In particular, the pupils of Macella and Rania were dilated to the point where they could no longer grow.
âWha, what do you mean husband?â
Macella asked out of the blue. She seemed to be asking if she had heard it wrong.
Yerhan caressed Rosena lightly on the shoulder and whispered.
âWe havenât had a wedding yet, but Iâm her husband.â
Rania stood still and couldnât say anything.
Rosenaâs husband means that this man is the third prince, who was far from what Rania thought.
âWhat, kind of bullshitâŚâ
Rania stuttered, picked up the fan that fell on the floor and fanned it.
Macella, who came to her senses belatedly, also laughed.
âWhat do you mean husband? Such a transparent lie.â
Yerhan, whose corners of his mouth was still smiling, sank instantly.
He took his hand off Rosenaâs shoulder and took a step closer.
Perhaps because he was so tall, the pressure was great just from his approach.
âLie, you saidâŚâŚâ
His low voice pressed into Macellaâs ear like an awl made of frost.
âHow dare you say the royal familyâs words are a lie?â
She felt weighed down by something huge. Macellaâs body trembled.
She looked at Yerhan with frightened eyes, not knowing what to say.
âRo, Rosena.â
Unable to have the courage to stand up to Yerhan, Macella hurriedly called Rosena.
Rosena took one step forward and looked at Yerhan, shaking her head.
It was a matter between her and her mother.
Masela relaxed as Yerhan backed away.
âBy the way, you⌠Did you see the letter I sent you? The letter asked you to come back to the mansion.â
âNo.â
As Rosena shook her head, Macellaâs face became venomous again.
âStop by the mansion in the near future.â
Rosena swallowed a sigh.
Now that she was back to the empire, she thought sheâd meet her family one day, but it was too early.
Rosena, in a bitter mood, looked straight at Macella.
As always, Macella wore all kinds of accessories all over her body.
She wore a heavy jewel pin on her head and a large sapphire necklace that stood out from afar.
Everything seemed too much for the fallen countess.
Rosena wore a calm face.
In the past, when she struggled for her family, her mother and Rania would have lived like this.
It reminded her of the women who took her sacrifices for granted and were anxious to somehow exploit her more.
At that time, she was foolish enough not to escape the fence that was named family.
âIâll do that.â
There was a lot to talk about.
It wasnât meant to be said in this public place.
She was going to visit the mansion herself and make a negotiation there.
Rosena didnât want to talk to her anymore, so she tried to turn away.
Then Rania asked, scanning Rosena.
âBut what are you doing in this dressing room? This dressing room is the most famous dressing room in the capital. You didnât come in without knowing that, did you?
It meant âHow much money do you have to come here?â and it stuck like a thorn.
But Rosena was not hurt by Raniaâs words.
However, she began to worry about the price of douzens of the dresses she had ordered earlier.
âExcuse me, the billâŚâ
All eyes were on the clerkâs words from the inside.
âHow much is it?â
Yerhan asked the clerk.
Then the clerk moved all the goods that Yerhan had ordered so far.
There was a slight crack in Rania and Macellaâs expression upon hearing the never-ending list.
But the women were looking straight at Rosena.
It was stares of âI donât know what kind of money you have to order so much, but can you handle it?â
Rosena swallowed a sigh. She might have to shake off all the gold she brought today.
ââŚSo the total is 100,000 flue.â
What?
Rosena looked at the clerk in surprise.
Rania and Macella were no exception.
It was a large amount of money, itâs enough to buy a decent house with a garden with 100,000 flue.
âWait a minuteâŚâ
While Rosena was panicking, Yerhan pulled something out of his arms with a casual look.
White paper sparkled under the light. It was none other than a check.
No, where are you going to get the money, if you pull out the checkâŚ..
But before Rosena could stop him, the check fell into the hands of the clerk.
âWill you pick it up when itâs done, or should I bring it to your mansion?â
âIâll pick it up.â
When Yerhan finished the payment in an instant, Rania dropped the fan she was holding again.
Macella, who was standing tall and watching it, immediately called Rosena with a hurried look.
âRosena.â
It wasnât a sharp voice like before.
Rosena was well aware of the meaning of that voice.
It was the voice that she always used to call her when she secretly wished for something.
âYes.â
The corners of Macellaâs mouth crept up at Rosenaâs answer.
Marcella pulled out the dress she had seen earlier.
âPay for it, too.â
Her lips, which had been producing criticism, were uttering shameless words.
Rosena glanced down at the dress she held out.
The dress with fancy beads was bragging about its high ransom.
Rania, who was standing next to her, picked up the hat, not missing her chance.
âYou can at least do this for your family, right?â
Macella talked about being her family.
Rosena, who was still listening, cut off her words with a determined face.
âYouâre too much.â
Macellaâs face distorted.
The dress in her hand crumpled badly.
âHow can you be so selfish?â
Macella raised her chin in a coercive manner.
She pointed to Rosena with a fan and vomited words like a rapid canon.
âIs it so hard to share a little bit? Do you really need to get upset with me over a dress?â
ââŚ..â
âThanks to whom everything went well? How nice it is to show kindness to your family. We had a hard time when you disappeared.â
Macellaâs chest, which had retorted without breathing, rose up and down.
She randomly put the dress down and folded her arms.
âWell, you wouldnât have run away if you had thought of your family.â
That one sentence scratched Rosenaâs chest.
It was not that she hadnât thought about her family so far.
Living in a foreign country made her miss her family.
When she gave birth to Illian in Astania, she thought of her mother and Rania.
Rosena raised Illian and was sometimes left with regrets.
Even so, she shouldnât have abandoned her family and come out alone.
But it was all a futile idea.
Rosena realized that she had glorified her memories by remembering only the good things about her mother and Rania.
The mother, who is blinded by greed, was not much different from then.
Rosena had lived as a good daughter so far.
She carried everything without saying a word of bitterness to her mother.
But now she was thinking of leaving it all in the past.
âMother.â
Rosenaâs eyes were calm and steady.
It was like a calm lake where no wind passed.
âYouâre selfish.â
Macellaâs eyes were wide open at that one word.
âWhy do you think I left the house?â
ââŚThatâs!â
Macella clenched her fist.
In fact, she didnât quite understand why Rosena left the mansion.
She thought it was because things were a little hard, so she left looking for a way to live.
âBecause mother treated me like an object.â
âWhat are you⌠ah.â
Macella belatedly recognized Rosenaâs words.
Rosena knew her plans to marry her off to the merchantâs son.
While Macella couldnât say anything, Rosena glanced at the dress she had pushed in and murmured.
âWell, if you had just said you missed me, I could have bought you a dress.â
It was rather fortunate. She can get her act together even now.
âYou said it wasnât that expensive, so you can just buy it yourself.â
Rosena took a step back with a grin.
âIâll see you at the mansion soon.â
Then she immediately put her hand on Yerhanâs arm, which had been waiting for her.
âLetâs go.â
Yerhan hugged Illian and headed for the door first.
Rosena walked past Macella, who was standing in a daze.
And at the same time as the door closed, Raniaâs brief cry came.
âKyaaa! My dress!â
There seemed to be some trouble, but Rosena completely left the store.
Breathing in the fresh air, the suffocating feeling opened up.
âAre you all right?â
Yerhan looked at Rosena with a worried face.
Rosena was embarrassed, so she avoided his eyes and nodded.
It had been a while since she went out, and she showed him a bad appearance.
âI have a little bit⌠problem with my family.â
âIs that so?â
âItâs not a big concern.â
Rosena reassured Yerhan.
She didnât want to drag him into her family troubles.
She wanted to settle this with her own hands. That way she really thought sheâd be able to escape that fence.
Rosena took a deep breath and looked at Illian, who was in Yerhanâs arms.
âIllian, what is that on your hand?â
Illianâs hands were dyed red.
Rosena took out her handkerchief and wiped Illianâs hands.
She wasnât sure, but it was like cloth dye.
It seemed to have been covered when he went inside with Yerhan earlier.
âDonât mess around.â
âYeah. Iâm sorry.â
Rosena looked up as she was thoroughly wiping Illianâs hands.
Then her eyes met with Yerhanâs.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs nothing.â
Something was off. But it was weird to interrogate him, so she left it at that.
As Rosena shifted her gaze, Yerhan and Illian exchanged glances behind Rosenaâs back.
For the first time, they looked at each other as if they liked each other.