Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 49

Last night, Abellard couldn't close her eyes. The fact that Naeva had fooled her with Marc and his family, infuriated her into hitting the wall.

But then Naeva's wounded look returned to his mind. A kind girl who has a warm smile and never ignores people who need help.

Does a girl like that deserve to be suspicious?

"Aargha!" Abellard grabbed her own hair.

His heart was full of emotions as well as mixed regrets. One side of his heart was still angry, yet another side was filled with regret.

In her room, Naeva experienced the same thing. His heart is divided into two kinds of feelings.

One side of his heart he was angry, because Abellard could accuse himself as a petty woman who planned to ensnare a noble man.

He still remembers how the fat man in the market who claimed to be an assistant to a noble at the time said that Abellard deliberately beat his father at the gambling table because he wanted to make him a mistress. Obviously the root of the problem is Abellard himself. If the man had not intended to do so, there was no way he would have lied and been frightened.

But on the other side of Naeva's heart, she worries about Abellard. The man had just been sick. Perhaps the Countess continued to pressure him into believing that Naeva was exploiting him.

Naeva wiped her cheeks wet with tears. Then try to shut down and sleep. If he is not menstruating, maybe he can complain in front of the khalik through his throne.

Slowly his lips spoke a thoughtful thought that was recommended to be practiced when feeling restless, "lahaula walaquwwata illa billah..."

Slight sharing: Zikir means to mention or store in memory. Like the Word of God, "(It is) those who believe and their hearts are at peace with the remembrance of Allah."

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Naeva opened her eyes slowly. It turned out that the Sunlight had infiltrated through the gap above the window.

Her eyelids felt heavy because they were swollen after crying all night.

"Oh ... It was almost noon," he sighed as he stomped his forehead which was painful. He slept too late last night. It felt like he had just closed his eyes for a moment.

His feet then came down from the bed. Then step towards the door.

After the door of his room opened, he saw Sora again in his doorway.

"Bonjour (good morning) Sora," he said in a hoarse voice.

The skinny servant girl watched Naeva's face for a moment. But then refocus on the goal.

"M'mselle, her brother Amily will soon be expelled from the castle. Maybe M'mselle wants to calm Amily down because she's so sad right now."

Naeva's eyes are now open normally. "Oh, sure. I'll be ready for a minute and see him soon. Thanks for telling me, Sora."

The skinny girl nodded happily. He is very fond of Miss Naeva de Gaulle. After saying his excuse, Sora stepped back into the castle.

Naeva is getting ready. He had to accompany Amily in such a bad state. He also wanted to ask Amily's sister who had threatened her to admit her wrongdoing.

In the castle grounds, Naeva sees Amily limping in on her brother. The girl immediately lifted her light blue dress and chased after them.

"Amily wait!" his yell.

Amily looked back and stopped her steps.

"Your brother's going home alone?" Naeva asked with a breath of breath.

"No, M'mselle. Monsieur Comte ordered the bodyguards to deliver in a carriage."

"Oh, thank goodness ...."

Amily's brother who did not turn around at all pulled his sister's hand to continue his steps. But Amily held her back when she saw Naeva wanted to ask her something.

"Amily, can I talk to your sister for a second?"

"Of course you can, M'mselle."

"Amily's sister, may I know what your name is?"

The woman did not answer and looked the other way.

Naeva does not take heart with her attitude, since the beginning of this woman has always been cold.

"His name is Jean, M'mselle." Amily replied.

"Jean, I want you to tell me the truth. Who is the person who has threatened you to claim to be the perpetrator?"

"Nobody threatened me" the woman replied flatly.

"Jean, do you want this castle to be unsafe while your sister still lives here? People who easily hurt others like that can't be allowed to."

"Amily will not be hurt. Because we never want to deal with big guys! Besides, he promised he wouldn't hurt Amily!" ketus the woman.

Naeva. So true as he expected, the culprit was an influential person in that Castle. And Amily becomes the target of the perpetrator to threaten her brother.

"But such a man should be punished, Jean. We can't let it."

The woman raised her face and looked at Naeva cynically. "You think you can punish a member of the royal family of the Albion country?" (Albion: comes from Latin which means white. The term was used for the British)

Naeva is shocked to hear the answer that was accidentally thrown from Jean's mouth. Finally he found out who did it. While Jean who realized that she had already revealed her secret, immediately took Amily away.

"Quick Amily! I told you we should keep going!" Omel Jean turned to Amily and tried to drag a quick step, and passed Naeva standing in front of her.

Naeva then turned around, staring at the departure of a sister who was willing to sacrifice herself for the love of her sister.

"May you heal quickly, Jean. Live in peace. I'll take care of Amily" he said sincerely.

The sincerity that then made the woman's heart melt. His heart was actually sad and regretful of the circumstances that made him have to hurt a girl as well as that.

"Speak my apologies to Mlle Gaulle ..." whispered to Amily as she boarded the train.

**

Evening has arrived. Naeva had to fulfill her promise to Lord Alfred to attend dinner with the man.

This was also his chance to meet Abellard, clarifying the matter that was going on between them. He could at least let the problem drag on.

Lord Alfred smiled happily as Naeva's bedroom door opened. The girl stood up with an appearance that she thought was too simple. Never before had he dated a girl who did not meet herself with the sparkle of jewelry. But no problem, Naeva de Gaulle is currently more valuable than any girl, because she had to fight it with the Count of Abellard.

"You ready?"

Naeva nodded politely, "already, My Lord ...."

Lord Alfred immediately turned around and stretched his right arm to be held by Naeva.

Naeva looked doubtfully. Then Lord Alfred looked back.

"Are you not ready yet? I'll wait for you until you're ready." For Alfred it's better to be late for Abellard to see him coming with Naeva.

"Sa-I'm ready." Naeva also put her hand.

Meanwhile at the dinner table had sat the Comte de Marseille family with their oversized guests. Including the Doctor of the Countess and Lady Angelia.

That night was the most successful businessman in Marseille. His efforts were even more advanced and popular than the Comtte family's. This middle-aged businessman was being targeted by the Countess to be his family's business partner.

From the direction of the hall, Naeva de Gaulle came with Lord Alfred.

Note: Sorry if I make Naeva characters understand Islam a lot. His mother was gone when he was a child. This knowledge is solely shared by Author to share knowledge with each other.