Cry, Or Better Yet Beg
chapter 19. Please Kiss Me

Kyle takes Leyla to a terrace connected to the rose garden. As the tumultuous and colorful party atmosphere faded from the distance, Leyla finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“Thank you, Kyle. Thank you very much."

Leyla thanked him while leaning against the marble fence. He thought Kyle would laugh, but somehow he looked stiff.

“Kyle?”

“Why did you hold it?”

"Huh?"

“They dragged you around like a spectacle. Why are you keeping quiet? You're not like the arrogant and clever Leyla Lewellin I know.”

"Who cares."

Unlike Kyle who was very angry, Leyla just smiled.

“They are not wrong. I'm an orphan, I owe it to Uncle Bill, and I plan to be a teacher.”

“I really don't understand you mean.”

“People are born two-faced, Mr. Etman.”

“You are only good at saying useless things.”

Kyle finally smiled at Leyla's mischievous reply.

“Go now, Kyle. I'm fine.”

"Where to go."

“There are many people you want to meet here. You also have many friends.”

"No, thank you."

Kyle waved his hand as if he was upset and leaned his back against the fence with Leyla.

“Do not like that... ..”

“Leyla, I'm here as your partner today.”

Kyle slowly looked over. His brown eyes glowed warmly in the darkness.

“So I'll be by your side.”

A smile slowly expanded on Kyle's lips.

"I want to."

The wind carried the sweet rose scent of the garden. Leyla tried to answer back, but all she could do was hold the handle of the stairs with her lips tightly closed.

“Why didn't you answer?”

“……. I'm not sure.”

“Are you ashamed in front of me?”

"Impossible."

“Your face looks red.”

"NO!"

Leyla raised her hand and stroked her cheek.

“Tertipu you.”

Leyla laughed as she saw Kyle giggling. It was then that Bu Etman who was looking for his son found both of them on the terrace.

“Kyle. What are you doing here?"

He approached and took a long breath.

Leyla hurriedly straightened her posture and lowered her head. Madame Etman received her greeting with an honest look and turned her head towards her son.

“There are many people waiting to meet you.”

You mean my dad.

Kyle grinned, but Mrs' eyes. Etman became sharp.

“Kyle Etman's. Are my words funny to you?”

“Bu, you know that's not what I mean.”

"Let's go. Lady Norma's waiting for you. You didn't think to make him wait, did you?”

Bu Etman's attitude is stubborn, as if he does not want to be denied again.

“Bye to you, Kyle.”

Leyla carefully opened her mouth after holding her breath.

Madam Norma worships her only son. Leyla knows how proud Ms. Etman is.

"I'll wait here."

Leyla smiled to convince Kyle.

“Thank you, Leyla.”

Madam Etman could only smile at Leyla. His brown eyes that were similar to Kyle's eyes always looked bitter towards Leyla. Leyla knew that too.

Kyle reluctantly took a heavy step. Leyla waved at Kyle, who kept looking back.

“Wait for me!”

Kyle was crying while grimacing.

“You must wait for me, Leyla!”

Okay.

She wanted to answer, but Leyla could not let go of her lips. All he could do was wave his hand even stronger.

After Kyle and Bu Etman left, the terrace calmed down again. The music and laughter from the hall mixed with the beautiful lights, creating a relaxed atmosphere. Leyla left her glasses at home so that the light seemed blurry, but the scenery looked more beautiful with her blurred vision.

Leyla Lewellin's role is over.

Leyla can relax. With her relaxed state, her foreign clothes started to look.

As she slightly moved her legs, her waist was decorated with ribbons and the bottom of her dress trembled. Leyla started to become jovial as she tiptoed up and down while looking down towards the flowing end of the dress.

A white dress embroidered with golden threads was as majestic as a beautiful night. The texture of the dress that touched Leyla's skin was so soft that her entire body was amused.

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And that necklace.

Leyla gently stroked her necklace as she lost her shy smile.

Why did Lady Brandt say that?

Leyla suspected Claudine might express her disgust and sympathy in a sophisticated way, but Leyla did not mind. The gift from Uncle Bill was beautiful. No matter what others said, Leyla was satisfied with the reward.

Leyla smiled again, and as she raised her head, a tall man came out onto the porch. Leyla believed it was Kyle and became excited, but when she recognized who the man was, she froze.+

That's Duke Herhardt. Together with Mrs Brandt.

Claudine asked while taking a deep breath. His behavior was as if he was bringing Matthias to the terrace due to the night breeze.

“I love summer because the nights are fun. What about you, Duke Herhardt?”

Claudine smiled brightly as she stood in front of the marble fence. His gaze shifted from Matthias's face and led to Leyla Lewellin, who was standing at the opposite end of the terrace. Leyla was the main reason Claudine brought Matthias here.

“I don't really like summer, Mistress.”

Matthias stood beside Claudine. His eyes were staring at the garden filled with roses then briefly passed Leyla's face. He looked very embarrassed and nervous to see the arrival of an unexpected guest.

"really? I thought you liked summer.”

Claudine now looked at Matthias with her back pressed against Leyla.

“In hindsight, I feel Duke Herhardt is a heartless man. Of course, you know it's not a reproach, right?”

Claudine, with her hands clenched behind her back, approached in a step. The distance between the two is close enough that the breath of each other can be reached.

“I actually like your insensitivity. I think it accentuates your nobility and graceful demeanor.”

"I'm glad to hear it."

Matthias did not back down and faced Claudine.

“Please kiss me.”

Claudine demanded courageously. Matthias looked at him in silence.

“I like the heartless Duke Herhardt, but don't we still need to show some spirit or enthusiasm?”

As Claudine tilted her head, her thick curly brown hair trembled with elastics.

“I mean, we will be engaged, married, and will live together for the rest of our lives.”

“Simple passion... ..”

Matthias narrowed his eyes for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Indeed."

Matthias wrapped around Claudine's cheeks without hesitation. Claudine looked a little surprised but she immediately closed her eyes naturally.

While gazing at the shadow of Claudine's eyelashes, Matthias' gaze involuntarily turned across the porch. The restless Leyla met a look at him just in time.

Letting his gaze on Leyla remain intact, Matthias lowered her lips to Claudine's lips.4

The audience of Leyla Lewellin that Claudine wanted was faithful to her role. Frozen in place, Leyla looked at the two with a blank look. Even darkness and great distances could not hide Leyla's red cheeks.

Throughout the kiss, Matthias' eyes kept on Leyla. His green eyes helplessly stared at him in a paralyzed state. Although the moon was bright, his eyes looked dull like night.

As Leyla avoided the look in her eyes, the two men's outspoken kiss ended. Leyla ran down the stairs towards the garden while Claudine slowly opened her eyes and smiled strangely.2

"Let's go."

Matthias politely extended his hand. Claudine held the hand as if nothing had happened.

“I'm sure, Duke Herhardt.”

Claudine, who had just entered the hall, smirked.

“I'm sure we'll be a matching couple.”

Leyla frantically ran down the stairs. He knew he wasn't being chased, but Leyla kept running faster.

The sound of Leyla's shoes on the street shook the tranquility of the night park. It was only after he reached the large fountain in the middle of the garden that Leyla finally stopped. He was unaware of the pain in his leg because all he thought about was running away from the terrace.

"Ah……."

Leyla slightly took off her shoes and grimaced. There were scratches all over his leg, as a result of the new pump. His heels peeled off and blood flowed down. All he wanted to do was run to the cabin but he eventually turned around.

He promised Kyle that he would wait. Leyla was sure she should at least tell him that she was going to leave first. But he was afraid to return to that mansion, to that unfamiliar and uncomfortable world.

Leyla was in pain as she limped on the right side of the road. He stood under the vines where the pergola stood. He planned to wait in the park first and then visit the mansion when Kyle was about to return.

Can I sit down?

Leyla looked at the bench and wondered. It was a rose vine that Uncle Bill had carefully pruned, but he had never stepped on it. It was a seat that was not allowed by the occupants or any other servants.

But isn't today okay because I'm here as Arvis' guest?

After thinking further, Leyla could sit quietly at the end of the bench. He needed more time and courage to take off his shoes.

Leyla leaned her back against the armrest of the bench and hugged her knees. The throbbing leg touched the cold marble and the pain started to subside a little. He now realized how good shoes made his feet tired, so he could not bear to wear those shoes anymore.

If I don't run, at least I can save my heels.

Leyla gently touched the painful wound with her fingertips. He shook his head to dispel those sudden memories.

When she thought of the man looking at her while kissing her fiance, Leyla frowned. Leyla did not understand why Claudine had taken the kiss for granted when she knew there was someone there.

“Why are they like that?”

Muttering to herself, Leyla unwittingly rubbed her lips.

“….. Very shameless.”

This time, he rubbed the inside of his lips with the back of his hand. It was as if erasing the memories and strange feelings of that night as the moon shone.