Chapter 165

Ricdorian’s Truth

“It does not matter.”

Ricdorian stopped his lips that was about to say no.

“For whatever reason you brought me here.”

He had to say no. He thinks she misunderstood something.

It’s a misunderstanding, it’s not true, and it’s not at all.

“In this situation, I don’t think you need to listen to it very much.”

Long eyelashes fell down on Iana’s purple eyes. It is a calm face that is not different from usual.

“Isn’t it?”

It was dull and indifferent on a white and pale face. They drove him crazy.

She won’t know. How she truly drives Ricdorian crazy.

Ricdorian bit his lips. His senses were never wrong.

So, as soon as she heard Jaire, Iana must have misunderstood something.

Did he bring her as the Blue Rose?

Ha, it’s ridiculous.

Even if Iana was a slave in the slums of Ropel Street, the lowest point of the Empire, filled with polluted water. Even if she was in the Asqar Coal Mine, the worst slave colony where she could never get freedom once she entered. Even if she was in the worst crime city of Cantala.

He would have searched the world and found her. Whether she is noble or in the lowest position. Ricdorian, no matter what, would have brought her. He already didn’t care who Iana was.

When she is just her.

She was meaningful just because she was her.

“Hmm, I must have been quite a meaningful being.”

The one who finally stopped what they were trying to say is not Ricdorian.

“That’s interesting.”

Because that seemingly indifferent face looked like it doesn’t seem to matter.

He wanted to be in those eyes that seemed to see everything from afar. He always tried.

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4 years ago or 3 years ago. And not long ago in Schirmela.

However, the result was always the same.

An indifferent face.

His hand that held that slender hand under the moonlight, his smile.

What did he do to her, using the fault and hatred as a shield?

He felt ugly.

“…Ricdorian?”

Quang. Unable to overcome his power, the door knocked on the wall again.

That was then. Iana’s face, who had been looking out the window, turned to this side indifferently.

Even when she called his name, she didn’t hide her surprise.

Kidnap.

Ricdorian realized at that moment.

In fact. He hopes she doesn’t hate him.

“What’s wrong with… you?”

I didn’t want to leave you as a bad person.

I just.

“…sorry.”

I missed you.

“I’m sorry… sorry…”

The man’s hand covered his face, and his large body collapsed like a piece of crumbling skin.

“Ricdorian?”

Tap, tap, the sound of Iana’s small footsteps rushing, was so light. He couldn’t stand the rush of things.

What the hell did he do?

“What’s wrong, where does it really hurt? Huh? Does it hurt a lot?”

She was very kind to the sick. Four years ago, when she came to the basement where there was no light, he wondered if she was the light, the spring, and the day.

He has never felt such warmth in his entire life.

He wanted to catch it.

He became terribly disgusted with himself.

However, he didn’t want to let go of the hand reaching out to him. It was a hand that he did not want to let go, even if it was wrinkly and dirty.

Iana stayed still on his body when she came to him in an instant. Just like the day they promised four years ago.

“It’s my fault.”

He asked himself. Did he have no choice but to be hated?

No.

Tears dripped down his cheeks.

“Don’t throw me away.”

There was no other way but to beg.

“Please……”

To beg again and again.