Chapter 38

A small hand stroked my head, which was buried in the pillow.

"What on earth is wrong? You've been lying face down in bed for days just sighing. If you have a worry, tell me."

A worry?

Tell him my worry?

Impossible. I don't know about other things, but this was not a worry I could confide in Louis.

"...Owdeww bwothew."

"Yeah, tell me! I'll listen to everything!"

"The wowwd... is too cwuel."

"...Huh?"

Yeah, it's truly incredibly cruel.

Do you think it's just cruel?

It's also petty.

It had already been five days since the Duke said he would write the contract.

And during those five days, I had my contract rejected a whopping three times.

Three times, no less!

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Even when I went to hand in the first contract, I was full of confidence.

'Fufu. At this rate, it'll pass in one go.'

I believed…