Regrets Of A Second Male Lead

Chapter Twelve: Wild Apricot Vs. Empty Vessels (1)

"...Chloe."

Her friend's expression looked so sorrowful that she forgot they were fighting and reached out to her. She wanted to wipe away her friend's tears.

However, her hand didn't reach Chloe's face. Chloe slapped her away coldly.

"Don't touch me."

Chloe gave a cold-hearted warning and walked out of the tent. How could she cry in front of Leila as they were talking about Gerard? She felt even angrier because it felt like she just lost, but her tears didn't stop. She needed some time alone.

However, Aiden, who was watching the tent from afar, ran to her contrary to her wishes. The atmosphere around her was unusual, so they might have had a physical fight... Aiden was worried that his master might have been injured.

'If she dares to hurt even one of Madame's fingertips, just wait and see. I'll make sure she'll pay the price.'

Even if there were just scratches on the Madame's body, Anata would have to prepare for a day of attack. He was almost certain that his Lord would leave everything behind and run all the way to the North.

Aiden checked every part of his master's body, thinking about what he had to do next. Fortunately, she didn't seem to have been engaged in a physical fight. But... her blue eyes were red and filled with tears.

'These Anata b*stards are just...!'

However, Aiden's loyalty sadly didn't reach Chloe. She didn't even want to see Aiden at that moment. It felt like her husband was watching her.

Actually, he was in charge of reporting Chloe's actions to Gerard while she was in the North, so she didn't know if it was natural for her to feel that way.

"Sir Hume, don't follow me."

"Madame!"

"Please excuse me, I'm going to sit under that tree so you can still see me from here. I need time to myself to think."

Aiden looked at Chloe. The Marchioness, whose eyes were continuously filled with dripping tears, looked as if she was about to collapse at any moment.

He wondered what happened. Could he let her go there? How should he report this to the Lord? Aiden's mind became complicated as well.

"But, Madame, it's dangerous."

"Sir Hume, I'm not asking you this time. It's an order. Aren't you part of the Knight Order of Blanchett?"

Chloe took a domineering attitude as her quarrel with Aiden dragged on. At that moment, the vulnerable woman disappeared, leaving only a dignified Marchioness in front of him.

"Yes, I have pledged my allegiance to Blanchett."

Aiden answered politely.

"Then remember that I am a Blanchett. Heed my order, Knight Commander."

"...I'll be waiting here, Madame."

In the end, Aiden accepted Chloe's order. Aiden watched Chloe's back as she moved away. He felt bad for her, and wondered what the hell happened earlier.

But he still had to do his duty.

'If it's really the tree Madame pointed at, it's possible to watch her from this distance.'

He kept simulating how to protect the Madame just in case she found herself in a dangerous situation. Raymond, who was skilled in archery, would be able to protect the Madame from a long distance. If necessary, he could also throw a dagger.