Divorce Manual

Chapter 51

He frowns as if he's self-conscious, and then he turns away the door and looks at her.

"Really?"

"Yes."

Are you embarrassed?

I'm the same as you.

I can't even remember much.

However, I couldn't think of anything under his questioning gaze.

I'm going crazy, too!

But I don't know if you know how my heart feels-

"Are you sure you don't remember, or are you pretending you don't remember because you're embarrassed?"

Charles asks back as if he couldn't believe my blackout.

I hope that I can remember everything.

"Really? You really can't remember?"

Cold sweat flows down my back as I watch Charles's silent expression hardens from my words.

No, what did I really do?

What is it?

I wondered if I did something strange that made him have that a strange expression on.

"So you have to say something-"

"I see."

However, Charles disregards my words with a nod then twists the end of his mouth as if he finds the situation joyful.

"Then keep wondering."

"......"

"I have no intention of telling you right away."

Then he turns around.

I feel like I might get a headache and acid reflux at the same time from his tone and expression.

"Hey!"

I call him with a desperate voice because he's the only that can tell me exactly what happened.

"Your Grace-"

"Oh, one question."

"Yes!"

He stops walking and turns around.

Let's put both hands together and glisten my eyes with hope-

"Do you know Michael?"

I don't understand what he's talking about. The question makes me upset because I couldn't really understand it.

"Who is that?"

"Michael Erst."

Oh, the second prince.

In a moment of anger, I forgot the name of an important supporting character.

"Your Majesty the Prince?"

I look up at him.

In this situation, the question of why Prince Michael's name is coming out of his mouth piques my curiosity, but he doesn't ask any further questions.

Because it isn't important now.

However-

"Do you know him?"

​​His next question comes out of the blue.

No, why is this man like this?

It doesn't matter now, does it?

"You were saying something about the prince."

"I've never met him."

"No?"

"..."

"Do you want to meet him?"

"Not at all"

However, the more the question continues, the more unknown his intention becomes.

"I know! I know him very well!"

At that moment, the thought of 'Please tell me that Kyle's going to be the Crown Prince instead of the guy named Michael, who you're pushing for?' comes to my mind.

"Um... I'm the Crown Prince."

The words from last night also come to mind like scriptures-

"I see."

And between those memories-

"You mean Kim Bong-Wook from the Kim family wants to meet Kyle?"

I remember my bullshit.

And even his puzzled expression.

I'm screwed.

Why did you say your dad's name?

Even though I'm embarrassed by the sudden, recovered memories, I stare up at him.

"See you in the evening."

I could see Charles's vague gaze before watching his back as he turns away from the room.

With a slight reminder of what I did.

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With a banging sound, I glance at the closing door before wanting to pull out my hair.

Somehow I...I think I made a big mistake.

"Wow, the Crown Prince!"

I'm going crazy.

Last night was supposed to be a situation where I had control over it.

I didn't mean to get drunk. I was supposed to pretend with a slight stench of alcohol.

I was trying to show you the truth!

Far from being in control, it seems everything had leaked out.

I did it.

I was drunk so I can't remember everything yesterday.

That's for sure.

Otherwise, why would Charles suddenly ask if I knew Michael?

As the pieces of last night come together, I remember more.

Why did I say the name of Kim Bong-Wook anyway?

I'm going crazy.

Ahhh-

I squeeze my head while burying my face in the pillow, screaming silently.

In the current situation, a problem bigger than this is-

I can't remember anything else!

What were you talking about?

How much did we talk?!

The middle part of my memory is gone.

"Ah, my head."

To overcome the current pain, I pull my hair in between my fingers.

The dizzying headache's still there.

"Woo~"

However, the matter is serious so that I can use hangover as an excuse.

What the hell did you say?

I don't know how much I told him about Kyle and Michael for his name to come out of Charles' mouth.

Come to your senses and remember.

"......"

No matter how much I pull at my hair, the only thing that I remember is-

"The prince...wahhhh-"

That's the only thing that comes to my mind.

Oh, and one more thing.

Charles' scornful voice, "Are you crazy?"

"Ha-"

What did I do to make Charles' think that I was crazy?

Ah, this jerk!

It drives me crazy because the memories feel like those crazy drama previews.

That's what I remembered about Catherine a while ago, and it's still like that now.

Even if I'm shocked, I rather like to be reminded of a memory either it be through a dream or an actual memory.

This is a novel.

Since this reality is possible, then isn't that kind of development also possible?

Excuse me, writer? No, God?

"......."

However, there's no answer from the Absolute God, who could either be God or the Writer.

The pain splits my head in two.

"Woo-"

Honestly, I don't know that the film was cut off the day before, but as a result, I've roughly conclude what happened with Catherine-

Abella has a secret about her birth.

That's the conclusion.

There are various circumstances that led me to think so.

One of the reason is when Charles mentioned the baron, he said it was unnatural for me to refer to the baron as anything but baron.

Catherine said she would keep Abella's secret until she died.

Even though Abella was about to die from severe injuries, just seeing that there was no news from the Baron-
Isn't that a sure conclusion?

The question is, was Abella an adopted child or an illegitimate child?

Well, the answer is obvious.

What money could Baron Farhan use to adopt Abella when he and his family had been living in poverty?

Therefore, she's an illegitimate child.

From the perspective of Farhan, who has no social network, the string should not be broken due to the existence of an illegitimate child.

It must have been that the Baron's wife really had no choice but to accept Abella.

What if Catherine found out about the situation?

From Abella's point of view, she must have had a hard time since it was Catherine, a maid who discovered it.

The Ernst Empire is very conservative and reluctant to accept illegitimate children as members of the family.

On the day when someone's caught cheating, both the man and woman are completely expelled from the social world.
People's perceptions about infidelity and illegitimate children are not good.

That's a given.

But how is that the sin of a child?

The child didn't ask to be born under such a parent.

Because it was Abella, who grew up in this type of social world-

You must have been completely vulnerable to Catherine.

Even more so if Charles doesn't know.

When I recall the words that came out of the conversation with Charles that day, he seemed to know...

"Hmm."

Interesting-

I put my hands down and cross my arms.

Let's see if Charles really knows Abella's secret or not.

"......."

But is this the time to worry about that, Eunjung?

I shake my head, hurrying myself back to the current reality

Since I was young, I've always been scolded because I couldn't concentrate on studying.

Even if you die and are reborn, your nature does not change.

That's me.

I want to-

When I laugh in vain, my head rings and hurts.

"Haiz~ My head."

This girl's body looks strong but she's so weak.

Honestly, I didn't really drink that much yesterday.

I had only a bottle of wine.

No, two bottles.

"......"

Three bottles?

By my standards, I didn't even drink more than a few bottles, but I don't know why the inside of my stomach is turning upside down while my head's splitting in two.

Eun Jung's was a great drinker since hangover was something that I hardly experienced.

In that sense-

I need honey water right now.

What I desperately want are sweet rice rink and watermelon to cure this hangover.

There's nothing like that here, so let's settle for honey water.

"Pope."

I pull the rope.

Can you save me?

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T/N: I'm just gonna say it... she shouldn't drink anymore. Lol