Chapter 87 (2/2)

And with , it was flung and its trajectory was changed according to the direction I wanted it to go

The arc I wanted it to take was behind me

So, it went around my back and I waited for it to return tobehind h it was supposed to be here now

‘So’s off’

Did I fail to control the iron fan’s arc?

But that couldn’t be My ht when I threw it

With ether, I slowly turned around I had a bad feeling now, so I hesitated to look behind aze in that direction, I stood still Foolishly

Because there was so the fan I had thrown

Feelingas Rosetta, I now face hts to run double ti hard about what to do in this situation

In the meantime, the person who saas the first to speak

“Rosetta”

His voice was as stiff and as dry as ever, but as I saw the slight wrinkle upon his forehead, this was enough to tell , I forced myself to answer him

“…Father”

The person who saas none other than Rosetta’s father

Duke Valentine

It was by pure happenstance that, today of all days, Duke Valentine caht upon this encounter

A feeeks ago, after seeing Rosetta crying at Cassion’s funeral, Duke Valentine was left in turmoil

Why Why did her tear-stricken face overlap with that of his late wife

Even weeks later, the answer to this perplexing question still eluded hiered in his , he would stop in a daze and recall how Rosetta cried And even while he was eating or sleeping, Rosetta’s sobs seeh, each and every time, the face of his late wife followed

His head was about to explode

He couldn’t understand why he was being like this

That child was not his daughter

How could she be his daughter when she had been birthed by the woman who killed the love of his life?

And besides, that child…

Rosetta shared not a drop of blood with the departed Lillian

But as it that Lillian’s face kept overlapping with that child’s face?

At one point, a fleeting thought passed through his mind that Rosetta looked like she was a child born between Lillian and himself

‘No matter how I think about it, that’s just absurd’

That was iht even to him

However, as the idea had already for

After Lillian had passed away, this was the biggest e

Duke Valentine—Daymond Valentine—was a man of a brusque disposition, ever since he was born

He was stern by nature, but it was a product of the harsh environment that had raised him

It was perhaps faht with utmost coldness, and Daymond’s parents were the coldest of the Valentines

He was ic, competition, victory and solitude rather than the words love and emotion

And then he met Lillian

So bolt Dayed as she caused a stir within hiave his all to Lillian

If she laughed, they laughed together If she cried, then they cried together

Everything she cared about, he valued as well

‘But in the end, it all led to tragedy’

In any case, that hat Lillian ht Air Water Wind

Everything that made up the world

Of course, it was no wonder that his world became achromatic once more when she left this realm

He cherished his children, but he didn’t kno he’d be able to raise them without Lillian by his side

In all his life, he had always been so far detached froers

And so, this led to avoidance

He thought that it would be better not to see them because he couldn’t properly act like a father

And whenever he saw Rosetta, his blood always ran cold It brought him pain to stay in his own home

However, this avoidance resulted in Katie’s deeds

Yet again, he chose the wrong decision

He should not have trusted others

Katie was the one who ed thetime apart from his children, it had becoardless, whether it was just giving words of consolation, or just having soether

Everything was as stiff and unfaers

But Daymond himself wasn’t fully aware of hoard it was exactly

This aard and uncomfortable distance between the parent and his children

This rational and business-like relationshi+p

When it came to the connection between parent and child, this was all he knew

That’s hoas

It’s been too long now to remember how he acted while Lillian was still here

This heart of his was far fro the time when it still knew love—it had become dried up and twisted To hi but silence and forlorn

However, his life began to be shaken up by a storm of emotions once more

By none other than the remnant of the sinner who killed Lillian

That sinner’s daughter, for even just a moment, felt more like Lillian’s child compared to Daitation finally led him to come to this place today

At the end of the abandoned trail, this had been Lillian’s favorite garden

After she passed away, he shed only tears of blood whenever he saw it It had once been a secret place for only them

‘Daymond! Let’s make this a place just for the two of us!’

‘Let’s have a small pond here, and… How about we plant soh the thicket, Lillian’s voice followed hie of her brightly sotten