Regrets Of A Second Male Lead

Chapter Sixty: The Final Destination Of His Heart

It had been eight years. Some days it seemed like a lot of things happened, and other days went by in the blink of an eye.

The only certain thing was that those eight years were the best of his entire life.

He was willing to go to a street vendor and buy fried bread at his pregnant wife's words. When his child said Father for the first time, he took night strolls with his wife, and sometimes sneaked a peak at his wife's face when she was fast asleep by his side.

He was happy with their routine. And he knew it wasn't something that should be taken for granted. He was happy but anxious as well.

Therefore, he attempted to protect it. He lived for eight years as a perfect and loving head of the household. Respecting his wife, caring for his child, and so on. He struggled not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

"Then why did you even think about proposing to me? If you have a conscience, be honest with me!"

Why did his wife say that?

Did it really matter what he thought back then? At that time he was still infantile and small, and now he had become whole.

"Absolutely not because of this letter."
Gerard said, crumpling up the letters and throwing them to the floor of the carriage.

"My Lady, I didn't even know where I'd put that letter... Does that really matter to you?"

Eight years ago, he became the Marquis of Blanchett, and he mostly worked in the office of Blanchett's mansion. However, when he was reinstated as the Chief Commander of the Imperial Knights, he attended knight-related work in the Imperial office and household work in the Blanchett residence.

So Gerard had no clue where the letter came from. It was not deliberately stored anywhere, so it must have fallen through documents during his busy days.

Gerard stuffed his hand into his jacket and managed to pull something out. He placed it in Chloe's hand.

"Here."

"This is..."

Chloe looked at the thing in her hand.

It was the handkerchief that she had given to him during Daniel Blanchett's funeral. It looked worn after eight years, but the colors had not faded at all.

Gerard had been treating it dearly and kept it with him.

"Our eight years, my Lady, cannot be overlooked. I... I won't let you do that."

Gerard explained as he held her hand where the handkerchief was placed. As if it was his lifeline.

"Calm down, alright? You know that I can't live without you, right?"

Chloe also knew that her husband respected and cared dearly for her. It would be a lie if she didn't feel anything after having received his words and actions.

However.

"Then why do I feel lonely?"

A single tear trickled down Chloe's cheek.

"Do you even love me?"

Finally. She was able to ask the question she was most curious about only after her heart had become worn more than the old handkerchief in her hand.

"Do you mean that you feel lonely by my side?"

However for Gerard, he focused on her new question more than the last one.

'However, you know what? I was actually a bit lonely. It was frustrating to be the only friend you had.'

Memories of his younger days flashed through his mind. The words that Leila said to Gerard in the past. His heart sank when he heard the same remark from his wife.