Divorce Manual

Chapter 59

Wow, that's amazingly gutsy and shameless.

To be honest, I really respect that, and I'm not being sarcastic.

They are not ashamed at all even though it's a very shameful thing in itself.

I guess that's how you can get rich.

The impudence is immense.

The place called Rose Boutique is the epicenter of the rumors about Charles and me.

Their contribution to the rumors of us being Romance of the Century makes it hold more weight.

The best thing I've heard lately is...

Charles kneeling in front of me and giving me a gift?

There's also a version where he confessed his love while kissing the back of my hand.

How did things turn out like this?

Right, it's my fault.

I thought that it was fine to let Rose go around and gossip as she wanted, so I left her alone.

I thought that other rumors might spread if I scold her over nothing.

One day, she started sending things as a sign of apology.

Now, not so much.

"Who keeps bringing in these merchants?"

"I think they're being called in by Lady Evangeline. They seem to come in with Catherine's name."

Sigh.

I can't stop you from coming here.

"How often do they come?"

"They seem to come every two or three days."

Even Pope, who is always expressionless like a bodhisattva, has an expression of displeasure.

This is their fault.

Let's just send them back today and then think about how to handle them.

It might look like a bribe if they keep sending the wrong things, though it's not like it's an expensive item,

There's no such thing as gifts for the noble without a motive.

"Pay the price that you previously agreed on and return it."

"Yes."

"I shouldn't have let her measure me back then."

Shaking my head, I'm sick of thinking about it.

Honestly, it isn't what I ordered, and then, it became a small gift. I can't return it without paying for it.

What if I get tangled up later?

It can get tiring.

As mentioned earlier, it seems like a bribe, and although it's an extreme idea, there's also the possibility of me being accused of fraud.

Actually, it's not just an extreme thought.

It happened in this novel before.

There was a jeweler or a general store that sent Abigail a gift every day in order to look good in front of Kyle. When Abigail returned the gift that the merchant sent, he got vengeful and accused her of being a scammer.

He accused her of taking the goods without paying for it.

Of course, Abigail had no evidence.

No matter how much Abigail said that she had never received it.

He was later driven to admit that he had already sold it, so he didn't have it.

As expected, our male lead saved Abigail.

What a beautiful love story.

After remembering that and being greatly enlightened, I paid the cost and returned it to the place in the presence of many people.

I secretly told her to write down in the ledger that I paid out. Witnesses and evidence are paramount in these fraud cases.

"By the way, Pope—"

"Yes?"

I look up at Pope, who's pouring warm black tea into a teacup.

"I need to match my summer clothes, so please tell the Wicking Wardrobe to come sooner rather than later."

Since I was thinking about the boutique, I decided that I need cool, summer clothing.

"Yes."

A few days ago, red-haired Ronnie wore pants under her robe.

Shall I try to match my pants too?

I pour milk into the cup of warm black tea, add two tablespoons of sugar, and then stir.

Honestly, no matter how lightly you dress, there are limits to working at the ranch unless you're dressed comfortably like maids.

In that sense, pants are perfect.

The only one I've seen in pants is Ronnie.

Can I wear it?

"Hmm."

If I'm only going to wear it while I'm working in the castle, who's going to say anything?

"Tell them to bring me a catalog of menswear as well."

"Yes."

"Oh, and who should I talk to about changing the bed?"

"Probably to Sir Halian, who is in charge of the castle's finances."

"Then bring him too."

"Yes."

"And Ergel, no—"

I should go and see her myself.

"Where is Ergel?"

Putting down the teacup, I raise my body upward.

"She'll be at the ranch."

I should go to oversee some ranch work and also see Leo as well.

"Good."

"......"

"Please bring me Red-Haired Ronnie."

"Yes, Your Grace."

I'd be happy to see how it has progressed.

At least, I hope that no one would have a stomachache after drinking it.

"Then, let's go to the ranch."

I brush my hair back.

"Let's go."

I stand up from my seat.

I feel like it's going to be a very busy day today.