I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 147

"Did His Highness come to the Emperor's call?"

"No. The Crown Prince suddenly deigned to move to the Palace of the Sun, told us that he wanted to see His Majesty."

"Is he himself?"

Carlisle took a similar initiative?

It was hard to believe in this, but it turns out that it is true.

A servant wouldn't bother me.

'His Majesty... Is he very busy?'

'Mom, when is His Majesty free?'

'So the emperor won't come today?'

All of a sudden, the few questions that Carlisle meekly asked me came to my mind.

"He had this in mind back then."

After the day he played with Raymond and sprained his ankle, he often reminded me of the emperor.

Until then, he had not uttered a word about Raymond.

On that day, his fear vanished as if by hand?

Now I can't even guess what Carlisle is thinking.

I was still standing in front of the Empress's palace upon hearing the unexpected news.

"I will go to the Sunny Palace."

"The Emperor and His Highness are dining in the dining room."

In front of the door to the familiar dining room, I stopped for a moment.

My last memory of this place was not very good.

Here I said goodbye to Raymond.

The dining-room door swung open, and a kitchen page appeared with an empty tray.

The servant left, and the butler tried to report my arrival.

At this time, Carlisle's voice rang out through the open door.

"I'm all curious: why can't my father live with me and my mother?

I raised my hand to silence the butler.

Telling the butler to leave, I silently stepped back from the door.

All this, just to hear what was hidden there, in Carlisle's head.

"My mom says my dad was too busy doing something very important to live with us... I know it's a lie."

Carlisle's voice hit me right in the heart.

"The fathers of my friends came home at least once every few months, no matter how busy they were ... But I had never even seen my father before."

"And when my mother told me about my father, I was so sad. I knew that even if I waited, my father would not come. But I was curious. My father left because he can't stand my mother and me? "

I knew that he was thinking faster than his peers. However, I didn't know that his thoughts had taken him that far.

I thought that this would be better for Carlisle, but I did not ask his consent to this.

Maybe I left him too big a scar.

Now I feel like there is a heavy stone on my chest.

"Nothing like this. It was definitely not so. I could not come because..."

I heard Raymond's insistent voice. I felt that he was excited by what he heard.

When I was about to step inside, a low, choked voice rang out:

"What I hate is what I said to your mother ... It's all because I hurt her. I made a very big mistake and could not come."

"A mistake?"

"...Yes. So don't think it's because I hate mom and you. This is my fault."

"Well, so, and now you are reconciled with your mother?

Raymond's answer came belatedly.

"Your mom will take time to forgive me. And I'll wait until your mother's heart thaws."

"How difficult everything is with you, - I heard Carlisle's displeased groan.

I gathered my courage, opened the door and entered.

"Carlisle."

"Mom?!"

Is it because I called him by his name after so long? Carlisle suddenly jumped up from his seat and ran towards me, as he used to.

"You ate. Come on, sit down."

"We can eat together."

Carlisle said relaxedly. Indeed, lately he has been treated with emphatic seriousness, but now he has received indulgence.

"And more... How about having dinner together later?"

Raymond's cautious voice was heard.

Looking up, I saw that unsightly tense face.

He was afraid that I would say no.

Of course, I didn't want to have dinner with him. I came here with one thought that I need to pick up Carlisle.

However, what I overheard pushed me to strange thoughts.

He was so sincere when he said that our separation was his fault.

His guilt before Carlisle was worth more to me than any of his regrets.

"Good. Let's eat together."

Others will find it strange if I take Carlisle from one dining room and straight to another.

I sat down across from Raymond, thinking this to myself.

The servants quickly arranged new dishes.

It was all Carlisle's favorite food, as if it were a selection.

"Mom, this is so delicious," Carlisle said, pointing to a plate of smoked duck meat.

"Really? I'll have to try, if you say so."

Avoiding Raymond's gaze, I deliberately feigned interest.

I didn't want to reveal his confusion to him.

And after I pretended everything was okay, an awkward silence fell between me and Raymond.

The harmony of the family meal was only slightly preserved thanks to Carlisle, who chatted incessantly.

***

"Khem-khem."

There was a cough in the room.

"Milady ..."

A woman's voice rang out, mixed with sobs.

"Your mother's condition... her... she ..."

Lisa stood at the window, looking at the sunset, and turned to a certain woman.

The weeping middle-aged woman was the maidservant of Marquis Sios and once her nanny.

And she was now holding the hand of the former Marquis Sios, breathing heavily.

Lisa said quietly:

"Hillan. Call a doctor."

"Oh, yes."

Hillan hurried out of the room, and Lisa went to her mother, who was lying in bed.

Her mother's face, drooping from a cough mixed with blood, was white as a blank sheet of paper.

She was initially unhealthy. Now the family fell apart, and her husband was in disgrace. Her condition worsened from shock.

Even though she said to call her a doctor, Lisa knew that there was no hope.

"Lisa..."

Her mother, blinking slowly, called to her. Lisa took her mother's hand, hiding her bitterness.

Sitting down by the bed, she smiled as she took her withered hands.

She was her mother, the one who was always oppressed by an aggressive father who was unfriendly to Lisa herself, and her mother could not serve as a shield against the tyrant father.

Nevertheless, from youth there are good memories of love on the part of the mother.

Her mother would have lived happier if she had not met her father.

"Mom. I'm here."

I turned to my mother, whose consciousness was already slipping away. That gaze turned to me.

"Lisa, Lisa ..."

There was no strength in the trembling voice. But when I saw how anxiously she was calling me, it seemed that she wanted to say something.

Do you want to tell me the last will?

Mother beckoned me to come closer.

"Speak, please. Mom."

"Lisa... From my father... still there is no news?"

My mother's voice, interrupted by breathlessness, was filled with despair.

Foolishly, her mother still thought that her husband could return to the family.

The Marquis Sios has already fallen.

However, there is no need to tell the cruel truth to a dying mother.

"My father will soon return to the capital. His Majesty summoned him again. Dear mother, soon we will be able to live as before."

My lies gave my mother a faint smile.

"Good news. I am pleased. I believed the Marquis would return, "my mother muttered with a joyful face.

I could not squeeze anything out of myself at such a moment.

But then my mother sighed heavily. And blood spat out.

She vomited blood every day.

And as the blood volumes increased, I intuitively realized that there was little time left.

As I wiped her bloody mouth, my mom held out her hands to me.

"I dreamed again that Leon was back. Oh, if he was here... I would like to..."

The mother slowly closed her eyes.

Lisa squeezed a bloody scrap of cloth in the darkened room.

Broken family and taken away title.

And today her worthless position seemed even more painful as she tended her dying mother in an old two-story mansion.

Who would have thought that her life as the mother of the first prince would be so miserable in an instant?

"Ellie..."

It's all because of her.

It's all messed up since her return. Ellie was now content with everything that should belong to Lisa.

Ellie's words were still clear in her memory. Words that said that all this happened because of her stupidity.

It's my fault.

No, it's not my fault.

This is all Ellie, who was no match for Raymond.

How could she become an empress when I was supposed to be?

I was just trying to get back what was rightfully mine.

And now I've lost everything?

No, now even my son has lost everything.

Ellie's child took over Edmund's place.

Haha.

She screamed like crazy.

I can't just quietly sink into oblivion just because I lost everything.

I can't forgive him for taking Edmund's place, even if he dies.

I will not let my son Ellie sit on a throne that does not belong to him.

While Lisa's eyes were burning with fire, a voice was heard from behind the door.

"Milady. The doctor has arrived."

"Make sure she doesn't hurt too much."

"Yes, my lady."

She ordered the doctor and left the room.

Returning to her room, she washed her bloody hands with water and ordered Lily:

"Lily, do you remember what I said the other day?"

"Yes sir."

"And besides that... Find out where Leon is now."

"Good."

Lily left the room. Lisa stared at the reddened water in a silver tub.