also accepted the help of Islay for safety reasons.

"Mom, what if Uncle Kevin bothers you?"

Ever since Kevin went berserk at the Dantel Hotel, Bianca feared that Kevin would come and wreak havoc even later.

Evelyn knew very well that she couldn't stop Kevin from picking a fight.

'I can't leave you and Bibi alone.'

'But....'

"You know, how can you stop a man who's making a fuss with a woman and a child?'

Besides, Islay wasn't the type to see their mother and daughter in danger.

Islay put forward a reason why Evelyn could never resist, called Bianca's Safety Issue.

So Evelyn and Bianca, as if their collars were wet in the drizzle, became accustomed to the help of Islay.

'But...... I don't think this is right.'

Evelyn has been struggling recently with the help of Islay to the right place.

Suddenly, I came to my senses, and Islay was so deeply involved in the lives of the two.

'At first, I think they only took me to and from Bianca's kindergarten.'

But before I knew it, Islay was gently bending her eyes before her eyes.

Looking at Islay's bright smile, Evelyn managed to swallow a sigh that was about to burst.

Now where they are, it was a coffee house run by Evelyn.

With a cup of coffee and cookies ordered, Islay sat with his chin resting on a long bar.

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