To Help You Understand – Chapter 7
The two of them entered the restaurant just in front of their meeting place. Winter grabbed Violet’s wrist as she headed for the stairs.
“It’s on the fifth floor. You can’t walk.”
“My bedroom is also on the fifth floor.”
In response, Winter spoke to Hayel who stood about five steps behind them.
“Tell them to install an elevator at home.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Hayel ran off at once. Violet sighed a little. It must have been a pain for him to drag her body around.
As soon as the elevator reached the fifth floor, Violet stopped still. The wall facing the beach was entirely made of glass, so that she could not only see the oceans, but also the pure white sandy beach, the blue sky, and the Larkround geese with orange lines on their heads that scattered the shoreline.
Violet sat by the window and couldn’t take her eyes off the view. It was the first time she’d ever witnessed such a beautiful scene.
The restaurant’s cuisine mainly consisted of Southeastern seafood. Without an excess of butter or cream, Violet found the dishes refreshing.
Whilst they ate, Winter spoke with a slightly embarrassed expression.
“… You were right.”
“Pardon?”
“My lineage. I’m not a sorcerer, but when I investigated the Kanix family, there was a history of my ancestors swapping bodies with others. Although, I haven’t found any records detailing the reasons or methods.”
“I see.”
“And the contract you handled was excellent. I’ll give you a reward.”
A reward for his wife. They’d been married for three years, but he didn’t understand her at all.
Violet was satisfied with just doing a good job on the contract, but she thought for a while about the ‘reward’ before speaking.
“Then, will you accompany me for your father’s birthday next month?”
“My time is worth more than that. I meant items.”
“… I see.”
When she answered quietly and said nothing else, Winter replied with annoyance,
“I can’t stand your attitude. If you have something else to say, just say it. Don’t be so suffocating.”
“If you want me to say something…”
Violet opened her mouth after thinking for a moment.
“There is something. A question.”
“Say it.”
“If I died, would you go to my funeral?”
When Violet asked something he hadn’t expected, Winter whipped his head up to look at Violet.
His eyebrows narrowed.
“What do you mean?”
“Exactly what I said.”
“You said ‘if I died’?”
Violet nodded gently in response to his question.
“I thought I’d rather die than live like this.”
Winter laughed aloud as if he found it absurd.
“Stop exaggerating.”
“Why do you say I’m exaggerating?”
“Because you are. How many times have you been hit in your entire life? Have you ever been imprisoned or tied up? No. Have you ever experienced starvation because of a lack of money?”
Violet shut her mouth at his words. Winter spoke sarcastically,
“Or is it that you’re trying to threaten me?”
“……”
She thought she had a lot to say, but the moment she started talking to him, Violet couldn’t say anything more.
The conversation broke down there, but after the meal was over, Violet asked him again.
“Even so. If I died.”
“……”
“Would you have given me a day of your time?”
His wife’s funeral. Even though he should have laughed, Winter unconsciously imagined Violet’s funeral; he tried to answer but found that he couldn’t utter a word once again.
What was he making all this money for?
If she died, then what would it all be for?
Even though his wife was always polite whilst he was always rude, Winter always felt as if the beloved Princess was looking down on him, a vulgar foreigner. It was the same at the wedding.
On their first meeting, their wedding day, Winter was completely overwhelmed by Violet Lawrance as she stepped down from her carriage.
With the ground crunching underfoot, Winter met her eyes and moved to kiss the back of her outstretched hand; his mind was full with the thought of wanting to do nothing but escape.
As he kissed her, he couldn’t get the thought out of his mind that she must’ve thought he was pathetic.
He had never imagined that his aristocratic walk, which he’d worked hard on improving in the past few days, was a daily routine for Violet, as well as wearing such a breathtaking dress so naturally; he hadn’t imagined that there was a chance that his manners would be shown up in such a way.
He had nothing to satisfy this noblewoman, and not even a scrap of money left in his possession.
So, first of all, money. That was the one thing he could get.
When Winter no longer replied, the conversation ended there once again.
Even though Winter left after the meal, Violet stood in the restaurant lobby for a while.
Then a woman wearing a wide-brimmed, gorgeous sky blue hat called her.
“Violet!”
Violet turned her head and saw her cousin, the most famous actress in the Larkround, Ariela Lawrence, standing there. Violet, who was pleased to have come across her here, smiled at her. She was delighted as they haven’t seen each other for a rather long time now.
“It’s been a long time, Ariela. You’re busy these days, aren’t you?”
“I am. But, aren’t you free? Come visit the capital often.”
“I’m afraid I will.”
Violet replied.
Ariela, upon hearing her reply, sighed.
“I envy you. I want to get married early and live with no worries like you.”
“I see.”
“That’s right. I often meet Lord Winter at the Kastle Stadium. No matter what, I had to earn money since I was a kid, so we became close. You don’t like such barbaric sports, do you?”
“I don’t hate it because it’s barbaric. I’m not enjoying it because it’s unfamiliar to me.”
Actually, you didn’t have to earn money, but you ran out on your own feet saying you liked being free.
Violet held back what she wanted to say. Then, Ariela opened her eyes slightly and said,
“You always try to sound like an angel. It seems like Lord Winter deserves to feel stuffy.”
“Did he say I made him feel frustrated?”
“Yes.”
Violet smiled lonesomely at Ariela’s reply. My husband seemed to be really frustrated with me.
Three years ago, I never held back anything I wanted to say. At least, it was wise of me to ask Ariela why I should just listen to other people and my husband as they talked.
To avoid the loneliness and criticism of people, I kept holding back what I truly wanted to say.
Ariela looked at the clock tower located in the middle of the island and said in surprise,
“Oh my, I’ll be late for my appointment if I stay any longer. I’ll be leaving first.”
“I see. Goodbye.”
Violet said goodbye and went back to the carriage right away as if she was in a hurry. Once she arrived in front of the carriage, Violet asked Lulu.
“Lulu, does Ariel stay at the Canic Hotel often?”
“Pardon?”
Lulu realized why she was asking such a question out of nowhere and immediately had a furious expression. Yes, she does stay often at that place. Ariela Lawrence loved the Canic Hotel run by Winter. No matter where her performance was located, she always stayed at the Canic Hotel. It was the same when she came to the capital.
This morning, Violet, who saw a variety of dresses brought in by Lulu, was surprised as if she had never seen so many clothes at once. How was he able to buy all those dresses in the first place?
“She does stay often….”
At Lulu’s sullen reply, Violet stayed still.
In the past three years, Winter has always been out there, but Violet only thought of ways on how to pay back the 24 million Laknes he offered for this marriage.
Now that I have enough power to say what I want to say, I won’t be a frustrating person any longer.
***
Winter was thinking of staying up all night at the Canic Hotel headquarters on the island, but he couldn’t say for long because of Violet, who was talking about the funeral.
He eventually returned to his bedroom in the hotel to work.
“I thought I’d rather die than live like this.”
My wife’s calm voice lingered in my mind.
At first, I thought she’d be the type of person who’d be overwhelmed by her emotions.
“I never wanted this. The only reason why I’m still alive even after I got married was that I felt a noble sense of duty to pay off my country’s debts.”
Why on earth would my wife have such a big heart?
Violet felt pathetic after she was used to paying off the debts of her country through marriage.
As I was in deep thought, I heard a knock.
“Winter.”
It was Violet’s voice. Winter put down the unread document and hurriedly went to open the door. When he opened the door, he stood close to Violet, which made her look up to talk to him. It was because the height difference was so significant that if she didn’t do so, she wouldn’t be able to see Winter’s face.
Violet looked at Winter in that way for a while.
Violet, who was staring at him as if she hadn’t met him for a long time after she fell asleep, opened her mouth first.
“I want to divorce you.”
To Help You Understand – Chapter 7
The two of them entered the restaurant just in front of their meeting place. Winter grabbed Violet’s wrist as she headed for the stairs.
“It’s on the fifth floor. You can’t walk.”
“My bedroom is also on the fifth floor.”
In response, Winter spoke to Hayel who stood about five steps behind them.
“Tell them to install an elevator at home.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Hayel ran off at once. Violet sighed a little. It must have been a pain for him to drag her body around.
As soon as the elevator reached the fifth floor, Violet stopped still. The wall facing the beach was entirely made of glass, so that she could not only see the oceans, but also the pure white sandy beach, the blue sky, and the Larkround geese with orange lines on their heads that scattered the shoreline.
Violet sat by the window and couldn’t take her eyes off the view. It was the first time she’d ever witnessed such a beautiful scene.
The restaurant’s cuisine mainly consisted of Southeastern seafood. Without an excess of butter or cream, Violet found the dishes refreshing.
Whilst they ate, Winter spoke with a slightly embarrassed expression.
“… You were right.”
“Pardon?”
“My lineage. I’m not a sorcerer, but when I investigated the Kanix family, there was a history of my ancestors swapping bodies with others. Although, I haven’t found any records detailing the reasons or methods.”
“I see.”
“And the contract you handled was excellent. I’ll give you a reward.”
A reward for his wife. They’d been married for three years, but he didn’t understand her at all.
Violet was satisfied with just doing a good job on the contract, but she thought for a while about the ‘reward’ before speaking.
“Then, will you accompany me for your father’s birthday next month?”
“My time is worth more than that. I meant items.”
“… I see.”
When she answered quietly and said nothing else, Winter replied with annoyance,
“I can’t stand your attitude. If you have something else to say, just say it. Don’t be so suffocating.”
“If you want me to say something…”
Violet opened her mouth after thinking for a moment.
“There is something. A question.”
“Say it.”
“If I died, would you go to my funeral?”
When Violet asked something he hadn’t expected, Winter whipped his head up to look at Violet.
His eyebrows narrowed.
“What do you mean?”
“Exactly what I said.”
“You said ‘if I died’?”
Violet nodded gently in response to his question.
“I thought I’d rather die than live like this.”
Winter laughed aloud as if he found it absurd.
“Stop exaggerating.”
“Why do you say I’m exaggerating?”
“Because you are. How many times have you been hit in your entire life? Have you ever been imprisoned or tied up? No. Have you ever experienced starvation because of a lack of money?”
Violet shut her mouth at his words. Winter spoke sarcastically,
“Or is it that you’re trying to threaten me?”
“……”
She thought she had a lot to say, but the moment she started talking to him, Violet couldn’t say anything more.
The conversation broke down there, but after the meal was over, Violet asked him again.
“Even so. If I died.”
“……”
“Would you have given me a day of your time?”
His wife’s funeral. Even though he should have laughed, Winter unconsciously imagined Violet’s funeral; he tried to answer but found that he couldn’t utter a word once again.
What was he making all this money for?
If she died, then what would it all be for?
Even though his wife was always polite whilst he was always rude, Winter always felt as if the beloved Princess was looking down on him, a vulgar foreigner. It was the same at the wedding.
On their first meeting, their wedding day, Winter was completely overwhelmed by Violet Lawrance as she stepped down from her carriage.
With the ground crunching underfoot, Winter met her eyes and moved to kiss the back of her outstretched hand; his mind was full with the thought of wanting to do nothing but escape.
As he kissed her, he couldn’t get the thought out of his mind that she must’ve thought he was pathetic.
He had never imagined that his aristocratic walk, which he’d worked hard on improving in the past few days, was a daily routine for Violet, as well as wearing such a breathtaking dress so naturally; he hadn’t imagined that there was a chance that his manners would be shown up in such a way.
He had nothing to satisfy this noblewoman, and not even a scrap of money left in his possession.
So, first of all, money. That was the one thing he could get.
When Winter no longer replied, the conversation ended there once again.
Even though Winter left after the meal, Violet stood in the restaurant lobby for a while.
Then a woman wearing a wide-brimmed, gorgeous sky blue hat called her.
“Violet!”
Violet turned her head and saw her cousin, the most famous actress in the Larkround, Ariela Lawrence, standing there. Violet, who was pleased to have come across her here, smiled at her. She was delighted as they haven’t seen each other for a rather long time now.
“It’s been a long time, Ariela. You’re busy these days, aren’t you?”
“I am. But, aren’t you free? Come visit the capital often.”
“I’m afraid I will.”
Violet replied.
Ariela, upon hearing her reply, sighed.
“I envy you. I want to get married early and live with no worries like you.”
“I see.”
“That’s right. I often meet Lord Winter at the Kastle Stadium. No matter what, I had to earn money since I was a kid, so we became close. You don’t like such barbaric sports, do you?”
“I don’t hate it because it’s barbaric. I’m not enjoying it because it’s unfamiliar to me.”
Actually, you didn’t have to earn money, but you ran out on your own feet saying you liked being free.
Violet held back what she wanted to say. Then, Ariela opened her eyes slightly and said,
“You always try to sound like an angel. It seems like Lord Winter deserves to feel stuffy.”
“Did he say I made him feel frustrated?”
“Yes.”
Violet smiled lonesomely at Ariela’s reply. My husband seemed to be really frustrated with me.
Three years ago, I never held back anything I wanted to say. At least, it was wise of me to ask Ariela why I should just listen to other people and my husband as they talked.
To avoid the loneliness and criticism of people, I kept holding back what I truly wanted to say.
Ariela looked at the clock tower located in the middle of the island and said in surprise,
“Oh my, I’ll be late for my appointment if I stay any longer. I’ll be leaving first.”
“I see. Goodbye.”
Violet said goodbye and went back to the carriage right away as if she was in a hurry. Once she arrived in front of the carriage, Violet asked Lulu.
“Lulu, does Ariel stay at the Canic Hotel often?”
“Pardon?”
Lulu realized why she was asking such a question out of nowhere and immediately had a furious expression. Yes, she does stay often at that place. Ariela Lawrence loved the Canic Hotel run by Winter. No matter where her performance was located, she always stayed at the Canic Hotel. It was the same when she came to the capital.
This morning, Violet, who saw a variety of dresses brought in by Lulu, was surprised as if she had never seen so many clothes at once. How was he able to buy all those dresses in the first place?
“She does stay often….”
At Lulu’s sullen reply, Violet stayed still.
In the past three years, Winter has always been out there, but Violet only thought of ways on how to pay back the 24 million Laknes he offered for this marriage.
Now that I have enough power to say what I want to say, I won’t be a frustrating person any longer.
***
Winter was thinking of staying up all night at the Canic Hotel headquarters on the island, but he couldn’t say for long because of Violet, who was talking about the funeral.
He eventually returned to his bedroom in the hotel to work.
“I thought I’d rather die than live like this.”
My wife’s calm voice lingered in my mind.
At first, I thought she’d be the type of person who’d be overwhelmed by her emotions.
“I never wanted this. The only reason why I’m still alive even after I got married was that I felt a noble sense of duty to pay off my country’s debts.”
Why on earth would my wife have such a big heart?
Violet felt pathetic after she was used to paying off the debts of her country through marriage.
As I was in deep thought, I heard a knock.
“Winter.”
It was Violet’s voice. Winter put down the unread document and hurriedly went to open the door. When he opened the door, he stood close to Violet, which made her look up to talk to him. It was because the height difference was so significant that if she didn’t do so, she wouldn’t be able to see Winter’s face.
Violet looked at Winter in that way for a while.
Violet, who was staring at him as if she hadn’t met him for a long time after she fell asleep, opened her mouth first.
“I want to divorce you.”
