TVRTH [Book 2]

Chapter 211

The Result Of Choice, Part II

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

If they thought of her as usual, they might know that it would be very strange for their master to show such a weak appearance, but the panicked servant protected their master because Cain was expressing his anger over it.

"... Why, why are you angry?... I'm not sure why you're angry! Mielle spent a night with Oscar and came back. Besides, I went with my mother's permission..."

No, Aria knew it very well, but deliberately said it for the servants who did not know it yet. Maybe they were guessing little by little that their master Cain was abnormally obsessed with her stepsister.

Cain, who rose from his ground, shouted with madness, and the servants hurried around her, making a wall of men.

"Don't you know that? How dare you! How dare you!"

'Leave me? Betray me? Not to choose me? Not to love me?' Those were the only words that would be followed. So, the servants, who had guessed it, turned pale.

"Mr, Mr. Cain, you must calm down!"

"Shut up!"

Slap! The servant who stood in front tried to calm Cain, but he got slapped in the face and fell down.

'Is he really crazy to slap his face?' Aria, who pretended to be frightened at the situation that was going to get worse, cried, and the anger began to spread in the expressions of the servants who surrounded her. It was understandable to have a heart, but it was impossible for anyone to understand and overcome this disturbance.

"Mr. Cain, please calm down!"

"Miss Aria is still young, so please forgive her with your generosity!"

"I, I'll tell her what she did wrong, and please remit your anger."

"Forgive the poor Miss Aria!"

Although there was the fallen servant who was slapped on his cheek, a number of servants surrounded Aria and begged for him to remit his anger, rather than panic.

But it only produced Cain's further anger, and when he raised his hand again and slapped the cheeks of some servants, and when she thought she should stop playing because she had sufficiently seen him go mad in despair, a voice rang in the hall, which unexpectedly blocked him.

"What is this?"

It was the Countess, and she was awakened by the constant disturbance, and appeared slowly, yawning. Then, shocked by the horror in the hallway, which had happened in front of Aria's room, she raised her voice.

"Aria...!"

The Countess took a step forward and made sure of the devastation, and Aria was crying with tears in her eyes. When she had been a prostitute, Aria had not cried when she had not returned home for a few days and left her alone in a house where there was nothing to eat, but why was she wearing a face stained with tears?

The Countess could not assume in shock that Aria was acting, and she was speechless, and Cain asked her, breaking the silence.

"Mother... did you know that?"

The Countess asked back, with a serious look, to the desperate face and voice of Cain that Aria had so desired. "What?"

"Aria... Aria... spent a night with the Crown Prince!"

The Countess furrowed her forehead at the question that had already become a fact for him, and she looked as if he were making this fuss with such a trivial thing. And for such a trivial reason, she thought that Aria might be acting, and she gave a hollow smile.